<?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-10940051</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:29:29.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itsmyshits</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</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>245</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116953872474950873</id><published>2007-01-23T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:52:04.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://itsmyshits.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'VE MOVED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116953872474950873?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116953872474950873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116953872474950873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116953872474950873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116953872474950873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116934902239967583</id><published>2007-01-21T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T11:18:39.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking pissed.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, nigel and i typed our asses off and finished our remaining 20 reading logs. HAHAHA. not that it was hard to do, cos we were copying from dannel and miguel's work. HAHAHA. how horrible. yay. thats minus two detentions for us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, watched the guys play against marist b div yesterday under the hot sun. WE WON! YAYYY. but due to my sensitive skin and the fucking blazing hot sun, i'm having bloody splotches of red stuffs again. i'm pissed off. cos not only that, my phone is not being a good friend either. it can't freaking charge. probably cos i dropped it hard that day. damn. now i'm stuck with the spare one till end of april. still contemplating whether to get nokia or sony ericsson. shit, which also means, no picture entries! ahh. this is not good. i'll let my phone rest then, and hopefully when i on it again sometime next time, it'll charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i don't feel like going to school, but monday is a LONG DAY. and if i don't go i can't expect to escape again without an mc. gosh. i still got gp essay to complete! i hate the sun. i prefer the rainy days now. i just love the smell of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still trying to do sth about my lj.&lt;br /&gt;and cny is coming, i hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116934902239967583?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116934902239967583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116934902239967583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116934902239967583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116934902239967583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2007/01/fucking-pissed.html' title='fucking pissed.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116895318617813128</id><published>2007-01-17T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:32:38.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eight, sounds great.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/855151/DSC04666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/528162/DSC04666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're both going through rough times now, i'm sorry about how i threw my temper around and got irritated with you. but you're right; after it all, you're still the one i love the most. and fighting does seem silly and nonsensical. we should both be more understanding and i'm sure we'll make it work. cos with you, i know we can. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eight already, and it sounds great. (good attempt to rhyme)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What a beautiful smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can I stay for awhile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;On this beautiful night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We'll make everything right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My beautiful love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116895318617813128?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116895318617813128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116895318617813128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116895318617813128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116895318617813128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2007/01/eight-sounds-great.html' title='eight, sounds great.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116878477786969421</id><published>2007-01-14T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T22:26:18.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon.</title><content type='html'>hey all! back from william's house movie marathon thingy. it was yesterday, so i woke up early on a saturday morning. just to do my bloody carboxylic acids tutorial that i've not finished still. dragged my cold ass to the bathroom to shower and walked TEN MINUTES to school to meet nigel after his soccer match with the nanchiau people. it was drizzling. NOT GOOD. i walked over a small patch of grass and got mud stains on my shorts. instantaneous man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining and everything and the field was in a horrendous state. oh yeah and the guys used the toilet next to the softball room, and the poor hockey girls had to wait for them to finish. kylie the flasher was running around everywhere, wearing nothing but a towel. how obscene. on the way to tampines mall, hakim told us his good news! good shit man. but why am i the last to know. HAHA then went to the foodcourt, the canoeists were there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICS AT THE FOODCOURT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/684908/DSC04653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/143865/DSC04653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/793063/DSC04652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/696977/DSC04652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/191164/DSC04654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/409044/DSC04654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/143715/DSC04656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/140450/DSC04656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/245795/DSC04657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/76208/DSC04657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh later on, went to hakim's house for a short while, walked over to nigel's place. slacked around a lil and hakim's family came to fetch him. nigel and i waited for paul at the busstop to go parkway. met val and went to yoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE PICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/700635/DSC04658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/547534/DSC04658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/505523/DSC04660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/172061/DSC04660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/866823/DSCN0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/949372/DSCN0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/450347/DSCN0845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/262457/DSCN0845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched borat and saw3. and i didn't drink any alcohol. ahh, cos whiskey tasted so gross with the fruitpunch. it made me sick. i love borat, yesterday must've been the 3rd time i'm watching it. still as good as ever. and goodness, I HATED SAW3! i was covering my eyes during one part and fell asleep. HAHAHA. anyways, ended up sleepin on the couch with nigel and prem. we had breakfast at macs, chatted for quite awhile. i was feeling kinda woozy by then due to lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i wonder when gp detention is commencing. dixie and val are good girls, they finished their reading logs. and for me, i only did ONE. niceeee. its 4 sessions for 1half hours for one month. every monday. i think ms desouza's upset cos i'm the only one in class that didn't do shit. hahaha, and i'm not even an ogl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH, AND NAD THE SLUTFACE CALLED ME. CALL ME AGAIN LA BITCH. TOMORROW OR SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;together, we can make it work :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3daysmore :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116878477786969421?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116878477786969421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116878477786969421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116878477786969421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116878477786969421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2007/01/movie-marathon.html' title='movie marathon.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116825668267780040</id><published>2007-01-08T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:44:42.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoho.</title><content type='html'>hey, haven't been blogging for 319386873443275 years. thank goodness the internet connection is alright already. nevermind about that anymore, had tk softball gathering on saturday. initially, i thought it would just be our level kinda thing since it's at clara's house. but then dixie, val, germ and i carried our differently packed famous amos cookies to hawaii towers at meyer road. then clara and syaz were there to fetch us and said that all the different batches of tk softball girls were gonna be there. WOW. SHOCKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, now for a few pics. OHOH felicia was there. no pic with her. damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/999616/DSC04629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/387642/DSC04629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the classic three of us shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/175651/DSC04631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/808766/DSC04631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angie and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/72926/DSC04630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/489644/DSC04630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sj the nonsense girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/678729/DSC04632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/769209/DSC04632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/352800/DSC04628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/135144/DSC04628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo! i lost my balance and ruined the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH, feels great to blog after so long. oh yes and before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116825668267780040?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116825668267780040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116825668267780040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116825668267780040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116825668267780040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2007/01/hoho.html' title='hoho.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116745359552107283</id><published>2006-12-30T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T12:39:55.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK THE MOTHERFUCKING INTERNET CONNECTION THAT CUTS OFF EVERY 3MINUTES!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116745359552107283?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116745359552107283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116745359552107283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116745359552107283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116745359552107283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuck-motherfucking-internet-connection.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116675482945082290</id><published>2006-12-22T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:11:14.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>val's birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VALERIE WEE HUI XIAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/396521/DSC04419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/548615/DSC04419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually it was yesterday, but i didn't have time to come home to blog. YAY YESTERDAY WAS VAL'S BIRTHDAY. the sweet lil' girl of mine has finally turned 17. at long last. wheee! val, dixie and i all ate lunch together to celebrate val's special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/581521/DSC04416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/523119/DSC04416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON MY WAY THERE I MET ARTHI, MY NEIGHBOUR! I MISS GOING TO SCHOOL WITH YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so made my way to eunos to meet the two lil' lovely girls. val was already there, i actually made the birthday girl wait for me. she was there with two flowers in her hand. it was for me and dixie. HAHA CRAZY GIRL BOUGHT FLOWERS FOR US. so yeah, dixie came soon and we went to cityhall.&lt;br /&gt;ate at,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/75243/DSC04422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/809591/DSC04422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food there is actually rather nice. should go there again next time.&lt;br /&gt;DIXIE: MY AIM IS TO TRY ALL THE FOOD FROM THE MENU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, good aim for a small girl. anyways, ordered fiery buffalo wings, some pasta with a roasted chicken on top and salmon with mashed potato or something like that. it was good. had candy floss too! GREEN CANDY FLOSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/448306/DSC04421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/15011/DSC04421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fiery wings. wasn't that hot anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/689886/DSC04420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/872636/DSC04420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/2478/DSC04423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/57936/DSC04423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE THREE AMIGOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we headed off to marina to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/271971/DSC04426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/503506/DSC04426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val's the girl with the good skill. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played lost world too, so nice to play it again. we didn't scream that loudly this time. so no one came to ask us to shut up. HAHA. then we waited for awhile for the guys to come. nigel, kylie and dannel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/352834/DSC04428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/638062/DSC04428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kylie being his normal self again, sitting in the middle of the mall. that's nigel trying to pull him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we headed over to swensons, the guys wanted to eat and we wanted to get val her free icecream and cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/629120/DSC04429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/249836/DSC04429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys choosing their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/794655/DSC04430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/150428/DSC04430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/594399/DSC04432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/83625/DSC04432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we chose a logcake in the end. haha, it tasted like bubblegum. damn sweet. then all of us waited damn long for lard to come. but by the time he came, val and dixie had to go home. so they decided to go to kfc to eat, cos nigel and lard were hungry. this lard, the moment he comes, he thinks of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/151638/DSC04436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/93349/DSC04436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute dannel with the flower. but he looks like he's about to swear. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/169796/DSC04435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/631149/DSC04435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yangzhi DEVOURING his food. that fatshit. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/963166/DSC04437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/55253/DSC04437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beauty and the beast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they ate, went to topman cos they wanted to try on stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/34291/DSC04438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/195983/DSC04438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dannel and nigel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey val, i hope you enjoyed your special day with us! happy birthday and i love you! oh and you called me just now by accident and i heard you say your socks are so high or something like that. must be golfing again eh you, haha. can't wait for tues. my dad's bringing the three of us to golf. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116675482945082290?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116675482945082290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116675482945082290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116675482945082290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116675482945082290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/vals-birthday.html' title='val&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116653239037839749</id><published>2006-12-19T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T21:28:23.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another cold day.</title><content type='html'>it's a new skin for me! took alot of hours to find and change it. only because the comp's super laggy today. and it keeps cocking up. screwed up piece of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather is so damn wet, it's been raining the whole day! everytime i look out it's raining, and it's SOOOO COLDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/785925/DSC04380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/666750/DSC04380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture was taken this afternoon at like.. 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;(WHO CAN TELL?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/110595/DSC04385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/618472/DSC04385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished watching pck. my mother and i were laughing like retards. retard catherine. nevermind. what a boring day. i suddenly feel like watching the show, love actually. it totally brings out the christmas mood and everything. so christmasy, so lovely. which happens to be on channel 5 on christmas eve this sunday at 10pm! GO CATCH IT YA'LL! got some christmas church lunch thingy lined up, family thingy on christmas eve. not really looking forward to it but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i did today was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;go online to find blogskins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read my alkanes notes for 5 mins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;print geog holiday hw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch disc 1 of meteor garden 2&lt;br /&gt;(OH YES HOW EMBARRASSING!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SLEEP! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talk on the phone with nigel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and now i'm watching tv&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;what a total couch potato. but at least i did some studying. HOHO. geog hw is a must. gosh. pissed off. at least the topical test is only on population geog. maths is definitely a goner, gotta buck up the chem. i can do it. TO HELL WITH THE FUCKING GP HOMEWORK. it's never ending. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went over to nigel's yesterday. played baby-sitting for terrence. the wrestling games are a must, the lil' guy's totally hooked onto them! made a house for terrence too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/840501/DSC04367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/479745/DSC04367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks so comfy eh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyhoo, i miss val and dixie. gonna see them on thurs. it's my angel's birthday! not sure whether dixie is coming though. and once again NADIRA can't come. but it's ok ehh, choose to earn money than spend time with friendssss. ok i'm kidding, i'm not gonna do a jane and try to make you feel guilty. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;guess it's another stay home day tomorrow! maybe i'll change this skin again. tell me what you guys think about it yeah? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;take care everyone and don't catch a flu! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116653239037839749?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116653239037839749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116653239037839749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116653239037839749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116653239037839749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/yet-another-cold-day.html' title='yet another cold day.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116643468814969201</id><published>2006-12-18T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:04:21.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;not been blogging for so long. so i'll just sum everything up shortly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bought nothing at haji lane on thurs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met dj on thurs for swensons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went out with dixie, nigel and hakim on fri to town.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met dj and deanne for a short while.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to the esplanade with the rest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dixie's gone to bangkok.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;val's back from bangkok.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yesterday was our seventh :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;val's birthday is on thurs :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dad's birthday is this saturday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mum's birthday is next saturday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;christmas is coming in exactly a week!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I MISS MY FRIENDS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got no money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have to stay home. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm only getting a new phone in april. (so long more)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can't wait for school to reopen so i can see val and dixie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i lost mahjong recently. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;but i still wanna play it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wanna shop. (but i already mentioned i got no money)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SO I GOT NO CHOICE BUT TO STAY HOME. I DON'T LIKE IT. I KNOW I ALREADY SAID THIS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I NEED A NEW BLOGSKIN.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OK BYE NOW.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE YOU. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OK ENOUGH.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116643468814969201?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116643468814969201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116643468814969201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116643468814969201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116643468814969201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/not-been-blogging-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116602415806558238</id><published>2006-12-13T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:40:30.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YEAR END SALES!</title><content type='html'>i went shopping again today! i'm feeling just a tad bit guilty, but i didn't spend my parents money though. i spent the money that i took so long to save, like damn long to save. so after buying those stuffs it just feels great. love the mango sale. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the house in the afternoon today with nigel. took a bus down to katong to eat the good ass chicken rice. whoo it was good, and i was really hungry. then went to parkway to play pool. that's where i bit on my tongue and bled like crazy. ouch, i foresee an ulcer on the way. i hate ulcers on tongues, can't eat properly, can't talk properly. then after pooling we walked around parkway, that dreaded place, which didn't turn out to be that boring at all today. cos we both went shopping. yes, it was good. saw a couple of familiar faces and everything. yeps. our feet were practically screaming in agony. can just picture all my toes screaming in stupid squeaky voices. in the imaginery land of imagination. oh what the heck am i saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this bangla gay couple walking around parkway, hooking pinkies. that's sweet. hurhur. shit, didn't eat dinner now i'm hungry. just read dixie's blog, and that girl did some schoolwork. WHY IS IT SO DAMN HARD FOR ME TO START ON MY WORK? I'VE NOT DONE READING LOGS, STUDIED FOR ANY TEST OR WHATEVER SHIT. I'M AS GOOD AS DEAD. oh and dixie, i'm sorry i didn't call today. we'll have fun tomorrow. and feroz will come back soon! C'MON IT'S GONNA BE A FUN DAY WITH ME TOMORROW AND WHERE'S VAL? NADD AND HER STUPID JOB, QUIT THAT JOB. AND JANE'S LEAVING ON THE 17TH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING'S HAPPENING SO FAST. shit. holidays are almost coming to an end, i've not had enough fun! ah fuck it, i'll just have to try my best. REACH THE UNREACHEABLE. hmm anyways, i wanna watch the holiday. kate winslet looks so old now. hmm. AHH anybody wants to watch it with me? oh gosh, nono what am i saying?! i need to mug! it's too hard to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, everything between us now is just candies and roses. i'm so glad. we've been through alot these few months and i'm glad it always turns out well :) thanks darling, for everything you've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/9527/piggyback%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/770361/piggyback%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116602415806558238?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116602415806558238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116602415806558238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116602415806558238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116602415806558238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-year-end-sales.html' title='I LOVE YEAR END SALES!'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116593406501044097</id><published>2006-12-12T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:34:25.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open season. booger.</title><content type='html'>hey i went to watch open season today. and i was going wild with the nachos with extra cheese. i'm so excited about my shopping trip with dixie to haji lane on thurs(although we both have no clue how to get there). vintage here we comeeee! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a wee lil' bit of shopping today. got a top and an earring. HAHAHA. got me smiling quite abit. then dad picked me up for some grandmother's homecooked food time once again. i love the soup she cooks. it's good stuff. anyways, i went over to dannel's house with nigel that day. lard lin yangzhi, dannel, nigel and prem were doing some recording stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/605220/DSC04285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/66536/DSC04285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, look at that look on lard's face. CONCENTRATIONNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/976753/DSC04287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/132091/DSC04287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think tm has cool carparks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/816368/DSC04295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/860225/DSC04295.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have red lights to show that the parking lot is occupied and green lights to show that it's vacant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah what a stupid photo. it's just something to make my entry look longer. oh and i saw funny constructions too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/668420/DSC04298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/807464/DSC04298.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they look like those metal things that are used to make kueh tutus. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i really need money cos i'm going out with dixie. I NEED MONEYMONEYMONEY. i need to shopshopshop. i packed my desk today. an achievement. it was really starting to pile up like crazy. shall leave with a cute shot of fluffy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/263999/DSC04276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/795637/DSC04276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just how many more?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116593406501044097?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116593406501044097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116593406501044097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116593406501044097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116593406501044097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/open-season-booger.html' title='open season. booger.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116580599691353724</id><published>2006-12-11T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T10:59:56.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JANE RETURNS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/126815/DSCN0684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/938116/DSCN0684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee! jane is finally back. i know this entry's a lil' late and everything but nevermind. she came back last tues? and we went out on friday. met at bugis for some mos burger. and wanted to watch a movie. but bugis had pathetic timings and the amount of shows available can be counted with one hand. so we had to go to cold storage to steal a newspaper. went to cine to watch trust the man! quite a good show actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out that i'm not going to malaysia next week. shit. what about my shopping man. i've a shopping date with dixie this thurs. WAHAHAHAAHAS. and i like playing the wrestling game on the ps with nigel:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need money to shop. time to be a good girl. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116580599691353724?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116580599691353724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116580599691353724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116580599691353724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116580599691353724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/jane-returns.html' title='JANE RETURNS.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116519334529933846</id><published>2006-12-04T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:33:21.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures yet again!</title><content type='html'>so here are the pics as promised. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/148311/DSC04166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/626708/DSC04166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel cut his hair AGAIN! oh gosh. it looks different this time. very nice. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple of funny advertisements i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/456836/DSC04167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/762248/DSC04167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/848175/DSC04169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/824794/DSC04169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pathetic bbq that night, pathetic attendance. disappointment man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/110071/DSC04174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/773991/DSC04174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/167684/DSC04171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/454338/DSC04171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/281545/DSC04172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/482588/DSC04172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so boring, dix and i left at 10plus. felt kinda bad for leaving without saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, met nigel yesterday at marine parade for some studying. light one. that ended up to be art lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/958088/DSC04177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/714987/DSC04177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/467243/DSC04178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/605753/DSC04178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/614797/DSC04185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/385996/DSC04185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of these drawings started from me drawing one random thing, and nigel adding on. can anyone tell what are the random things? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/1600/857553/DSC04187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5386/867/320/329076/DSC04187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us on the parkway shuttle bus, that plays stupid hokkien songs. plus, the bus smelt funny, which made me all woozy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee jane's coming back TOMORROW!! let's go shopping together darling!&lt;br /&gt;i need to get so many things, some new havaianas, wallet, pumps, bags, clothes! earrings, necklaces and what not. oh shit. i need to save! christmas is coming! all the presents to buy. oh gosh. save save better save. gotta get my lovelies nice presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116519334529933846?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116519334529933846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116519334529933846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116519334529933846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116519334529933846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/pictures-yet-again.html' title='pictures yet again!'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116502086131688161</id><published>2006-12-02T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T09:16:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IKEA DAY</title><content type='html'>went to Ikea Tampines on thursday for its opening. it was so damn packed! read dixie's entry cos she has nicer photos. i shall just post a few. hehe. anyways there's class bbq tonight then i'll probably post more photos after i get back from there tonight. hehs. ah fuck, just tried posting photos and i can't. WHAT'S GOING ON?! fishcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. shall just type type. photos can wait. met my lovely friends of 5 years early in the morning. val was late! hahaha. funny. anyways, before she came dix and i were walking around wondering where the damn shuttle bus was around tampines mrt. val found it the moment she came! so took the bus which dropped us off at the EXIT. funny driver but who cares, walked to the entrance, they were giving out the heart freebies. and dixie i'm not an auntie! oh gosh. although i must agree that we are ageing everyday. went to get some breakfast, it was packed to the mofo. queued for very long, ate quite alot. ah dixie's photos. (shakes head) i had an artistic shot of both dixie and val with the classic juice we drank but i cant post it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw rachel, louisa, aunty and rachel and louisa's aunty. lol. i was going down the slide and she saw. and gave me the tsktsk look. WHOOPS. i was actually going, 'WHOOO!' as i went down. publicnuisance.com HAHA. anyways, feroz was the heart mascot! HAHA. i was so tempted to push them. ok so mean but the hearts looked like they couldn't see where they were going. after a few hours of walking around, i was feeling a lil' woozy. so took the packed shuttle bus back to tampines central. sat down at starbucks with val and dix. talked for so 3 hours i think before val went to golf. me and dixie walked around tamp and decided to go parkway to pool. nigel, dannel and kaili joined us after for pool as well. then raj came for dinner at macs. what a fun day! more of these pics next time! together with those from the class bbq. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday, went to get my saline for my contacts and went to nigel's house. more wrestling action!! i wasn't in best of moods yesterday so it wasn't a good day for us. thanks for being so understanding yea? glad we're alright already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now, 3 days and jane's back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116502086131688161?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116502086131688161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116502086131688161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116502086131688161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116502086131688161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/12/ikea-day.html' title='IKEA DAY'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116462618864127579</id><published>2006-11-27T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:21:28.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nad has complained to me that everytime she comes to my blog she has been staring at the same goddamn post for ages so i guess it's time to update. HAHAHA. i can't really remember what has happened these past few days except i went to marcus's birthday thingy yesterday. it was an all-neighbour affair so i felt pretty sorang and all. hmmm. but the food was good shit and the company was cool. i did a couple of stupid things though. like falling into his cupboard. sent everyone laughing quite abit. i had no idea the cupboard was open so i leaned against it and lost my balance. HAHAHA. unglam moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel's got the new smackdown game for his ps so that terrence can play. the control's kinda different and i'm still getting used to it. wrestling rocks. HAHA. ok sounds real dumb and i like the rock, i wish he could come back to wrestle, enough of all the movie-making shit la. terrence is going wild with wrestling and he thinks he's john cena. so yesterday at marcus's house he went around smacking everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and last friday, i went to the adidas post season sale or something like that. SAW CHRiSTOPHER RAJ. and his cute lil' sister. he got the vip thingy cos of his uncle so he could go in earlier at 1oam. the public could only go in at 11am. but thankfully we were amongst the first batch, so we didn't have to wait long. the stuffs there were pretty much uninteresting. actually it was alright, but nothing caught my eye i guess. except that i bought a white bag that looks a lil' bit like dixie's one. adidas too but different pattern. the handle's a lil' longer. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite alot of stuffs happening soon, all the bbq's, farewells, lots of catching up to do with friends. agenda's looking pretty tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow 28/11- catch up with dj, nad and dixie (dixie and i need catching up too!)&lt;br /&gt;wednesday 29/11- last training&lt;br /&gt;saturday 2/12- class bbq and yufan's house and softball senior's farewell thingy at God knows where&lt;br /&gt;tuesday 5/12- RETURN OF THE JANE (JEDI?!HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what else actually except spending time with nigel in between. i am so looking forward to it all. but there's alotta homework and subjects to catch up on. oh gosh, i need to start. which i actually already have, with some GP. 1100 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND VAL I'M SORRY ABOUT YESTERDAY. I WANNA SEE YOU SOON. WHERE ARE YOU?! CAN YOU COME TOMORROW?! LOVE YOU DARLING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna play mahjong soon, whee i miss it. God Bless ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS I PROMISED NAD A PICTURE ENTRY! I SAW YOU YESTERDAY BITCHFACE, STILL DRAGGED US TO A CORNER TO TAKE PICTURE WHEN IT WAS RAINING. SILLY DODO. OK BYE NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116462618864127579?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116462618864127579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116462618864127579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116462618864127579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116462618864127579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/nad-has-complained-to-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116369291705299495</id><published>2006-11-19T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T08:22:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES.</title><content type='html'>hey all, been quite long since i updated. i wanted to update like two days ago but blogger was being a bitch. took so long to upload photos and it disappeared on me too. BITCHFACE. so i'm giving it another shot today. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel came over after soccer :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03878.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03878.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed and were on our way to his house to drop off his stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it rained halfway, so we cabbed over. poor terrence has the pox! ahhh. another scare! neverending scares of the year man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03886.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03886.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute lil' fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, left and went to roxy cos nigel was gonna cut his hair. only like after two weeks. some fast growing hair he has. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03897.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03897.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. stupid face. i think he just opened his eyes. or his eyes are just that small. HAHA, i'm not sure. cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to parkway. walked around that cute lil' shop at parkway too. that sells earrings bags and miscellaneous stuffs. then went to mos burger. MOS BURGER IS LOVE. then went to the airport's viewing mall. snapped some shots. look kinda ghostly here. thanks to the flash and the dark surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY WHAT YOU LOOKING AT!? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03925.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03925.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a memorable night. loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training in the morning, now my body is aching like crazyy. had steamboat at marina south as a farewell dinner cos miguel's going back to phillippines for 5 weeks. lol. shall just put pics and say nothing. getting kinda lazy HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03947.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03947.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03953.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03953.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03954.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03954.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03959.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03959.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent miguel off to the airport, val came! val came! then hung around at the airport for awhile, went to aljunied with nigel and kk to meet marcus kok. LOL. looked at some guitar stuff at swee lee. then went to yangzhi's house for some mahjong which never happened we were all pretty tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC03996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC03996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and the last picture is yangzhi's torn underwear, which kk and nigel continued to severe and stuff it in his cupboard in the end. HAHAHA. anyways, happy belated 6th! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a freaking long entry. sorry for the scrolling. HOHO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116369291705299495?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116369291705299495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116369291705299495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116369291705299495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116369291705299495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/pictures.html' title='PICTURES.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116358856185290517</id><published>2006-11-15T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T19:27:17.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodshit.</title><content type='html'>its been a week, i didn't even realise i didn't blog for so long. ohwells, regarding the pox scare, it's been slightly more than two weeks and i'm still looking remarkably lifelike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave training a miss today. came home took a bath and headed to the school busstop. waited for the rest to come for our service learning at st andrews uh something somewhere. shit, i honestly can't remember. somewhere near changi general hosipital. went to level four of the place to chat with the patients. our level happened to be an all female level. managed to talk to everyone who weren't sleeping or didn't have any visitors. talking to them was definitely an experience. it was actually kinda sweet. met the classmates after that. had a lil' discussion on what we encountered. some of them encountered freaky people, thank goodness the three of us didn't manage to meet any of such. but it was actually kinda funny. all the ridiculous stuffs tarmimi they all were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah and now i'm home. &lt;strong&gt;RAHHH I'M SO BORED&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;P.IN.CH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or now known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THE BONERS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(HAHAHAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are jamming from 8 to 9plus. niceness. i like it when they play swingswing in dannel's house, but of course i wished&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were there that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday played mahjong, i think i whooped them yesterday but apparently all the counting of chips ended up to nothing. cheat my feelings. HAHAHA. played with nigel, fat lard, kylie initially. and ended up playing with fat lard still, rachel and louisa. good stuff. fries were nice and everything. spongebob's still yellow. i'm being random again. speaking of random, met nad, christabel and dix for dinner on monday. was great fun. shit, i got no pictures. which just reminds me to download the shit so i can upload photos once again, so that my entries don't look so plain. hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of getting down to some studying soon, next week? but then once again, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to kl again this holidays during december. probably the second week. WHEE, I HOPE THIS MEANS MORE SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JANE THE HOTTIE'S COMING BACK ON THE 5TH!! CAN'T WAIT CAN'T WAIT! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LurbBxX EuUxX W0RxXx~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shit, just realised that if i go to m'sia, i'd be spending less time with jane! WHAT THE FISH! i gotta protest to my dad tonight! ok i'm feeling rather hungry now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116358856185290517?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116358856185290517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116358856185290517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116358856185290517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116358856185290517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/goodshit.html' title='goodshit.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116308642937717292</id><published>2006-11-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:49:58.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so brave.</title><content type='html'>i've had contact with POXY BOY for the last two days. *GASPS! they should all call me &lt;strong&gt;HEART OF A LION &lt;/strong&gt;or something. HAHAHA. but, all the wounds have crusted over like krusty krab so its not contagious no more! WHEEE. i've made it pass a week or so. i'm so gonna get the vaccination next week, provided nothing happens between now and then. &lt;strong&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;op final dry run tomorrow. i've yet to memorise anything and i'm supposed to change my script. OH LORD HELP MEEE. guess i need to work on it during the weekends. tomorrow at 8am. though its early, but i never need to worry about being late. i stay so near anyways. HAHAHA. i'm being annoying. SLAP ME SOMEBODY! hehe. OH VAL AND DIXIE, LET'S GO OUT NEXT WEEK. after OP. that sickening son of a bitch. can't stand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't the always video just so nice? hehs. i keep playing it over and over again. by the way took a cab to nigel's house today. got some accident near his house. the funny cab driver was saying,' car accident in the middle of the road!' haha, i could obviously see that. then he said,'just like E is in the middle of SEA!' so what did i say? 'UH. HAHAHA. UNCLE YOU'RE VERY FUNNY. HAHAHA. hmmms.', pays and leaves the cab. what a funny uncle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah redundant entry. totally stupid. i gotta go sleep now. good luck to all those with op on fri or mon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116308642937717292?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116308642937717292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116308642937717292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116308642937717292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116308642937717292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-so-brave.html' title='i&apos;m so brave.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116295576631341515</id><published>2006-11-08T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:20:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Always- Blink 182&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/qqHbLdoYZ2E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/qqHbLdoYZ2E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our song, love it. take care, see you. love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116295576631341515?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116295576631341515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116295576631341515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116295576631341515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116295576631341515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/always-blink-182-this-is-our-song-love.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116261436142511948</id><published>2006-11-04T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T11:14:59.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC02242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC02242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC02296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/320/DSC02296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts, my throat is dry, i feel sick. it's so noisy at home. i'm gonna die. and i miss the korean head. the stupid pox is not even here yet. i'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep it all away! and wake up to find that i magically passed the chicken pox period and i'll get to see you again. ahhhh. if i do get it thats a month of separation. i want a month of sleep. sorry dixie for being so cranky. can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody save meeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116261436142511948?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116261436142511948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116261436142511948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116261436142511948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116261436142511948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck.html' title='fuck'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116255914017395927</id><published>2006-11-03T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T21:05:40.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOHOOHOOS.</title><content type='html'>nigel's down with kentucky fried chicken pox. looks like i'm gonna face this chicken pox scare again 2 times in a year. last time was nad that slut. who hugged me with a bubbly shoulder. always irritating me with the phrase,'BIG BUBBLE BURST'. so annoying. but i escaped that time, doubt i'd be able to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually kinda afraid and paranoid like what dixie and val said but ah even if it comes it'll be next week. now my poor nigel is sick at home and i can't visit him. i feel so so so bad and sad. I'M SORRY. let it come then, at least its during the holidays. but there's work to be done. and i can already see a spotty me on the 17th this month, all alone, sad and cold. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not cried so much for a long time already. was at pastamania after the paper today with the two of them. i looked down at my creamy al funghi, looked down at the empty seat opposite me, thought for awhile and my eyes were blurred already. before i knew it, i had used up 10 of the pastamania serviettes(sp?). i cried for quite a long while, plus the string of people coming into pastamania didn't make things better. so malu. went home after that and went back to school for 2nd dry run. talked too fast and couldn't answer the question for shit. cos i was just too tired and my mind was elsewhere. just came back from my dad's mother's house. dad says my mother's dad's birthday is next tues. i wanna go but i don't wanna go too. it's all too hard to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm still here. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116255914017395927?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116255914017395927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116255914017395927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116255914017395927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116255914017395927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/boohoohoos.html' title='BOOHOOHOOS.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116243828261821150</id><published>2006-11-02T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T11:37:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Long Way 2 Go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/eTcbBoRetdQ" width="300" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassie is as skinny as hell! nice song yeah. (dixie i finally rmbed the title!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116243828261821150?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116243828261821150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116243828261821150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116243828261821150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116243828261821150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/long-way-2-go-cassie-is-as-skinny-as.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116243538081221130</id><published>2006-11-02T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T10:46:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it ends tonight</title><content type='html'>i woke up today feeling totally woozy and blah. i feel like my whole head's about to explode and there's nothing i can do about it. the throbbing shit. i got no panadols at home, say my house is pathetic. (my house is pathetic) OK. it sucks. it looks like its gonna rain, i wanna sleep. the good conditions to sleep. HOWEVER, THERE'S MT As TOMORROW! (oh wow, i reminded myself!) and i've only done 2 out of 10 chaps, which i've totally failed to absorb cos i read it with an unstable mind this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, woke up early to go to school for OP dry run. our group's slot was actually from 1100-1200. however, ms desouza had two classes and she couldn't have split herself in two. so we got ms he siyao instead. and our slot was shifted from 1000-1100. which made me panic a lil' more cos when we were seated outside i only practiced once. so i was third speaker. i spoke slowly cos i had limited stuffs to say. and in the end, she said my pace was good! HAHA. and then the stupid bloody Q&amp;A session i was crapping my way through which she thought was good too. and the stupidest thing was i tripped over jothi's long legs while walking back to my seat.( which is a super short distance) ah the chair saved me. everyone was laughing, shithole. anyways dixie msged kok swee and apparently training starts only after PW ends. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tm, bought a ho kee pau! HAHA VAL LOVES HER PAUS. THE PAU-ER OF LOVE FOR YOU KNOW WHO EH? hahaha. den went to dixie's house cos we didn't know where to go. saw her renovated house. ok maybe partly renovated. good shit. then watched abit of tokyo drift, bloody terriyaki boyz. then watched ali g on youtube. left her house to go bedok. met the sick nigel after playing his soccer and he had to go home to rest. played more mahjong! awhile only la. i lost 70 cents. lol. then cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah my headache's still around. go away, SHOO. i can't concentrate on chinese. half of me is telling me to give up, JUST GIVE UP LA. chinese only. so annoying, i think i'll just read abit more and chuck my book one side already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways my daddy got me my contact lens! hahaha, im so happy! going my grandma's house for dinner tomorrow. i sorta miss her cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things that are bothering right now, and i'm getting pretty worried about it. i guess i'll just have to take things at a time. things at home aren't going well at all, but i'm trying my best not to scream and shout. it's hard to face the truth. and i don't wanna run away from it as well, cos it does not make me any stronger. i don't like to fail. be it failing in different aspects of my life. that's probably where the competitive side of me came about. but the cause of it caused me to be who and what i am today. oh wells, no regrets to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a little insight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will make this right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s too late to fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116243538081221130?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116243538081221130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116243538081221130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116243538081221130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116243538081221130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-ends-tonight.html' title='it ends tonight'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116200275788761119</id><published>2006-10-28T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T12:56:16.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promises.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was the class outing. me dix and val couldn't go due to the lack of cash. they went to sentosa and damnit we can't even pay entrance fee. thanks to mahjong the day before, which made my financial standings even worse. i even had to let the lard treat me to dinner. AH but i paid for my own drink! ok that doesn't sound any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to bugis or also known as the cheenehnified place to nigel in the afternoon after completing my I&amp;amp;R earlier in the day. i was pulling my hairs out trying to think of how to do it cos i really was braindead. thank goodness he helped me and i sent it to ms desouza already. went bugis to eat mos burger, saw yanxiu. then went to arab street to pick up his bag cos he left it there. after that took 32 to katong, went to parkway to deposit some money then saw masse and zach. after that went to his house, played uno with terrence. fluffy the mad man was trying so hard to hump me, someone should cut his nails cos its so long and scratchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm about to go fetch my mother at parkway then go to her colleague's house for some hari raya lunch thingy. my mother's so bitchy, keep complaining about some other colleague whom she hates. i intend to put some shit in her food and hopefully the bloody colleague will diahrroea all the way. HAHAHA. SO EVIL. I LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't wanna run away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116200275788761119?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116200275788761119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116200275788761119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116200275788761119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116200275788761119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/10/promises.html' title='promises.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116166488349222158</id><published>2006-10-24T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T13:00:12.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see all i want you to do is be my love.</title><content type='html'>hey all! my darling val's gonna start her starvation period tomorrow at 10 am! oh gosh. and for THIRTY WHOLE HOURS. gosh. so yeah, show your support and show the african kids out there some love! DONATE GENEROUSLY! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways added a song to my playlist on my blog. 'My Love' by Justin Timberlake. and damn i'm hooked onto it. but what the fish he sings so fast i cant make out the words. gotta go check out the lyrics at this very instant. so yeah, do yourselves a favour and press the lil' triangle to play it? HAHA. its sucha nice song. i was feeling totally moody for a moment, i thought of this song and played it so now i feel better already. but of course this ain't the only reason why. i've not been quite myself lately, getting pissed over nothing, throwing lil' tantrums and affecting the ones around me. i'm terribly sorry if i've behaved like some bitch recently. i just can't help it. from now on, i'm gonna be more conscious of what i do and how it'll actually affect others and not just throw stupid tantrums cos i'm in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother just reminded me to pack my room unless i want it to be infested with roaches or something. my notes are everywhere on the floor. my table is so filled with things it looks like it will collapse anytime. everything is so dusty and i'm allergic to dust. oh gosh, i so don't wanna go anywhere near it. and after much thought i'm gonna let my hair grow a lil' more before i cut it. maybe i should cut at the end of next month or something. yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the haze situation seems to be improving. and the newspaper says that there'll be more rain in days to come. (ahh i'm still reading them!) there's training tomorrow and i can't wait for it. hahaha, i'm nuts but i need to do something about the lil' tummy thats forming. oh and i forgot to mention that i ran the treadmill with nigel on Deepavali? YEAHHH! working out is good. gotta step it up a notch the next time i do go. anyways school is stupid and i'm glad it's almost over! ah fuck the MT As. shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because, I can see us holding hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see us on the country side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sitting in the grass laying side by side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can be my baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me make you my &lt;s&gt;lady&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;Girl&lt;/s&gt; you amaze me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't gotta do nothin crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See all I want you to do is be my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116166488349222158?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116166488349222158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116166488349222158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116166488349222158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116166488349222158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/10/see-all-i-want-you-to-do-is-be-my-love.html' title='see all i want you to do is be my love.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116122217922637148</id><published>2006-10-19T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T09:42:59.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wow, val's gonna starve herself to raise money. this peace-loving girl is really peace-loving to the max. making me kinda guilty cos i always spend most of my money on food (ah who can tell?) maybe i should eat less and donate some money to val to show her my support! hmm, its strange cos i can never imagine myself doing it, especially not alone. WHAT A BRAVE LIL' GIRL! AND SHE'S NOT EVEN SEVENTEEN YET. hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways first training after promos started yesterday. gosh, i feel so outta shape. my batting is like HORRIDS now. just about every other sports cca had training too. my finger got jammed by dixie's throw in the first 5 mins of training. i was shouting,'im paralysed!' all the time. no drama action ok, real pain. feel like a total weakling. even dixie is running a few kms every now and then. ah, i seem like the only one not doing anything useful. currently, im short of cash. i need cash but im too lazy to work. so many things to buy. contact lenses cos im down to my last pair and if it drops i have to use trendy specs again which i dread alot. i think i wanna cut my hair soon. i dunno so many other things too. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i feel asleep in the hall yesterday and woke up like one hour later. wow, training really wipes me out. now my shoulders ache like hell too. the cpu's back from repair, but apparently its not fixed properly. so its like totally screwed up. how sickening. i want my comp like before. my daddy's sucha lazy bum. anyways im starting to read more newspaper. i know i promised val and dixie like eons ago i'll read it and finally its happening! hahaha. so its all good. im gonna be the next GPG(General Paper God) just like kaili! yeah right. whatever. i almost failed gp. no school today cos it's promotion day. i hope everyone in cheese and co makes it man. i really really do. i hope there's no training over the holidays man. hahaha. im sucha lazy pig. i should hit the gym or sth. hahaha. WHAT A JOKE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116122217922637148?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116122217922637148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116122217922637148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116122217922637148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116122217922637148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-wow-vals-gonna-starve-herself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116091763504427442</id><published>2006-10-15T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:14:12.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"my mouth is full of kiwi"</title><content type='html'>ah check out my interesting entry title. as quoted from dixie. sounds quite cute. i was telling her to say something stupid out loud but she refused. so i asked her why and that's what she said. ok what a totally random way to start an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched talladega nights yesterday! it was hilarious! lol. watched with nigel at like 12.45pm. marina square was so ulu at that time. actually its just the cinemas. i think there were like less than 10 people watching the movie at that time. lol. anyways watched wrestling later on in the day. GO CENAA! ok random. now got quite alot of freaky shows in the cinemas. stay alive(lard's fave show), silk, the possessed or sth like that. whatever. i don't like it. funny shows are always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways got back all the promos results over the weekdays. results were shittified. so many Ss. but i think should be able to promote la. gave school a miss on fri. went for an early breakfast with nigel. haha. at killiney. i miss that place. lol. anyways got something good to say. val said that the chem teacher said im the most improved student. the student with the greatest grade jump. haha. i got chocolate to take tomorrow! MUAHAHAHAS. its all good. I WANNA THANK MY TUTOR AND MY DARLING NIGEL TAY! WHEE. that chem pro. love it. i think after this promos should go golfing with val, cos if you golf, you score well! hahaha, happy for her. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this tuesday is coming and i'm especially happy. training has resumed on every wed and fri. but it won't be the same without val. but its ok, cos health is wealth. meeting deejay on thurs for dinner. miss that goondu. i miss nad too. EH NAD WHY NOT YOU COME ALONG TOO??! i wonder if she still reads my blog too. and i'm so sorry i missed the movie with raj, dix and val. shit man. but i'm sure holidays we'll meet again yeah? right chris? ok shall go play more reversi with my kneegel. nights all. God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, PW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116091763504427442?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116091763504427442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116091763504427442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116091763504427442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116091763504427442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-mouth-is-full-of-kiwi.html' title='&quot;my mouth is full of kiwi&quot;'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116049118271073254</id><published>2006-10-10T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:39:46.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was alot of fun! went to val's house to bake cupcakes! it was quite fun though compared to them im like a lousy baker. lol. went to pool after that. met syaz to pay up my debts. lol. then went bedok with nigel. the cupcakes got squished when i put them in my bag cos i got sick of carrying them around. icing took so long to blend. and it was really sweet and sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways val's maid got some secret admirer who's a b*****. it was funny. he kept calling and we were all hurling insults at him. he even has the house number. dixie claimed i was paranoid cos i kept spinning around whenever there was a sound. just imagine a b***** at your door!! freaky. by the way his name is BABU, and we all made fun of it repeatedly. whoo seeing val shouting some vulgarities is quite cool. sweet lil' girl. hahhaha. peace-loving girls can get wild too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch movie. ANYBODY WANTS TO WATCH MOVIE WITH ME? i ate mos twice today, so im a happy girl. but tomorrow is gonna be a sad day. thanks to econs and maths results. thurs is worst. chem geog gp chi and everything else. SHITHOLE. so now there's still pw to deal with, i've no motherf-ing clue about how to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw wiwienne the cow today. HAHA. MOOOOOOOOO. i actually said that. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116049118271073254?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116049118271073254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116049118271073254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116049118271073254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116049118271073254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-was-alot-of-fun-went-to-vals.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-116018083241175063</id><published>2006-10-07T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T08:27:12.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>and yeah promos are over! i have no clue how i'm gonna do. just hope i don't retain. yesterday was the last paper. human geog. mr sahlan's a nice man, the questions were pretty straight forward and pretty much discussed in class. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cheese and co still have their physics mcq and heard its a killer. the guys plan to screw it i think, not sure. hmm. gonna play mahjong at lard lin's house today. evening time i think. ah i miss my comp. using some stupid laptop now and i can't type properly. i guess i'll update sometime soon. blogging's getting boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-116018083241175063?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/116018083241175063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=116018083241175063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116018083241175063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/116018083241175063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/10/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115908030369599048</id><published>2006-09-24T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T14:46:46.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been doing chem since morning! but apparently the progress is very little. but whatever, little progress is better than none. the clouds have been dark for so long ready but it's not raining yet. JUST RAIN LA. i'm all alone at home now. so peaceful, so quiet. decided against going to the library cos i'm too lazy but i returned dixie's book yesterday. didn't study there though. did tys questions with nigel at mph. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways went to school for geog lecture and tutorial yesterday. i was freaking out (a little) cos i didn't do some of the tutorial. and she has sent me out of class on countless occasions. anyways, was supposed to wait for nigel in school but i went home for awhile. we got a lil' booboo there but everything's ok now! den went to parkway and ate minced meat noodle. blahblah. wanted to rent some shows but we must be above 18. that bitch. nevermind so went to his house, plucked one strand of armpit hair out! HAHAA I KNOW IT SOUNDS GROSS BUT ITS SUPER FUNNY!! played a wrestling game with terrence. that small boy was whooping me can. shit. so embarrassing. did more tys questions. played simon says with nigel, and i said simon says,'pluck your armpit hair' and he plucked THREEE! hahaha. ok we're so silly sometimes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's singapore idol tonight! i'm rooting for both jonathan and hady. but i think hady should win. he deserves it la. got a feeling it'd be boring. especially if i'm watching it alone at home. sheesh. nvm. tkg mass gathering on the 16th oct. how exciting. i doubt i can find my school belt. OH NO. i can't go BELTLESS. can't wait for promos to be over. and it's finishing real soon, in just 12 days! WHEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play mahjong at lard lin's house. i wanna go dixie's house and see her new renovations. i wanna go val's house and bake cookies and brownies. i wanna go to the bird park or some other place(though i hate birds). I WANNA GO OUT WITH THE CHEESE AND CO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mug now, melly. JUST MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it couldn't have been, but now it is. and i'm glad for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115908030369599048?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115908030369599048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115908030369599048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115908030369599048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115908030369599048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-been-doing-chem-since-morning-but.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115893888983188535</id><published>2006-09-22T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:29:58.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all, watched 2 movies this week. john tucker must die and miami vice. MIAMI VICE SUCKS. the only high part of the movie was when lard shouted,'GONG LI'S WEARING A THONG!!' which made all of us laugh. clement had a neck cramp due to the lack of space. kaili kept farting and lard was enjoying himself, being groped by kaili i guess. skipped maths extra lesson for that. stupid advertisement make it so exciting when in actual fact it's so damn draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already friday! one more week to promos! I'M NOT GONNA GIVE UP ON CHEM AND ECONS. i know i can turn those Us into Es. YES I CAN! anyhoo, geog extra lesson tmr. i've not done my freaking tutorial. feeling kinda lazy. i feel like a bloody mugger. cant wait for all of this to be over. 6th october is kinda near actually. exactly two weeks more to freedom! doesn't seem too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life isn't that bad after all. though it ain't like WOW. but it's manageable. and life still goes on. with those certain people in my life, i guess there's nothing much to complain about cos they're all i need :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not gonna affect me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115893888983188535?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115893888983188535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115893888983188535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115893888983188535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115893888983188535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-all-watched-2-movies-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115850213502355821</id><published>2006-09-17T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:08:55.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fourth :)</title><content type='html'>it's been a week. a pretty long week, busy as hell. extra lessons almost everyday. maths and chem are driving me nuts. the fucking school fucking shifted physical geog one day back cos of the physics people. so now physical geog is together with maths. OH WOW. like it's any better. i'm gonna DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks more to promos. actually two days more to mother tongue. one week more to gp and econs. I'M SO DAMN FUCKING DEAD. i've been trying to mug. i'm so scared now. ah shit la. i shouldn't even be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the seventeenth. though it wasn't the perfectest day for us but it's all good. WE LOVE SPONGEBOB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;move along, move along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115850213502355821?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115850213502355821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115850213502355821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115850213502355821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115850213502355821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/09/fourth.html' title='fourth :)'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115789620995223779</id><published>2006-09-10T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:50:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need another lovely weekend.</title><content type='html'>there's so many things going through my mind right now. promos, family, the past, present, future and us just to name a few. thinking too much isn't really good, especially if they start to get to you. thinking of how it affects you and how hurt you are from everything. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've tried to shake it off, tried to pretend nothing happened&lt;/span&gt;. cos the pain inside is much too strong. how much i regret it, how much i hate myself for letting it happen. the rash decisions that one makes in life can bring you so much pain. in turn it brings you so much guilt, till you get so afraid. so afraid of losing someone, or the people you love around you. you get so afraid of the consequences and what would happen. but on the other hand, you're living the lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this feeling in your heart where you tell yourself to smile and move on. but no matter how hard you try you still feel it anyway. there's no way to escape it. it's like a child's nightmare, how you see it on tv, where the lil' kid is running in semi-darkness, away from the monster. the monster grabs you, with his big slimy hands and doesn't let you go no matter how hard you scream, kick and shout. that kind of feeling. it sucks to the max. but i guess everything just leads to one thing. fear. be it fear of retaining, fear of failing in life, fear of being poor, fear of not being able to perform even if you give it your all. or fear of just losing the ones you love. that's the worst. and i can't afford to have that now. not now at least. life just isn't going great for me right now, and i can't imagine what would happen if the worst would to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at the people around me and i can't help but compare myself with them. it doesn't make me feel any better. only worst. much worst. i wanna be happy, i wanna smile. i wanna leave behind all my pressure and worries. but it's all so hard. life is so hard. there are so many variables to consider, so many hurdles, so many things that make life in such a way that you wish you could just skip the whole process and just take the expressway to the land of dreams. where everything is perfect and sweet. how dumb. what a stupid thinking, but that's how i wish life could be like this for me. at least i know, there'd be no tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be smiling, you'd be there holding my hand. everything's picture perfect. for now, i can only paint this picture in my head and hold it in my heart. where no one can take away from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115789620995223779?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115789620995223779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115789620995223779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115789620995223779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115789620995223779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need-another-lovely-weekend.html' title='i need another lovely weekend.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115785688957336905</id><published>2006-09-10T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:09:18.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely weekend :)</title><content type='html'>what a cold, dark sunday morning. it's so hard to believe that tomorrow is back to school! so fast. i hate to admit but i haven't been using the holidays to the fullest. it's only three weeks to promos! wake up call man. i need to push myself harder. bahh. now till the 6th of october. YEAH PUSH ONNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday went to nigel's house to prepare some food. cheese and co went earlier to prepare the food for the birthday bbq. apparently we forgot to bring some food down that day. LOL. we took sucha long time to start the fire. eventually, we let the maids do it. they were pro with those big-ass charcoals. then the people started coming. so they ate, the guys gayed around, the barney song was funny. lol. nigger music too. they were dunking people into the pool too,the guard looked like he was gonna kill us. played with some kiddy car. it was fun. then came the cake cutting. shit. HAHAHA. they were forcing us to kiss! lol. nvm, so ya they pushed him, some people pushed me and we got a mini concussion. can still feel the bump on my head. hahaha. violent people. then they decided to off the lights. so i figured it was alright cos we were all in semi-darkness anyways. lol. then there was cake fight. omg. not good. everywhere was so messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the cake shit, most of the people started leaving. we had to clean up. hmm, only dixie, lard, bj, prem, kk, paul, chris, nigel and i were left? i dunno if i forgot anyone. initially, went to the poolside to drink, nigel broke the drain when he jumped from so high. so yeah, we sat down somewhere and talked for a long while. before the guard who gave us the killer look came again and chased us back. vodka and pepsi, vodka and juice. funny la. lard lin got a lil' tipsy. so yeah, went back to nigel's room. opened nigel's presents. hahaha. then paul, bj and chris left at around 3am. the rest of us stayed on. ate noodles and stuff then lard went home at 6. what a funny time. then the rest of us decided to sleep. 5 ppl squeezed into two beds. tsktsk. before we all fell asleep, everyone was talking shit. hahaha. laughed alot. i had stomachache and couldn't sleep properly. woke up at like 9 plus. ate dunkin donuts and the three of them went home. lol. we slept awhile and went to play tennis with marcus and clement. i suck to the mofo now. i even hit marcus on the chin. i got so tired i went home early at like 9plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, still tired but i gotta STUDY. GOTTA PUSH ONNNNNNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;thanks for making my weekend so lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115785688957336905?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115785688957336905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115785688957336905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115785688957336905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115785688957336905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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being emo, there are two different kinds. one kind are those people who emo over nothing and the other kind is when they DO HAVE something to emo about. i'm the latter. i'm not bullshitting. so please chris, sorry but just stop talking about it. if you're just joking then i'd say it's not really that funny, cos that joke got me good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel absolutely horrid now. like a patch of grass that has been stepped on repeatedly, some gum someone has spat out, just some piece of shit la. i don't wanna talk about this anymore. until i see the need to type shit like this out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera- The Voice Within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Young girl don't cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here&lt;br /&gt;When your world starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young girl it's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your tears will dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll soon be free to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're safe inside your room,&lt;br /&gt;You tend to dream&lt;br /&gt;Of a place where nothing's harder&lt;br /&gt;Than it seems&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants&lt;br /&gt;Or bothers to explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of the heartache life can bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That will guide your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll learn to begin to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young girl don't hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll never change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you just run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young girl just hold tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soon you're gonna see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your brighter day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in a world where&lt;br /&gt;Innocence is quickly claimed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's so hard to stand your ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're so afraid&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand&lt;br /&gt;For you to hold&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost outside,&lt;br /&gt;Look inside to your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That will guide your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you'll learn to begin to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, yeah, hey, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It can take you anywhere you choose to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As long as you're learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll find all you'll ever need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Be strong)&lt;br /&gt;Break it&lt;br /&gt;(Hold on)&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it&lt;br /&gt;(Be strong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just don't forsake it because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(No one can tell you what you can't do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No one can stop you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;And like your oldest friend just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then you'll find the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That will guide your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll learn to begin to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust the voice within, oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don't cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here&lt;br /&gt;When your world starts to fall&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115755789518125909?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115755789518125909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115755789518125909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115755789518125909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you lay with me and just forget all about the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115745742377601055?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115745742377601055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115745742377601055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115745742377601055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115745742377601055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115733721332084626</id><published>2006-09-04T06:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:57:20.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile man. c'mon just do it.</title><content type='html'>i had a talk with daddy over breakfast just now. looks like things aren't really going good. she needs help. but the problem is, she's not even helping herself. there's nothing i can do, but to do my best in school, get better grades and not to make them worry for me. after all, i ain't a lil' kid anymore, and my dad has more important things on his mind. i feel funny talking about such serious shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall talk about something funny. my dad gave me some panasonic battery operated pencil sharpener this morning. it's seriously battery operated, you stick the pencil in and you can actually feel the vibration of the wood being cut off. damn funny. HAHAHA. i shall bring it to school someday. oh and today i took cab twice. ah, i can't control myself. the weather is either too hot or i'm just real lazy to take a bus. THIS HAS GOT TO STOPPPP. i gotta cut down cut down. blah. holidays are here! but it'll whoosh past before i can say anything. stupid shit. time to mug hard. i need to mug. ah but my attention span is something of a three year old. damn, this is bad. as i said earlier, i ain't a lil' kid anymore. gotta wake up man. hmm. this week should be quite fun. grocery shopping with cheese and co either wed or thurs for the bbq on fri. not going home on fri night. gonna chill with the cheese and co. whee. sounds fun. NO BOOKS PLEASE. hahaha. oh wait a minute, i almost forgot about the extra lessons, maths on wed and chem on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need to do now is to stay happy! SMILE AND THE WHOLE WORLD SMILES WITH YOUUU! (ah, this happy stuff is too enthu for me. hoho. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i smile when i think of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115733721332084626?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115733721332084626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115733721332084626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115733721332084626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115733721332084626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/09/smile-man-cmon-just-do-it.html' title='smile man. c&apos;mon just do it.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115712839028027488</id><published>2006-09-02T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T00:33:10.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fucking hate this life of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing to look forward to anymore. nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss val and dixie. i wanna hug them. so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115712839028027488?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115712839028027488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115712839028027488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115712839028027488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115712839028027488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-fucking-hate-this-life-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115668464715129784</id><published>2006-08-27T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:17:27.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i always wanted you to be mine.</title><content type='html'>hey all, kindly ignore the previous post when i was just not in too good a mood. but everything's alright now. or at least i think so. but yeah, it's all good. i'm a good girl today. i stayed at home and didn't go out for one whole day. did geog and chem! whoo, good start. i like the hardworkingness. i keep thinking about hakim's line, about 'not going down without a fight.' a fight meaning mugging of course. yepyep. so i was mugging at home alone. the parents decided to be nice and give me some space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly things happened. my parents went to get a new vacuum cleaner, its small and petite. just like the two lil' girls. and it's black. just like dixie. hahaha. alright just joking woman. and they got it at some warehouse sale crap. then they had this, 'buy one get something else for 1 buck kinda shit.' so they got a fan. a one dollar fan. OMG. some ulu-fied brand too. GOLDENFUJI? some japan shit i suppose. stupid. it's so flimsy and weak you have to hold on to the neck when you wanna change direction. HAHA. anyways that's not all. they called me and asked me where the idols were gonna be yesterday. hahaha. so i told her west mall and toa payoh hdb hub. and they really went to see the singapore idol contestants! omg. mother says paul is handsome. haha. whatever man whatever. according to nigel, some friend says that his face looks like it's banged down by train? something like that i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having serious stomachaches for the past week till now. it's not good. diarrhoea-ed in the afternoon. it was dreadful. but i still continued to mug. whoo, check out the determination. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched snakes on a plane on friday night. that gross shit show. yuckyuck. but the company was good. dixie, nigel, lard now known as round boy, clement and kaili. went to marina, on the way home had serious stomachache. badddd. i need a doctor. i think i do. anyways the show is gross, i screamed like a mofo. it was freaking cold. didn't like it. me and dixie were freezing in our skirts. val went to be michelle wie and couldn't come. ahhh. sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with nad tomorrow. can't wait. LOVE YOU WOMAN. AH FUCK THERE'S MATHS REMEDIAL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's only us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's only now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A simple wish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's so late tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115668464715129784?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115668464715129784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115668464715129784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115668464715129784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115668464715129784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-always-wanted-you-to-be-mine.html' title='i always wanted you to be mine.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115642852443155364</id><published>2006-08-24T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:08:44.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and it hurt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now when i think about what you said. maybe it is true, everything's my fault. i'm sorry but i can't change anything about me. nor can it change anything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been hurt. real bad. and i can't stop those tears from flowing. maybe i'm just sensitive or i'm being plain stupid. but i really don't know what to think now. i just want to cry myself to sleep. why did everything have to go so wrong? what did i do wrong? why do we always argue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must everything be so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115642852443155364?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115642852443155364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115642852443155364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115642852443155364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115642852443155364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-it-hurt-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115641916467069141</id><published>2006-08-24T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T19:42:39.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>learning journey at raffles museum.</title><content type='html'>hey all. wanted to blog yesterday night but my computer was lagging like shit. it lags all the time nowadays. it took one hour just to load two songs that kk sent me. YEAH IT'S THAT BAD. my apologies abcdefghijKK! hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways had learning journey again. twice a year. damnit sia. but this time it was with the team, last time was with the class to cpib. anyways we went to raffles museum which is actually situated in nus. yep. so yeah that place is basically a collection of the plants and animals that raffles found or named or sth. i dunno. took some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03468.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a bird! i hate birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03469circled.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the bird's scientific name. now we know why its black. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03470.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some big ass marlin fish. 3.3 meters! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03471.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's dixie next to the elephant bone. HAHA. small lil' girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03472.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE TOUCHED A CLAMMMM!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03473.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dixie the otter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03474.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val the flying fox! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03477.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me the fish? i dunno what the fish is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03478.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A BIRD. I HATE BIRDS. (i must've said this so many times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03479.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and a pretty collection of butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back on the bus, the three of us were attacking sadiq(head) with paper balls. it was real fun. hoe ann was the innocent victim, arif and umby joined in from time to time. hahaha. mr koh had to pick up the paper balls for us. hoho. sadiq is such a dickhead. SADIQHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just came back from the airport. did only two chaps of geog. geog test tomorrow, may the force be with me. and damnit promos are coming and i got so many things to do! i'm sucha busy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everytime my phone rings, i hoped it's you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but somehow, i just get disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115641916467069141?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115641916467069141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115641916467069141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115641916467069141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115641916467069141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/08/learning-journey-at-raffles-museum.html' title='learning journey at raffles museum.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115590840345301710</id><published>2006-08-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T21:58:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe how long i've not been blogging. nonetheless, i have no clue why i have no clue what to blog about. maybe a few random photos or something. econs test tomorrow! on a saturday! dumbshit. oh ya! DUMBSHIT is my new favourite word. inspired by lard lin yangzhi. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, now for some photos of dixie and tarmimi on a fine gp lesson earlier this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03401.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are they both so camera shy. ACTION ONLY EHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03402.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! TALK TO HIS FAT HAND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03403.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whisperwhisper* oooh, tarmimi telling a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEM LESSON. CAM WHORING AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03411.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE! omg val, dun smile. NOT SUPPOSED TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03413.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE! good stuff. check out the overlapping fingers. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should take more pictures of my classmates. they're funny people. anyways, kwan yee brought to school freddo the choc frog. HAHAHA. i enjoyed mine. wheee. pw is always so fun. jothi was helping people to read their palms. once again my palm reads that i've two children. LOL. and my life is not long not short. ah i like how that sounds. hahaha. funny shits. OH AND I WAS PLAYING ROCK A BYE BABY WITH DIXIE. she was the baby. it looked wrong. and gp was totally sick, some passage about female genital mutilation. OWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday made three :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115590840345301710?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115590840345301710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115590840345301710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115590840345301710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115590840345301710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cant-believe-how-long-ive-not-been.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115517126514205464</id><published>2006-08-10T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:49:03.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!</title><content type='html'>its a holiday and i'm up again to blog! hahaha. i'm really a morning kinda person. apparently i'm gonna study today, feel a teensy bit guilty for having too much fun the past few days. heh. on tuesday, had celebrations in school. it was boring but i had to go to pass up my 3months due greencard. the student's particulars shit. lol. the most amazing thing is, I WAS ALONE! no dixie, no val! OMG. WHAT A FEAT! hahaha. see dix, i'm as brave as you. was slacking around with nigel, dannel, lard and kk till mr ong chased us back to the hall. ahh. when the celebrations ended it was abt 11. nigel and i went to eat fish porridge and took 12 to cityhall. where we spent the whole day there. i bought my chuck taylors and he bought a shirt. yeap. saw some of his friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways at night was the fireworks. we were walking over from peninsula to marina bay by around 8. the fireworks only started around 9. it was freaking hot and stuffy but we got good seats. eh i mean stands? WHATEVER. hahaha. took some photos of the fireworks! I LOVE FIREWORKSSS!!! but i kept pressing at the wrong times when the sky is practically empty. hahaha. so ya these are the more successful pictures. ah pardon the low quality. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03254.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SKYLINE BEFORE THE FIREWORKS STARTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03273.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03258.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03275.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03266.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03261.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC03255.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH, NICE RED FIREWORKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh ya, forgot to mention that there was a roach crawling around where everyone was sitting. scared the shit outta me. oh and i sneezed damn loudly and this malay woman smiled at me sweetly somemore. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was national day! watched the parade with nigel's family on tv. the view of the fireworks isn't too bad actually. lol. went for abit of grocery shopping and dixie called. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SORRY DIX AND HAKIM FOR NOT GOING FOR THE FIREWORKS THING WITH YOU GUYS&lt;/span&gt;. i'm sure it was fun. i can't play louisa's bowling game for nuts. and nigel keeps saying i'm competitive with my trendy specs on. LOL. terrence and fluffy must have wrestled for like more than an hour cos fluffy kept grabbing terrence and humping him, then terrence kept hitting fluffy. AIYO. not good. damn i didn't take a picture. heh. uncle sent me home after that. ahhh. feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that goondu hasn't replied me since i messaged him like one hour ago. what a korean pig. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STUDY DAY TODAY, I HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115517126514205464?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115517126514205464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115517126514205464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115517126514205464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115517126514205464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115487486502994842</id><published>2006-08-06T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:37:07.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANNA GO NDP!</title><content type='html'>i'm back from nigel's house. wanted to study initially. ended up watching alot of tv. but i did some part of a geog tutorial. better than nothing la huh. i didn't stay home yesterday, met nigel at tampines. kaykay went to cut his hair. which didn't turn out too good apparently. anyways, we watched click! it's nice. at least we both thought it was. after the show, rushed to city hall cos there was gonna be fireworks at 9 at marina bay. I LOVE FIREWORKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clement, kaili and dannel the braces kiddo were already at carls' junior eating their hearts out. i was feeling kinda sad cos we were kinda late for the fireworks already. just imagine hearing it but not seeing them. kinda disappointed. however, managed to catch a glimpse of it for the last 5 mins, that cheered me up abit. after that went back to cj to find the guys. ate some fries and wanted to take a cab home. but we had probs finding an atm. ah headachey. reached home at like 11? yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched abit of starwars (boring shit), hitch, she's the man, boston red sox vs tampa bay match on tv with nigel just now. haha, we're such slackers. but i make sure i'll get my ass down to studying now. chris just said something that really motivated me, fuck its scary. LOL. val and chris would know yea. hahaha. i'm so damn dead, i've yet to pass up my eom. shits. this week is another slack week. no sch on wed and thurs, tues is celebrations. good stuff. meeting the tk team on fri! finally! HOHO. and i'm glad cos my throat's getting better. and i'm so gonna get my shoes this week. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY GIMME THEIR NDP TICKETSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after tonight, i'm just glad we have each other.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115487486502994842?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115487486502994842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115487486502994842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115487486502994842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115487486502994842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanna-go-ndp.html' title='I WANNA GO NDP!'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115475111416628243</id><published>2006-08-05T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T12:11:54.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was torturous for me. i was already having sore throat, so i wasn't feeling too good. had two matches in the afternoon. back to back. didn't eat lunch. so after two matches which we lost both, i had to umpire two more matches. by then i was kinda pissed off and cranky. to make things worst. i got hit by a flinging bat. the sudden pain made me tear. lol. it was actually kinda funny cos i was saying,'PLAY BALL!' and tears were streaming down. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness nigel came with food and drinks for me. YAY. or else i would have fainted on the spot. however my throat didn't get better this morning. i have a SEXY VOICE NOW. damnit. feel so sleepy. i wanna post pics but i'm too lazy. i miss val. take care of your mouth. wisdom tooth girl. she extracting it on monday. i'm sure you'll still be smart after that. SEE YOU SOON ANGEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm stuck at home again. alone on a saturday. not feeling too good at all. i wanna sleep the day away but the seconds keep ticking by, which means promos are coming!! in two months. why so fast. argh. i dun wanna study today. damn tired. i miss nigel. i miss sissy. i miss everybody! parents leaving home soon. good. some peace. i wanna sleep nites world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a totally pointless entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115475111416628243?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115475111416628243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115475111416628243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115475111416628243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115475111416628243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/08/yesterday-was-torturous-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115442759231624324</id><published>2006-08-01T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:26:38.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have no idea exactly how i'm feeling now. maybe a lil' irritated cos i've got stomach and muscle cramps, plus my eyes are damn dry. damn uncomfortable. i hate tuesdays. they make me wanna sleep. chinese was boring, everyone was sleeping maybe except the cheena ppl from china and their buddies. whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basketball for pe in the morning. commando lee stuck his leg out last minute and tripped dixie. i couldn't do anything but stand there with my mouth wide open in shock. after that he didn't dare to do any sudden movements. poor dixie. scraped her knees and hands. i hope you're alright dear. anyways had our first match yesterday. softball open i mean. we thrashed the other team 18-1. I GOT MY FIRST HOMERUN. muahahahahas. alright. so did dixie, dannel, nigel and miguel. dannel's one was funny. guo en hit until so damn far but he never step on the base. still raise his hands up so high and run. funny shits. then william go and step on the homeplate that was coincidently beside first base. funny like hell. oh and i was pitching. as in just slow toss la. hoe ann kept saying my hand too high up. ahhhh. two matches tomorrow! against hoe ann's and jouie's team i think. ahh. i think we need to win one more team to qualify for the next round. nice. i think we're doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JANE! I MISS YOU TRUCKLOADS!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tell me what more do you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115442759231624324?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115442759231624324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115442759231624324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115442759231624324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115442759231624324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-no-idea-exactly-how-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115417043520969983</id><published>2006-07-29T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T09:05:59.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you have stolen my heart.</title><content type='html'>I CHANGED THE LAYOUT!! it's just a temporary one until i actually bother going to blogskins to check out more skins. this skin's kinda old. never used it before. so here it is. editted quite some stuff so i think it looks kinda weird. but i don't really care, too lazy to. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's another stay-at-home-watch-tv-until-eyes-can-close day. i watched wrestling. HAHA. ok call me crazy but i really like it. and i may not be able to watch them that often anymore next time. actually i did something else other than tv alone. i studied chem and geog! YES HARDWORKING ME. i'm actually gleaming with pride. hahaha. i impress myself sometimes. hahaha. anyways val and dix went for big walk in the morning! ahh! JEALOUS. and none of them are online now to share their experience with me. thats it man. i wish i could walk too. arh darn it, allergy can go pangsai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard some rumblings outside just now. peered out the window and saw some fireworks! national day preview. good stuff. i wanna go too. but i guess it's too late for any tix. I MISS YOU JANE. ok random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is also another stay home day. maybe God wants me to mug. it's all fated. so it's all good. hahaha. i miss my angel, i miss that quacky girl and not forgetting that korean head. shit. in the meantime, pictures will suffice. pictures are good, they capture all those special moments that i don't wanna forget. LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02113.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02749.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="250" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115417043520969983?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115417043520969983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115417043520969983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115417043520969983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115417043520969983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-have-stolen-my-heart.html' title='you have stolen my heart.'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115408396051394987</id><published>2006-07-28T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T18:52:40.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i missed you so.</title><content type='html'>been stuck at home the past two days thanks to the fucking allergy. i'm screwed cos i missed a whole buncha tutorials. hopefully by monday i'll be alright and i can go back to school. i miss school. LOL. i miss the lil' ones. they came over with lunch just now but left ten minutes later to umpire a match. lol. SOFTBALL OPEN! haha. i guess it's gonna be fun. but the organisation of the matches sucks. first match is on monday, 5.45. no idea who we're playing against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to derail my thoughts. away from those thoughts that make me cringe and cry. i wanna think happy thoughts. perhaps float to a place where troubles are devoid. but it's all a dream, not reality. when i wake up every morning, i still have to face with the truth. everyday i pray that a miracle might just happen and everything is back to normal. no shouts, no tears, no sadness. just pure and simple happiness. but i know it's nothing but self deception. is this the last straw? is it the end? i hate to know the answers. i rather things remain as they are now. though it isn't all fine and dandy, but at least there's no separation, no barrier between us all. everyday brings us closer to the day we will somehow break free from each other. and i think to myself, why must it be so soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i've got you. i'm gratified with friends like val and dixie. i'm gonna cherish who, what and everything that i've got now. i hate losing things. especially if they're people. the weather outside just so nicely satisfies the mood i'm in now. the gonna-rain kinda sky. how suited. enough of this emo shit. i should start doing something more productive other then sit infront of this computer and sulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115408396051394987?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115408396051394987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115408396051394987' title='0 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lagging quite abit today. not a good idea. not in a good mood to wait for the pics to upload as well. came home early today. left school and skipped 5 periods of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could anyone be so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;with a heart so cold and vicious.&lt;br /&gt;'let him be' she says,&lt;br /&gt;he just wanted to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;could i blame him for his selfishness,&lt;br /&gt;was there something else that led to this?&lt;br /&gt;or was i the cause for all that has happened.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm too tired to care anymore.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/crying.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115383366594032794?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115349555876056977?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115349555876056977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115349555876056977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115349555876056977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115349555876056977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-picture-entry.html' title='RANDOM PICTURE ENTRY'/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115321099624246470</id><published>2006-07-18T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T16:23:16.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm home early today. at 4pm! i can hardly believe it myself. i'm having a funny nose now and all i can smell are the roses. strong smelling things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's times like this when i start to ponder, why do things like these happen to me? watching all those sequels on television all seem so fake. never thought that it would apply to me. on countless occasions in the past, i tolerated with it, even tried to let it slip my mind. but after last night, it hit me harder than i thought. reality. the sheer truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i'm annoyed with her. i never wanted a BF. no not boyfriend. just something else. due to her irresponsible and selfish ways, i'm stuck with this shit. thinking about the future is enough to make me scream. i long to scream my throat hoarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of these rantings, i shall bathe now and do some homework. it's all piling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115321099624246470?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115321099624246470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115321099624246470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115321099624246470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115321099624246470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-home-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115278091692358492</id><published>2006-07-13T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:34:59.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had my a level mt oral exam today. I SCREWED IT ALL UP. how stupid can i get. the passage was easy, but i stupidly read one word wrongly. and the way i read it was so NOT fluent. after that on to the fucking conversation part. something about whether it is possible for the government to ban smoking? or something like that la. told you i screwed it up. i said the first part out of point, so the invigilator had to repeat the question. i started panicing like a moron, 'uh-ing' like god knows how many times. and the worst part was i said SHIT and covered my face with my hands. bloody stupid. after i finished, everyone say i talked so much. but i took so long cos i said everything off point la! feel like screaming already. pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met dj for dinner together with dixie! :) that guy was in a happy mood so we went to fish and co. hahaha. the bill was 55bucks. ahh. i ate 4 prawns. i'm dead cos i'm allergic to them. anyways, halfway through out the meal. dj received a msg. this is how he looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02830.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GASPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how the msg went,'hi i'm xia0boy, wats ur name?' WTF. goddamn funny. so we replied him with random stuff. and this XIAOBOY called him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02832.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, check out that priceless face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so actually XIAOBOY approched this bunch of girls at bedok and this bunch of girls gave him dj's number. haha. dj even said,'I'M NOT A GIRL!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02833.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dj and his model nails. LOOKING GOOD AH. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for dj to come, went to toys r us'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02829.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW, DIXIE LOOKS LIKE A BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier on today in school. took random pics. THE SMILING LIL' ONES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02826.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02827.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i dunno what else to say already. shoulders are aching. don't feel too good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02823.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALK TO &lt;s&gt;THE&lt;/s&gt;HER FAT HAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites all. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115278091692358492?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115278091692358492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115278091692358492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115278091692358492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115278091692358492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-my-level-mt-oral-exam-today.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115228098591105957</id><published>2006-07-07T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T22:03:05.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zoo was fun that day. lazy to upload the pics so i guess dixie's blog's the way to see pics. haha. love those pics man. retarded lard, horny kaili and just nigel being himself is enough to make us laugh all day long. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a short day. not much lessons. but there was training. val didn't come cos she went to be michelle wie. dix and i went to the crepe shop but it wasn't open. i wonder wtf happened to it. bought food and our oreo choco to my house and ate. watched starsky and hutch that shit ass funny show. oh ya my i do i do dvd is cocked up. stupid piece of shit. and once again, me and dixie looked at the weather outside my house window and started to whine. 'OMG, I CAN'T STAND THE BLOODY WEATHERRR!','DAMN FUCKING HOT LA!I FEEL LIKE CRYING! THE SUN SO DAMN BRIGHT!' was what we said just now. usually val would be telling us not to be lazy and go. so ya, still went eventually. and the weather didn't get any cooler. i look tanner again. after training sat down and waited for hakim for his training to end. we waited from 6.15 to 7.30. and the whole time we were sitting at the grand stand bitching. haha. oh ya and talking to pak kiu and baldy. lol. funny people. esp when baldy shakes his booty to the song in his pod. priceless. oh ya, paul left some bottle on the field. and i stupidly went to kick it. and it hurt la, it wasn't empty. fishball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling damn tired now. hands are aching, filled with blisters. even have one with a blood clot in it. gross to the mofo. my shoulders aching too. i need a massage. so much work to do or else i'm going for gp detention. i fucking hate gp la. sheesh, thinking about results make me pissed. need to work harder. pass up my work blahblah. who wants to volunteer to be my motivator or what shit? ah jane, my old motivator. LOL. i feel like sleeping but i can't sleep yet until i hear your voice. HAHAHA. tomorrow is stay-home-and-finish-all-my-work day. yucks. hate it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICK CALL ME YOU :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115228098591105957?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115228098591105957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115228098591105957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115228098591105957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115228098591105957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/07/zoo-was-fun-that-day.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115194301112867989</id><published>2006-07-04T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:22:46.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK FROM KL. REFRESHED AND DROPPED! (dropped from all that shopping!) MUAHAHAS, A FRUITFUL TRIP INDEED. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay so let's start from what happened. drove off on thurs night. reached my uncle's house in kl at around 1am? wasn't that tired cos i slept like a pig on the car. according to my godma, my whole head was on my mother's back. and they pushed me away! mean mothers. anyways, uncle brought us to eat msian bak kut teh. ate like pigs again and went home, slept at 3 am in the morning. shared a room with my cousin. anyways. had stomachache at 5am, got up to take a shit and went back to sleep. next morning went shopping at one utama! nice big place. bought quite some stuffs there. they have a huge pet shop there too. they sell gross stuff. check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/Image000.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only reason why this gross shit is here is because it's green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should probably warn people that malaysian toilets are dangerous. cos i knocked my head on a metal rack there. omg. i think i had a 3 second concussion. still hurts like nobody's business. at night went to eat crab and brought some home to eat and watch soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, did more shopping! at Sungei Wang and Times Square. had a huge headache while walking halfway. must've been the concussion that caused it. wanted to go back but they bought panadol for me. got a lil' better after that. must've been the mango sale that helped. MUAHAHAHAS. at night went to some stupid pasar malam, was so hot and stuffy and squeezy. some GRINDING PARTY there man. the funnyt hing was halfway while everyone was squeezing. there was alot of screaming from the stall holders. all of them started keeping their stuff and moving them away. as if the cops were coming. pirated stuffs are bad for health. NOT GOOD AH. at night watched soccer again. WHEE PORTUGAL! didn't stay up for brazil match. KNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally the freaking last day away from spore. got woken up by my godma, woke up reluctantly. anyways, drove to someplace called bukit tinggi. stopped halfway for lunch at macs. i got pissed cos they wanted to stay in msia for one more day to go genting! they actually wanted to do that! at the expense of having to cheat my feelings! i decided to just sleep in the car after that and not say anything. by the time i woke up i thought i had gone to another country. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02671.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02673.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo, the nice view from the TOILET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02672-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ancient car at the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE AT FRENCH VILLAGE AT BUKIT TINGGI. scenery was fab. more pics below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02674.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice outfits. a pity i couldn't try them. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02676.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY FRENCH VILLAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02675.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, it's a goose! so cute. but so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02677.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02679.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand catherine sometimes. act cute only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02680.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilled out parents. nice face mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02681.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french village again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02682.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh some aussie guy selling organic dragonfruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02686.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IT WASN'T THAT LONELY! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that took a mini non aircon bus to japanese village next. the wind was so damn strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02688.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02690.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goofing around with the folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came along another mini bus that emitted black smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02691.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! SMOKE ALERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02697.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02698.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon entering the botanical gardens at japanese village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02699.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, it's a baby strawberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02700.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02703.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE ROAD LESS TRAVELLED. DAMN THE STAIRS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02702.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can hear some voices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02701.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah poor daddy. my personal photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm finally done. it's already midnight! ahh. love kl. missed spore alot though. glad to be back. went to watch superman with nigel today. his sisters straightened my hair and took more pics! but i'm too lazy to upload anymore. ahh. back to school tmr. hate the feeling. ohwells. nites all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115194301112867989?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115194301112867989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115194301112867989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115194301112867989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115194301112867989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-from-kl.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115150454543651416</id><published>2006-06-28T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:38:32.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>leaving one night earlier for kl. leaving tomorrow evening instead. gonna be mia for awhile. played badminton yesterday with cheese and co. it was fun. HAHA. never smashed like some mad cow for quite a long time. haha. now my arm muscle(if there's any) is aching like crap. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways first day of lessons in school, got back 2 papers. chinese and econs. laoshi scared the shit outta us when she first said only 2 people passed. but ya la she was lying. i got a C. YAY. not bad. lol. not exactly fantabulous but it's alright i guess. econs needless to say i failed, didn't even study. just read and read. no absorption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took pics today. of the class and during lectures. thought it was kinda funny so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02663.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the lt, weiming with nothing but his pencilcase on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02664.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE ME UP WHEN THE LECTURE ENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02665.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yakity yak. cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND GET READY FOR THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02666.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="200" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some good shit. CHILLED OUT TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to nigel's house today. not bad ah, someone passed physics! ah but i bet if i took physics i'll whoop you. LOL. RIGHT. anyways, watched the Ali G in da house or sth like that. FUNNY. ahh. love it. watched idol after that and aunty send me home. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll miss ya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115150454543651416?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115150454543651416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115150454543651416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115150454543651416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115150454543651416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/leaving-one-night-earlier-for-kl.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115124971176284070</id><published>2006-06-25T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:40:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slow Tears by Martini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up&lt;br /&gt;as a tear rolls slowly&lt;br /&gt;down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;I think about better days&lt;br /&gt;and wonder if I'll feel that way again&lt;br /&gt;you look at me&lt;br /&gt;with those eyes I know so well&lt;br /&gt;always serious, so deep and insightful&lt;br /&gt;as though you're always in control&lt;br /&gt;But not today&lt;br /&gt;not now&lt;br /&gt;Now you look so scared&lt;br /&gt;like for once you don't have the answer&lt;br /&gt;I gaze at you&lt;br /&gt;looking deep into those hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to understand&lt;br /&gt;why you've said those things you did&lt;br /&gt;I wonder for a moment&lt;br /&gt;if this is all a dream&lt;br /&gt;if I shall wake in the morning&lt;br /&gt;and be relieved&lt;br /&gt;you look at me&lt;br /&gt;with a confusion I have never seen&lt;br /&gt;slowly pull me towards you&lt;br /&gt;and wipe the tears from my cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, some touching shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115124971176284070?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115124971176284070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115124971176284070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115124971176284070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115124971176284070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/slow-tears-by-martini-i-look-up-as.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115111313460695300</id><published>2006-06-24T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T10:32:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting fucking pissed off with my flu. i can't stop sneezing. i think i sneezed ONLY about 246853756 times this morning. FUCK. i can feel the throat worsening too. and i can't stand blocked noses. i think i'm gonna take mc and not take the maths test on monday. i don't give a damn. i hope i run a temperature too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me ridiculous, irritating, grouchy, childish or just plain weird, whatever. i just can't stand myself nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sometimes i wonder if you really appreciate anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;anything at all that i've done for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;nobody understands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&amp; i lost it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/girl.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115111313460695300?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115111313460695300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115111313460695300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115111313460695300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115111313460695300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-getting-fucking-pissed-off-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115094091048558303</id><published>2006-06-22T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T09:55:01.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the last week of holidays are here! ok why do i sound so happy, had pw meeting which lasted for like half an hour yesterday and jothi and xinyi had both finished with at least one subject for common tests. NICE. i should be chionging today but here i am updating. badbad. but i'm sure i'll get down to it later. ahh, self-assurance is good for health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright ignore the crap above. met nigel after the meeting, went to cine to get his pod replaced! yeah! new pod's are good for health too! :) hehe. anyways, since we were at cine so decided to catch a movie. it was around 5 that time. so yeah, someone wanted to watch SILENT HILL. well that someone was definitely not me, i wanted to watch GARFIELD! silent hill was at 5.10, garfield 5.15. DAMNIT MAN GUESS WHAT WE WATCHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, in case nobody realised, silent hill is not under my MOVIES list. i hate horror shows! ok but i guess it was not as scary as, erm, shutter? that was the last scary movie i watched i guess. HAHA. so long ago. final destination3 doesn't count. i got cheated into watching it. HAHA. i prefer nice, heartwarming, funny ones. hehe. came home to watch the portugal and mexico match. fell asleep at the second half but didn't miss any goal. good. by the time i woke up my parents were arguing. i guess that was the reason why i woke up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were quarrelling about going kl. i'm going kl on the 30th june. missing school on friday. stupid la. what a weird timing to go. but i ain't complaining. i'm thinking about shopping. HURHUR. I NEED TO SHOP. BADLYYY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115094091048558303?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115094091048558303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115094091048558303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115094091048558303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115094091048558303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-week-of-holidays-are-here-ok-why.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115069880713323223</id><published>2006-06-19T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:40:39.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I can't believe i'm actually gonna do some dumb tagging shit. but here goes anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How Much Have I Changed Since 3 Years Ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;How old were you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;What grade were you in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Sec 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Where did you go to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Tkgs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Where did you work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Didn't work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Where did you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Tampines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;How was your hairsyle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;OMG. hmm chin-length i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Did you have braces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Did you wear glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;HAHA. yeah. egg shaped ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Who was your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Amigos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;didn't have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Who was your celebrity crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;i honestly can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;How many tattoos did you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;NONE LA WALAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;How many piercings did you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;i think by sec 2 i already had 7. one side 4, the other 3. AHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;What car did you drive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;stupid question. DAYTONA maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;What was your favourite band/group?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;bsb. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;What was your worst fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;training? i dunno. stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Have you smoked a cigg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;NO. TAR FREE LUNGS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Have you driven yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;YA LA DAYTONA LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Have you been to a real party yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Had your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;oh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;17. since 2 days ago :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Where do you go to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;tpjc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Where do you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;still tampines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Where do you hang out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;parkway, tamp, nigel and lard's house. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;How is your hairstyle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;shoulder length, or i tie it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Do you have braces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;NOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Who is your bestfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;val and dixie. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Still talk to any of your old friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;yeah, pri sch ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;i like christiano ronaldo. HOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;Who is your regular person crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;nah, no crushes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;i lost two. now 3 on one side, 2 on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;i can't withstand PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kinda car you drive?&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T OWN ONE, BODOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite singer/group?&lt;br /&gt;The all-american rejects. rihanna. Dashboard confessionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you smoked a cigg?&lt;br /&gt;MY LUNGS ARE STILL TAR FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten drunk or high?&lt;br /&gt;yeah sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to a real party?&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 3 people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;val&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dixie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hakim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;what boring crap. NAD. thanks la. tsktsk. now i've to pass the pain on to my friends. tsktsk. LOL. more pics of yesterday's outing another day. went out with hakim for pool and later r.v with nad and hakim. fun. :)) watched world cup at macs too. whee. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115069880713323223?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115069880713323223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115069880713323223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115069880713323223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115069880713323223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-cant-believe-im-actually-gonna-do.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115059906356530265</id><published>2006-06-18T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T11:06:51.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a happy birthday. swensons's good stuff. whee. shall just post pics and say nothing more. LAZINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that blur toot. ok i dun look any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't look at me eat la. act cute seyy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chompchomp! UNGLAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNGLAM TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FREE ICECREAM. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE BACK VAL. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the CHOCOLITIC CAKE TOO KNEEGEL. LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="200" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115059906356530265?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115059906356530265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115059906356530265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115059906356530265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115059906356530265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-had-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115051974050994571</id><published>2006-06-17T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T12:56:39.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 68% Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/happy-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a very happy person. Generally, you feel content and that all is right with the world.Occasionally, you have a down day - but you have the ability to pick yourself right back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;How'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Happy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, of course i'm happy. lalala. (i'm not horny nad!) thanks kneegel for the nice choc cake. :)) i shall keep some for val and dix to eat when they come back. I MISS VAL. THANKS FOR CALLING ME. IT MADE MY DAY. I MISS DIXIE TOO. COME BACK MY LIL' ONES. lol. thanks to those who wished me a happy bday too!! yay, gonna go out with my parents for lunch, den with kneegel for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm one happy girl. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115051974050994571?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115051974050994571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115051974050994571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115051974050994571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115051974050994571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-68-happyyou-are-very-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115042435307343690</id><published>2006-06-16T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:19:13.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah new skin, i kinda like it. cos it's back to GREEN again. hahaha. and i like the wishlist crosses and all. according to nad, it looks weird to people viewing it in internet explorer. ah damn, MOZILLA is the best. cos i can't go to tpjc.net on explorer. fuck it. cookies shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nad came over yesterday, when i was still editing the template. and i realised that i've been doing it the wrong way all the while. no wonder i always take so long just to edit template. stupid man. so ya, THANKS NAD FOR MAKING THIS PROCESS SMOOTHER. ahh, goodness. dix has left for bintan. miss that woman to the mofo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, looks like the day i've been anticipating for is finally gonna be here! in uh 13 hours? HAHAHA. and nad, i thought you were a good friend. you actually wished me on the wrong day!! that's it man. that chris also another dodo. tsktsk. i'm kinda bored at home, i wanna go outtt. i wanna play mahjong again. shit. nevermind, wait for dix and val to come back first. ZOO OUTING! hoho. can't wait. maybe i should study. hmm, nah. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115042435307343690?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115042435307343690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115042435307343690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115042435307343690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115042435307343690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/ah-new-skin-i-kinda-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115035310362817597</id><published>2006-06-15T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T14:31:43.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;igottachangeforthebetter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of all the tears and the incessant tantrums. i've had enough. it's time to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't take this anymore. i can't screw up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. not this time, i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself not to fall in too deep and now i've done it again. put that aside, i can do it. it may seem weird and impossible at first. it's about others now, not myself. i gotta keep that in mind. i just have to. i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115035310362817597?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115035310362817597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115035310362817597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115035310362817597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115035310362817597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/igottachangeforthebetter.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-115016644890096976</id><published>2006-06-13T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T10:54:48.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt so terribly sad the moment i woke up today. my beloved angel, val, has left me and gone for holiday for a week. ahh, so sad. COME BACK SOON!! and dixie's leaving on friday. ahh double attack. this feeling sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched cars yesterday with dear dixie. freaking long cartoon. 2 hours. kid shows are usually short and sweet. but cars was super long. i yawned like 3 times and i sneezed damn loudly too. it wasn't boring though, it was nice. YEAHH. the guy sitting next to dixie had super SKYHIGH hair. which i looked at for very long. dixie said i had a stupidly funny face. HAHA. we watched it at plaza singapura. come to think of it i never go for damn long and i dunno which way to walk. lol. the last time was probably with alexi to buy cloth. HAHAHA. so long ago. anyways everywhere is SALE now. I SO WANNA GO SHOPPING. ARGH. the agony of it all. nevermind. i can control myself. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nigel, clement and dannel at parkway for dinner. shared a pasta with dixie. den she had to go home. parents msged and picked me up too. good stuff. haven't been studying at all. feel like giving up. what's the point of studying so much anyways. ahh, i think i'll still TRY to later. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;iloveyousomuch.&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-115016644890096976?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/115016644890096976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=115016644890096976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115016644890096976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/115016644890096976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-felt-so-terribly-sad-moment-i-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114983083782249995</id><published>2006-06-09T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T13:27:17.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one matters to me as much as you do. say you'll be fine. please, for me at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114983083782249995?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114983083782249995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114983083782249995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114983083782249995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114983083782249995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-one-matters-to-me-as-much-as-you-do.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114960005955780100</id><published>2006-06-06T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:30:23.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had diarrhoea like 3 minutes ago. now i feel so shagged. lol. today was a fun day cos i met chris raj! yay. or should i say we planned to meet at tamp. den took a bus down to parkway. anyways dad has left for jb for 2 days. i took a pic of the bag he was gonna bring la. omg, thank goodness he DIDNT bring it in the end. check it out. just imagine a man carrying it. *FAINTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02460.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02461.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raj and the squirrel. the one he claims he's as cute as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate yoshi with raj den walked around for super long. waiting for nigel and lard. met them and went to play pool. i suck at it now. argh. never play for awhile and i suck now. tsktsk. went to coffeebean to slack afterwards. i ate icecream. i think it's the icecream that gave me the tummy ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE WENT HOME AFTER THAT. i actually reached home at 7 plus. lol. the goondu was sleeping like a log cos he only slept 2 hours during tennis chalet. hahaha. snapped two pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02463.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, someone sleeping like a log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d87/mellehh/DSC02465.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, mouth open so big.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny day. training tomorrow then we're meeting nad. i wonder when i'm actually gonna get down to study. damnit lazy la. stupid chemaths. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114960005955780100?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114960005955780100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114960005955780100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114960005955780100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114960005955780100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-had-diarrhoea-like-3-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114950433271721890</id><published>2006-06-05T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T18:57:37.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back home after a super slack training, did light throwing stuffs and sit down batting. but i got a super pain blister now. blah. feeling super blah now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting nad for dinner with val and dixie on wed after training. YAY. miss you la. dun say i treat you LIDDAT ok. lol. wed's training is the last training of the holiday. so weird. shouldn't have training during the holidays in the first place. i haven start studying yet, ah screw midyrs la. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; like crap. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114950433271721890?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114950433271721890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114950433271721890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114950433271721890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114950433271721890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back-home-after-super-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114926348710258583</id><published>2006-06-02T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:51:27.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC00943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/200/DSC00943.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! JANE CALLED ME! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was screaming like some nutcase. i'm so happy. i called val too. and we conferenced together. loved it. i can't really remember much about what we talked but i did remember that jane giggles girlishly now. cuteness. and she's still lagging cos she claims the connection is slow. really? or maybe that woman was just sleepy. she gave us her address so we are gonna write her letters. and perhaps fed-ex over something from mos burger. LOL. ah the excitement is still running inside me. never see that woman for a month plus. miss her to the MAX man. I LOVE YOU WOMAN. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to today. kneegel came over with fish porridge. yay. felt so much happier after that. we watched honey and wrestling. super funny. den he had to leave cos my dad was coming back at 3.30. watched more wrestling with my dad, i was dozing off on the couch. dad shooed me to bed. so i slept at 4.30 and the next time i woke up it was 7.30! called val and talked abit of crap to her and watched xmen. and den that giggling woman called. ahh love it. today's a good day. hopefully tomorrow will be too. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 weeks more. HOHO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114926348710258583?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114926348710258583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114926348710258583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114926348710258583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114926348710258583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/omg-jane-called-me-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114912503389975472</id><published>2006-06-01T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T09:27:08.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm up so early today. i'm up so early everyday. training yesterday was fun. not tiring. just that the weather was freaking hot and i got a lil' darker. coach asked me about going down to nat'l training and combined schools selection?! crazy. i got no time but i dunno how to say also. but i'm not really sure whether i wanna go ornot. blahness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday val came over with beef fantastic! yay. ate it and watched the stupid show again. it was raining at first but the sun shone like nobody's business soon after. trained and came home with val. val was showing me how to microwave the dumpling and i knocked my head on the door of the opened cabinet. so now i have a baluku again. just as the other one just healed. bathed and everything and met nigel, clement and yangzhi at tanah merah. didn't watch soccer, went to golden mile to eat claypot rice instead. i couldn't finish it. too much. I GOT A SUDDEN CRAVING FOR MAHJONG MAN. but nono, today's me and nigel's studying day. although it seems a lil' weird to be studying on the first week of holidays but it's alright i guess. i know i'll dilly dally somewhere in the middle of the month. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap i want to play carrom, mahjong, pool, bowl and go to the ZOO. those two dodos are leaving me in two weeks. blah. we better plan some outing soon. a HUGE cheese&amp;co outing. not to mention we wanna meet up with nad too! ahh. i'm so busy. so i guess it's right to study today. haha, yeah right. self delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that kneegel's still asleep. what a stupid pig. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything's gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 more days. :))&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114912503389975472?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114912503389975472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114912503389975472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114912503389975472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114912503389975472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-up-so-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114891165437144287</id><published>2006-05-29T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:31:52.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST REALISED THAT IT'S BEEN AGES SINCE I LAST PLAYED POOL. hahaha. feels weird. i can see chris going, 'ah see that rich girl likes to pool everyday.' i've said it a thousand times and i'll say it again, I'M NOT RICH. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for nothing today. maths lecture turned out to be tutorial. which my class already finished the syllabus for the test. so went to the library to slack/sing/ laugh and do stupid things. haha. after that ponned chem went to macs to meet cheese and co. went to dannel's house after that. WHOA. nice house man. haha. played some hoops with kneegel. stupid fella. HAHA. den sadly, we had to go training. bloody hot day. everytime dixie and i look at the sun we feel like crying. serious. we'll whine and sulk and val will give us that, we-have-to-go-training-no-matter-what face. so we'll reluctantly go anyways. HAHA. we love you val. yay. you really know how to discipline us. you're the mother! ok i'm saying random shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i forgot to say that i banged my leg against dannel's chair in the hall when i was drinking water. got a fucking blueblack. alright no big deal i know. but there's a big deal going on. val and dix aren't gonna be around for my birthday. when they told me before the geog test. i was tearing. ahh. feels funny la. not having them around with me on my special day. but i got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;  this year, what more can i ask for? hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eighteen days more. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114891165437144287?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114891165437144287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114891165437144287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114891165437144287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114891165437144287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-realised-that-its-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114856804454845190</id><published>2006-05-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:45:56.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC02148.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/200/DSC02148.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/1600/DSC02163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5386/867/200/DSC02163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, this is my angel val and dixie the plopper. whom i owe a treat at crystal jade according to chris. funny shits. i feel like i'm not spending enough time with the two of you nowadays. i feel bad. but holidays are nearing. time to catch up with ya'll again. it might seem funny cos we've been friends for so damn long, but these few days have been weird, feel kinda distanced. i'm sorry dears! i miss you all. angel and plopper. haha. so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests have started. screwed my econs up but i guess its alright. geog tomorrow and i'm off to watch melody's performance. yay. MELLY MELLY! look out for me like i'll look out for you aye!  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday's in another 3 weeks. that silly goondu spilled the beans on what we're gonna do on the 16th. stupid kneegel. but nvm. i love you all the same. for your randomness, your stupidness. everything. yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i see forever when i look in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114856804454845190?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114856804454845190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114856804454845190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114856804454845190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114856804454845190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/ahh-this-is-my-angel-val-and-dixie.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114830536240902934</id><published>2006-05-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:42:42.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another fun day in my life. life's always interesting when i have my friends and you. HAHA. the best of both worlds, like how you say it. hehe. had pe after chem lecture today. someone was in a bad mood. scream scream at us then told us to play soccer. ahh. the moment the game started i dribbled and scored with my left foot. HAHAHA. we won the other class 4-0. OWNAGE I TELL YOU. hahaha. i scored two today. lalalalalas. JOGA BONITO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths after that, had a test. got zero for it. HAHA. ok so did everyone else i guess. guo en just sat there and didn't bother writing anything. funny. then had mother tongue, val and i kept laughing at people cos they read bloody slow. tsktsk, we are mean. laoshi is leaving next term, i'll miss her to the mofo. tomorrow's the last lesson! AHHH. sad, i've never met a nicer teacher. seriously. blah. ohwells, then had econs. another freaking test. i've not touched much of econs yet and the test is on thurs. fuckshit. i'm dead. good luck to myself. wrote crap and mr ong told us its not a real test. ahh, cheated us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, got crepes and honeymilk tea with dix and val. went to my house. hahaha. did stupid things. watched meteor garden. wtf right. but the chinese is good, we need to be cheem for the coming common test. HAHAHA. laughed at random stuff that we were watching. and before they left, we decided to stand by window and shout things like,'AYEEEE!!' damn loudly, so that the people downstairs will turn around and see who screamed. stupid lameshit. but it was fun. damn fun. hey dearies, come over again soon, so we can scream more. its as good as lost world aye. replacement stress reliever. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ulcer on my mouth is getting bigger. in fact i have THREE NOW. fuck. it hurts to the max and i banged my bubble tea straw against it today somemore. thank goodness i hadn't crossed the road yet or i'll be dead by now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, i need to cut hair. shall cut next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fri come quick. can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114830536240902934?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114830536240902934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114830536240902934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114830536240902934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114830536240902934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-fun-day-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114822102870902678</id><published>2006-05-21T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:19:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my fucking phone is spoilt again. for the FOURTH time. i'm pissed. i hate it when i have to bang the phone on the floor and it still doesn't work. stupid virus. i need a new phone but dad is threatening to cut off my line and gimme a lousy ass phone. i mean he was pissed cos i went over my free sms by 7? hmm i got 1000 free so it's easy to over use. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are this week. i'm gonna go home straight after school everyday. MUGMUGMUG OR ELSE I'LL FAILFAILFAIL. omg, i'm freaking out. i'm putting everything to the last minute! anyways, nadd is teaching me how to say love it properly. but she says i cmi. ahh she just said i passed the test. LOVE IT. i'm gonna show everyone i can say it well. hehe. good is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been ages since i last trained. i don't even know whether i still wanna go for national training. i know dixie doesn't wanna. don't talk about the school training, its so damn slack. i dunwanna be a pitcher all of a sudden. i like being a catcher. but being a pitcher requires loads of determination, i doubt i'm ready for it. ohwells, let's just see what coach wants la. the thought of it is kinda weird. i wanna go back to outfield actually. where i played for four years. sad sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all that matters is how we feel for each other, nothing can stand between that.  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;26 days more, to the happiest day of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114822102870902678?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114822102870902678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114822102870902678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114822102870902678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114822102870902678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-fucking-phone-is-spoilt-again.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114813937610790202</id><published>2006-05-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:39:27.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SAW MY TRAILER ON TV TWICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody saw me on tv? 'one more day to spore idol on 5! *chants* one day, one day, one day....WHOOO!!' yeah that was how it sounded like. haha, so funny. i laughed like shit when i saw it on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had yakun breakfast with dear nigel today. haha, walked around den went his house. did geog, watched white chicks, head of state and studied abit of econs. was tired today. REALLY TIRED. ahh, i hate studying. i really do. why can't the fucking school put all the tests after holidays. damns its mans. ahh i miss hakim. LOL. took pics too. by right i should be feeling damn happy. ok well, i am. ahh what am i talking about. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hate the feeling of losing someone, please don't make me go through that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114813937610790202?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114813937610790202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114813937610790202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114813937610790202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114813937610790202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-saw-my-trailer-on-tv-twice-anybody.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114796205648378040</id><published>2006-05-18T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:20:56.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so blessed and loved. thanks for walking into my life when i thought i was in a room of total darkness, all alone with no one. you opened up the door, giving me a new spark of hope. and i'm so thankful for that. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway with nigel today. ate mos, it always makes me happy. but today i wasn't as happy cos my gum was peeling and it hurts to the max. speaking of max, mingwei cheated me during recess today. stupid pranks and how i stupidly fall for them all the time. tomorrow's an early day but there's training. i'm so damn lazy. i don't really feel like going but no choice i guess. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you. [17 may'06]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114796205648378040?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114796205648378040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114796205648378040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114796205648378040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114796205648378040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-so-blessed-and-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114778950909458386</id><published>2006-05-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:25:09.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these few days with you have been great. i've not felt so happy in sucha long time. my life suddenly seems so much brighter. HAHA. you're my sunshine! haha, damn super cliche. but nvm. we're gonna make this work. i know we can. i love you. HAHAHA. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gonna be a good day. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114778950909458386?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114778950909458386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114778950909458386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114778950909458386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114778950909458386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/these-few-days-with-you-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114761914952555612</id><published>2006-05-14T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:05:49.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing can change how i'm feeling now. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114761914952555612?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114761914952555612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114761914952555612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114761914952555612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114761914952555612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/nothing-can-change-how-im-feeling-now.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114745081003275268</id><published>2006-05-13T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:20:10.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had fun today, watched mi3, sincity at hakim's house and played soccer on the ps at nigel's house. not forgetting the tennis ball fight that me and dixie had against yangzhi the LARD. sorry nigel, no offence yea, i didn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gonna appreciate the things i have in life now and not harp on the past like some stubborn fool. many people tell me that i'm strong and i'm gonna start working towards that, cos i know i can do it. i'm not gonna let my friends down, and even if i'm going down, i'm not gonna let it get to me. cos i got my friends with me, i trust them and i know i'll be fine. i love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it couldn't be, could it?&lt;br /&gt;NAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114745081003275268?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114745081003275268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114745081003275268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114745081003275268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114745081003275268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-had-fun-today-watched-mi3-sincity-at.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114727060677718033</id><published>2006-05-10T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:16:46.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i said i'm alright, it's a lie. because i'm not alright, i really am not alright. i hate walking around with a fake smile on my face, pretending everything is fine when in actual fact my life is crumbling down infront of me. in school or outside i may laugh and joke around, but inside i feel just so terrible. i hate falling asleep everynight, in fear that i will wake up with tears in my eyes. i'm tired of all this. i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when can i put a stop to all this bullshit? because frankly, i feel really foolish. i wanna cry badly, i wanna let go of all the frustrations inside of me. but if i do, i still can't guarentee that i won't wanna cry again. i've changed. to a emotionally weaker person. i always thought i was strong and when i face shits like that, i'll find a way to overcome it and move right on. but now, i don't know why it's just so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually walked away from my friends today. i let my emotions get the better of me. i gotta stop this crap, i can't keep doing it all the time. and dixie, i do wanna stop, trust me. i just need more determination and strength, which i've lost after this experience. is it too late for therapy? cos i need it bad. i'm about to break down. fuck, i hate this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114727060677718033?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114727060677718033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114727060677718033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114727060677718033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114727060677718033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-i-said-im-alright-its-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114696551191042851</id><published>2006-05-07T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T09:31:51.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been spending alot of time with nigel, yangzhi, kk and of course my dearest dixie. HAHA. sports day on friday was shit. i fucking dropped the baton. i knew it during practice that something was wrong. but i guess it is kinda weird running with people you dunno for the relay. felt a lil' melancholic after sports day. it was raining so we just went to the canteen. there was a part of me telling me to cheer up and all but there was also another part of me telling me to cry it all out. i ended up holding it all in. went bowling with yanzhi, kk, kaili and val after that. parkwayed after that. lost world was good, i screamed alot. it felt good. pooled too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, met nigel for lunch with dixie. he wanted to meet at sempang bedok food centre or sth. then dix and i thought that place was somewhere else near bedok south sec. HAHA. so he had to take 3 buses just to meet us. SORRY NIGEL! ate den yangzhi the lard came. HAHAHA. went to tamp, rented mr 3000 the baseball show and also scary movie 3. went back to nigel's house to watch. kk came, den clement. oh and yangzhi put wax on my hair. HAHA. i swear i look dumb but they said it was ok. hmmm. we got high for awhile, pillow fighting and tennis ball throwing. HOHO. damn funny. but kk and clement seemed absorbed in their ps game. hahaha. went to sempang at night this time for supper. den cabbed home with dix and yangzhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and hakim, i'm not angry k. i'm not that petty. hahaha. we can always sincity some other time. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mtv asia awards was at thailand yesterday. damnit, i couldn't go. damn sad la. hopefully dj had a fun time there. whee, COME BACK SOON YOU TWEETY BIRD YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know how i'm gonna face this problem. but one thing i know is, i gotta be strong. and i gotta let go. i want every part of it to leave my mind and my heart. it's too much for me to handle. it just hurts too much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114696551191042851?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114696551191042851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114696551191042851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114696551191042851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114696551191042851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/been-spending-alot-of-time-with-nigel.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114666358447738908</id><published>2006-05-03T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:59:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;had rockclimbing for pe, many people might think that someone like me(thin and long) should be able to scale the wall like a pro right? but NO! apparently not so, i totally SUCK AT IT. i barely made it *whispers* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;three meters. whoa, damn malu la now that i think about it. val and dix were screaming at me from below, telling me where to step and all. but all i said was, I CANNOT MAKE IT!!! alright, i shall climb higher next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after recess we went to the toilet to change. val suddenly screamed damn loud cos there was a cockroach at her door. and guess what, she climbed over to MY cubicle just as i was buttoning my blouse. damn it! and she left her clothes in her cubicle. and i had to climb over and take her clothes for her, i totally forgot about the poor disgusting roach and i opened the door vigorously so i killed the thing in the process. i grazed my thigh can. nvm, val's my angel. i'll do anything for her. LOVE YOU WOMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went to watch the wild with nigel and dix. nigel the koala and nigel the small eyes. how cute. i had stomachache during the movie cos i ate roti prata too quickly before that. damn. after the movie, saw nad! and sylvia. went to lj together. called dj up, he was in the vicinity. then dj, nigel, dix and me went to watch s league. tamp rovers vs selangor. FUNNYNESS. planned to meet bj but didn't in the end. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left class early at 10 plus, supposed to have left at 1230 but we were in no mood for double econs la. went to the softball room, dragged three chairs together, grabbed our ipods out and started singing out loud. den suddenly some of the guys came in. eh wait, it was perry. he stood there and stoned for quite long when he saw us singing. maybe my voice was too mesmerising. AHAHA. what rubbish only. anyhoo. watched the guys match against rjc first. it rained halfway. So, the match is postponed to tomorrow. went to tamp with hakim and dix to catch up on old times, i miss hakim! so nice to talk. we talked for quite long infact. so fun. love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're skipping the whole of tomorrow's lessons in fact. going to rj to play. hopefully it won't be postponed for the third time. grr. playing the earlier game at 8.30am. no supporters. feel so blah. i just wanna do well and do my best. i got a feeling tomorrow is gonna be a great day. HAHA. there's soccer in the afternoon too. greatness, i can't wait. meeting bj at night too. tomorrow is good. good is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wishing i could put a stop to all this&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114666358447738908?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114666358447738908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114666358447738908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114666358447738908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114666358447738908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-had-rockclimbing-for-pe-many.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114649913007163440</id><published>2006-05-02T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T23:58:50.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the airport with val, nigel, dannel and bj today. studied at popeyes. but we couldn't make it. kept talking all the way. studying in a big group is a big nono man. den went to nigel's house for tennis. it was raining. wetwet. managed to play in the end. played some baseball thingy on the ps. me and val were playing it, but the funny thing is the both of us are playing for the first time but how come i got owned. sheesh. not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,dixie, clement my son, yangzhi and kk came too. i injured my son. sadcase. ok la son, you didn't pangseh us. HAPPY NOW? i give you 50 cents to buy siewmai tomorrow la. LOL! anyways, bj's daddy sent me home after that. :)) thanks sister. i really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STAY STRONG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114649913007163440?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114649913007163440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114649913007163440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114649913007163440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114649913007163440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-to-airport-with-val-nigel-dannel.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114638672165843214</id><published>2006-04-30T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T16:45:21.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kayaked with kwanyee yesterday. we only kayaked for half an hour but i was tired already. damn i'm growing weaker and weaker. anyways, yesterday's kayaking was kinda suay for me. cos i got SUNBURNT. dix and val never kena. what the fish! and i got a HORRID tannline on my thigh. no, wait a minute, its not a tann line, its practically a tann curve thanks to my fbts! and the curve is not even properly curved la. sheesh. den we went to the national stadium to bathe cos mr alex chua says there is hot water. whee, by right i should be happy right. so we all went into diff cubicles to bathe and all. just as i was complaining why the water is so hot somebody knocked on my door to tell me my cubicle is spoilt! fuckshit, damn i was pissed. but i managed to bathe eventually. thank god for thick skin. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the three of us bussed down to parkway. saw the jjc catcher. she alighted at the kallang field's stop. maybe she got koped by the national team. hmm. ate at mos, queued for damn bloody long. then hakim, nigel and nigel's friend daniel aka porkchop came! i think we make a funny group. yeap, so yeah chatted for awhile then went to pool. saw joanna and joanne who told us that they just beat nanyang with a score of 5-4 for nationals. YAY TK IS THE NATIONAL CHAMPS AGAIN! hahaha. stupid, no one told us anything about the match. damn. anyways, saw the vj ppl too! hahaha. so yeah played pool for 1hr+ then went to nigel's house. saw chris! whee, funny la. him acting gay with nigel and all. and nigel, purple is your colour dude. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, the guys started playing soccer on the ps again. nigel's dad ordered delivery. whee. pizza hut. i only ate one cos i ate instant noodles before that. then hakim's parents sent me home. BAIK HAKIM! hahaha. i've been rotting at home for the whole of today. tried doing some work ready but i just had to come online. hoho. going to play tennis tml! wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was damn fun cos me and hakim were playing a childish game at macs after pool. damn malu cos both of us scream damn loud. hahaha. and hakim kept doing the nordin immitations. 'this is horridss! brilliants!' and all the other funny funny things like shiticisms. haha. funny funny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways my family is currently going through some problems. i feel horrible, there's nothing i can do. argh. plus my mum is pressing me to go back to church. but i can't bring myself to. sheesh, i need to put more of my attention on my studies. or else i'm gonna fail midyears. thats some scary shit man. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe, just maybe, it'll happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114638672165843214?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114638672165843214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114638672165843214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114638672165843214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114638672165843214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/kayaked-with-kwanyee-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114627356870268447</id><published>2006-04-29T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T09:19:28.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so long since i blogged. let's see what are the highlights of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sent jane off after school. her luggage was too heavy and all, she ended up carrying most of her stuff in. i miss her alr. sigh. in fact i missed her even before she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rjc match postponed. damn. it was raining like dunno what, i was in no mood to catch at all after the last game. thankfully it really was postponed. after that watched badminton in the hall, tp and innova friendly match i think. yup. then went for library night. was damn fun. not the programme but the things we were doing. took a really funny video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj against tp soccer. we lost 3-2. went to town after that, bought my bag. came home in a cab at 11. mother screamed like mad cos the next day is still a school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training, went to the bubble tea shop. alot of lightnings! waited for my son and nigel. but my son wanted to see his siew mai so he pangsehed nigel and us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry about the blah entry, i gotta get ready to leave the house soon. and daddy's back with breakfast. oh yeah and my fucking phone spoil again for the 3rd time. sony ericsson can go eat shit la. I WANT A NEW PHONE GODDAMNIT. sheesh, all my jane videos are gone too. fuck la. inc the funny video i took on wed. and i lost my nike bottle. damn sad la. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe it was meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114627356870268447?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114627356870268447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114627356870268447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114627356870268447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114627356870268447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-long-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114584424927546317</id><published>2006-04-24T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T10:11:51.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didn't go school today. let's just say it's not because i was not feeling well. ok i'm a bad girl but nvm. i'm so damn bored now so i shall just post my,'Why do i like explosions so much?' essay right here, to those who have no idea what the heck i'm saying, it's an essay i had to write for my chem teacher in my early sec4 year. haha. just picture this scenario, the class was in the chem lab, but we weren't mixing any chemicals. instead, we were working two-to-one on the laptop. just before the lesson, the chem teacher reminds the students not to play a fool with the metal and acid as it will create a very loud explosion. so ya, being the melly that i am, just as the teacher tells the students to pack up and switch off the laptops, i suggested to my partner that we try to do the exact opposite of what the teacher had said earlier. so &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;BOOOOM&lt;/span&gt;! so i had to type an essay with the title stated above. so enjoy reading it, it's full of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Why do i like explosions so much?&lt;br /&gt;by Melly Cheam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, to everything there is always a reason. The reason why i'm writing this is all because of my curiosity. As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat and i reckon it did. Due to my irresponsibility and serious lack of judgement, I'm stuck writing this composition. (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;what the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;heck, i actually admitted that i'm irresponsible and am lacking of judgement&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why exactly do i like explosions so much? It could be due to the loud and thrilling sound effects once the metal comes into contact with the hydrochloric acid. The ear blasting boom can enable me to know exactly how an explosion sounds like up close and personal. It also helps the class in a way that it will wake anyone up that is asleep during class time. Then when they awake with a startle, it will be difficult for them to fall asleep again, this will help improve their grades if they listen in class. Thus, this will be beneficial for them in one way or another. It would be sensational if i even have a chance to see these explosions and really understand what is it like to be a chemist, having to go through such dangerous experiments, having to live life in fear all the time. That is why whenever chemists handle with such dangerous chemicals, they always equip themselves with proper protection to prevent any injuries or unexpected accidents. (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ok from this paragraph, anyone can tell i'm like crapping already. i like the difficult to fall asleep again part :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reasons why i like explosions, but once again the main reason is,'curiosity killed the cat'. There cannot be another way to elaborate more on that issue and I'm most ashamed of myself for commiting such an act. However, I'm not ashamed of what i did as well, as i believe curiosity is also good at times, so to end my essay,I would like to reiterate how much i like explosions during chemistry lessons. (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ashamed bt not ashamed as well?! wtf, i was seriously silly la.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alright now, off to rest. headache already. i miss val, jane, dix and nadd. take care you guys. see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114584424927546317?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114584424927546317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114584424927546317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114584424927546317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114584424927546317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/didnt-go-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114576180935057700</id><published>2006-04-23T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T14:52:20.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>carnival yesterday, was supposed to meet shirin but that woman didn't msg me!!! sheesh. nvm so met val and we went in together. it was so boring that we sat down at a chair at the foyer and stoned till dix came. i was just sitting there folding my arms when jothi came over and said,'melly, why look so fierce.' and then it occured to me again that i should try to be less scary. haha. i had no idea if i don't smile i'd be that erm, let's say murderous? lol. saw sister and chris! so happy la. den dix came. frankly speaking we didn't do anything much, sat at the canteen for most of the time, with the tennis guys. HAHA. oh and the chicken wing was nice please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den left school with sister bj, chris and my two angels. haha. bj had to go home so we went tm with chris. nigel and miguel came after that and we ate mos again. HAHAHA, oh gosh i will never get enough of mos. and i only order the same thing all the time. hurhur, then chris had to go church so the rest of us went to bowl at safra. I HATE THAT PLACE. argh. bad memories. so ya, but the waiting list was so freaking long, so walked a BIG ROUND to go to the busstop to get to nigel's house. haha, whoa, it's like we've only been friends for like a day and we're going to his house. amusing. watched miguel jam on his guitar and talked (one-sidedly) to nigel's lil' bro, terrence. damn cute la. never let me take photo of him, i even asked his permission and he shook his head. sadcase. damn cute. then around seven. we went to play tennis. the uncle had offed the light so it took some time to find the uncle to get him to on it again. clement my son came too. HAHA. damn funny. i definitely play better than before, i used to hit like crap when i played with jane last time. she would lose like half her balls. thanks to me. yesterday i only hit one out. HAHAHA. oh and nigel, if you're reading this, i'm sorry for hitting the ball to your chest. hehs. i have no control of my strength. blahh. den ate spaghetti and cabbed home immediately. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to buy bag today but catherine doesn't wanna let me out of the house. ok i sound like some criminal locked up in a cell and being deprived of an off-day. lol. oh and i forgot to say mingwei wrote stuffs on val's shirt, hahaha. i think pretty soon just about everyone will know about it. hmm, it's ok angel. i'm here, no need to be embarrassed also. you need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMBRACE&lt;/span&gt; the truth. HAHAHA, ok i'm going overboard already i know. sorry dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know i can make it through. just watch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114576180935057700?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114576180935057700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114576180935057700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114576180935057700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114576180935057700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/carnival-yesterday-was-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114566607429429276</id><published>2006-04-22T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T08:34:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so we lost the jjc match that day. we're last. frankly speaking i was really angry inside. but nvm, i shan't rant. the weather wasn't being totally cooperative, it was raining like fuckshit before the game, which made it totally wet, soggy, muddy and just plain gross. i hated it. moreover, it ain't easy squating there in all that equipment knowing that the next pitch is gonna land me dripping in mud. in fact i tasted mud. it was bitter. yes, those who didn't get mud all over their faces, believe me, it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BITTER&lt;/span&gt;. there was a point in time when i wanted to just cry, cause the state i was in was really really unplayable. argh. but on a happier note, i hit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; outfield hits. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on thurs, jane came over to tp after her nice nice haircut. nice eh jane. i wonder how it looks like now, with no wax and all. hurhur. we watched the acjc match. it was a draw. hmmm. went to mos after that which she insisted we drank the soup. and she had to teach me how to put in the pepper. AHHH. SO THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT. lol. den we went to pool. snapped pics of that sexy jane. HAHA. so cute la. we shan't pool there anymore den, parkway la huh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training yesterday, nicole found a milo can in the softball room which had a roach in it! yucks, and we concluded it was weisheng cos he came late for training with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; milo cans please. oh my goodness. tsktsk. mostly was just batting yesterday cos i conclude that tp's prob is we ain't hitting enough during games. sigh. my swing's a lil' weird, or at least i feel it's weird. damn, but i think i'm contacting ok now. need to work on my weight transfer. yeap. and hopefully hit well at the next game against rjc. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carnival later. there are dunno what shitty duties la. my parents didn't leave me enough money and i don't even know whether there's class outing later on. sigh. i'm so tired. i woke up at 7:45  can. i shall attempt to study now. oh and my phone is back again, it's better now, doesn't lag so much. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm feeling it all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114566607429429276?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114566607429429276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114566607429429276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114566607429429276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114566607429429276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-we-lost-jjc-match-that-day.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114535431002631631</id><published>2006-04-18T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:54:14.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo, just came back from the crepe shop. lol. i was so hungry i ate two. HAHA. ok GLUTTON. hurhur. i'm just here to post a short post. ladeedums. i have like loads of things to do today. i shall list them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP reading log 1&lt;br /&gt;GP reading log 2&lt;br /&gt;PI Draft 2&lt;br /&gt;Chem Pract Worksheet&lt;br /&gt;Geog Tutorial&lt;br /&gt;File all my worksheets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i must admit that half of the things up there should have been passed up long ago. as usual i'm leaving everything to the last min. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND TO SOME PPL OUT THERE:&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE NOT SCARY PLEASE. lol. ok val and dix, let's all laugh now. as loudly as how we did it at the canteen today. ok i think we are very loud when our laughters combine forces. whoo, EARTHQUAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's 10% luck,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20% skill,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15% concentrated power of will,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5% pleasure,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;50% pain,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a 100% reason to remember the name&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this lyrics. hoho. and there's crucial match against jurong jc tml! argh, we gotta win them or we'll be like erm, last. argh. so long world. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114535431002631631?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114535431002631631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114535431002631631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114535431002631631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114535431002631631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/whoo-just-came-back-from-crepe-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114518140254664533</id><published>2006-04-16T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T18:12:22.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's raining out there, and hence i'm here to blog. fri's bbq was really a blast. haha. although i didn't catch any sleep at all and all, but it was fun to just hang out as if there wasn't a care in the world. i wish i could just camp outside forever. hahaha. ok melly, stop it, stupid thinking. so lets see, as i had said in the previous post, me, dix and nad went for grocery shopping in the morning. chickens, nuggets, hotdogs, fruit punch syrup, corn, otahs, mee and what not. but its really funny cos we rushed till we left quite alot of food at nad's house. damn. and her brothers had broken rulers and thrown them into the icebox. HAHAHA. and i was the one who filled the ice in and had not seen four broken pieces of ruler. wtf, blind me. so lets see, we left nad's house at 6, her dad sent us there. before leaving we were all doing the ' UHHH, SPONGEBOB' noises. haha. and making videos of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we reached ecp. didn't take us too long before we got a shelter but my arms were breaking just carrying everything. val, wanyun, dj, jane and feroz came after that. yay. and cooking began! we sat down on the mat and talked about dumb things. watching nad amuse herself and everyone else. HAHAHA. its damnit funny. den wy and val had to leave at 10:30. so the rest of us just slacked around, den nad and jane went off for a walk. so dix, feroz, dj and i went to bowl! hahaha. after that went back to the tent den jane left. that woman. sigh, two weeks will pass like soon la. who knows maybe yesterday would be the last time i see her before she goes back to aust. argh. by the time we finished bowling it was already 2am? yeap, so all 5 of us dragged the mat to watch the sunrise. dix couldn't make it, she slept like a log. poor feroz had to support her weight throughout the night. being a boyfriend isn't easy eh, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clouds were nice and all, till they moved and i could see all the stars up in the sky. it was really pretty and all, until everything started to become nostalgic. hmm, it just wasn't good. by that time i was feeling real tired and all but nad kept insisting i don't sleep. HAHAHA. so yeah, stayed up the whole night and saw the sunrise. nad dj and i were eating curry maggi and watching the sunrise. damn funny la. den me and nad took off our slippers and walked along the beach. den we started throwing pebbles into the water. mine could only do two jumps at most. blah. after that we packed up and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dix, feroz and nad were on one cab, me and dj on the other. both of us didn't feel like going home so we cabbed to suntec. BUT it was only 8.15 in the morning, so we decided to bus down to tamp, where i slept like a damn pig. sorry eh dj. LOL. den we watched take the lead, i was dozing off in the cinema again, but i guess i sorta kept awake cos i was freezing. thank goodness i had my windbreaker. heh. my stupid phone spoil again. ARGH. it was still able to on just now, but den it offed by itself again. and when i woke up from my nap just now, it was vibrating when its off! wth. its so spoilt. later going to see if it can be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need you to make me smile. anyone, just help me. i never felt so horrible before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114518140254664533?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114518140254664533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114518140254664533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114518140254664533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114518140254664533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-raining-out-there-and-hence-im.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114497586950805304</id><published>2006-04-14T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T08:51:09.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY NANO IS FINALLY BACK!! whee, after being cracked and ugly for around two months! hehe, its a new white 4gig nano. hoho. i'm so excited. i'm about to go bathe now although its only 8:45 in the morning cos i'm gonna go meet dix and bedok interchange then to nadd's house for some grocery shopping for the bbq tonight! hurhur. JANEEE, i never got to talk to you properly. so i will blabber alot todayy. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sakae at century square yesterday with val, dix and dj! he was wearing his anti crumple red valentino stripey shirt. lol. but the creases were all so clear. LOL. kena cheated of his money. hehe. then we went to town to collect my nano. followed by searching of pencilboxes. which we walked from one end to another and ended up with nothing. but i finally saw the bag i wanna buy for game. only 50 bucks. i shall buy it next week with dj. =)) oh yeah, then val went home so the three of us watched ice age2! wth. they say i behave like the fire king retarded character. hahaa. oh and i realised that both the mammoths manny and ellie can call their kid melly! HAHAHA. ok i wouldn't wanna be named after a mammoth. and den we cabbed home, dj was saying sth about some melly the monkey thingy. what rubbish. POKE YOU AHHH. lol. oh and yesterday we broke the old record of 30 you know whos. it was 32 this time!! WHOAAAA. ok inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel so cheated, so jealous. what actually went wrong? argh. i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do wanna know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114497586950805304?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114497586950805304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114497586950805304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114497586950805304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114497586950805304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-nano-is-finally-back-whee-after.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114485251603753985</id><published>2006-04-12T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:35:16.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling damn shagged now, so i shall just post a short one. game against vj today. sucked to the core. but i can feel my catching improving. so thats good i guess. i made a nice hit today. YEAHH. first outfield hit of the season. i shall keep this up. next match is jjc. niceness. the guys won their match. oh gosh, so happy. i gotta admit we started to get a lil' noisy when ppl started hitting, hurhur. happy laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got soccer match against ajc but we're going to meet dj! i hope my ipod is done rdy. i wanna collect it. btw, my phone is back! its good and in great condition! yay, so dun worry viv, eric is not so unlucky as erica. lol. tomorrow is sushi day. great, i'm craving for it rdy. =)) i need to mug man, so little time and so much to do. sigh. ohwells, i'm off to like rest. BYE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ok i'm gonna end now. HAHAHA, chris is disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i had one wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114485251603753985?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114485251603753985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114485251603753985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114485251603753985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114485251603753985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-feeling-damn-shagged-now-so-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114468021767835305</id><published>2006-04-10T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:02:23.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i injured my ankle today while catching. THATS IT MAN. it hurts like crazy. my mother helped me to massage already but its not working. FUCK. there's game on wednesday somemore. i bought an ankle guard just now, so i'm gonna use it for the whole of tomorrow. hopefully that on wednesday it'll be better. or else i'm like dead. i wanna play, so i must keep myself safe. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned stuffs for the bratz bbq just now with nad and dix. HAKIM YOU TAKE CARE MAN! oh gosh. worried about him. sigh. and JANE IS COMING BACK TOMORROW. oh gosh woman, you have no idea how much i missed ya! i'm gonna hug you to death. must come watch our match k? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited about our bratz outing. gonna go airport to study tomorrow. tomorrow is long and draggy tuesday la. but nevermind, i can't wait to see jane! rj won tpj soccer today. stupid asses. its just their luck. fuckers man. damnit nad, you're making me curse and swear alot! argh. hahaha. but nevermind, its hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my dear phone went kookoo on me. its totally spoilt. it can't freaking on, so my dad sent it to be repaired and they lent me this stupid sony ericsson phone. c105 or sth. WTF. i dunno how to type la, one msg must take 5 mins. i'm like typing at my mother's speed now can. argh. nvm, both my phone and ipod are coming back in 3 days! YESSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm SO moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114468021767835305?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114468021767835305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114468021767835305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114468021767835305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114468021767835305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-injured-my-ankle-today-while.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114454989632196405</id><published>2006-04-09T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T10:31:36.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past few days have been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and on fri after training, shit happened. WE GOT FLASHED JUST ACROSS THE STREET! YUCKAPHUI!! argh. i was the first to spot somemore. i told val and dix,'dun look dun look!' which they just had to go and look. yucks. walked home hurriedly and went to meet hakim to go town. just me, dix and hakim. den after that went taka and ate kfc. den dj came. yay! walked around and went to ishop like what sam said. haha. and guess what, my ipod is gonna get replaced! by this week! thanks sam!!I LOVE YOU! :))) and thanks dj too! hurhur. choc fondue after that and we cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok den yesterday, went down to school to help the guys paint the field. we're fast and efficient man. we got it done. weisheng was talking crap again. hahaha. hilarious guy. hmm, the field is gonna look funny to the soccer guys on monday. HAHAHA. softball lines on the soccer field, but hey, we need to use the field this wed too k! HAHA. tpj vs vjc! WE NEED SUPPORTERS PLEASEEEE!!! 2pm at the field, followed by the guys match at 4! :)) ok back to yesterday, after painting went for national training. met yan on the bus. ate at macs again at tamp den mrt-ed down to kallang and it was starting to drizzle rdy. took a cab to the field and by the time we alighted it was kinda heavy ready. hurhur. BUT there was no thunder, so training continued. but today was not training, it was a TEST. freakshit. we had to run bases by timing, shuttle run and see how far you can throw kinda thing. ahh, shitty. FREAKING TIRED LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training, mrt-ed to simei, met dj then went over to hakim's house for brokeback!! it was totally funny can, plus the company was funnier. hakim's house is nice, spick and span too. i loved the plasma tv and the surround sound that scared the shit outta me. HAHA. den bj came! haha, dj and bj are now friends. hehe. oh ya, and i poked bj and he accidently punched me in the nose. oh gosh, it wasn't a weak punch at all la. some tears were like rolling down my cheeks cos it really did hurt. haha. then the guys went to play fifa soccer. den me and dix sat there and watch. HAHA. funnyness. yes hakim, its INTRIGUING! hurhur. then cabbed home again. whoa, i just realised i cab alot. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways class outing later. going to somerset at noon, studying with val after that. i need to get my pi done. i must! soccer match tomorrow but i can't watch much, short training i guess. hmmm. oh fuck, it's gonna rain soon. damn. bye world. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114454989632196405?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114454989632196405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114454989632196405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114454989632196405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114454989632196405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/past-few-days-have-been-great-oh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114433251363487133</id><published>2006-04-06T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:41:53.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i must announce that i got an &lt;strong&gt;A-&lt;/strong&gt; for my chinese compo and i passed my math quiz. according to juechen we both scored the best! HAHAHA. niceness. tp soccer against tj today. we won 1-0. WHEE. i watched more of the second half. nice goal! wheee. was pitching with val and nat most of the time though. today my pitch wasn't good. but i'm gonna concentrate on my catching first, pitching can wait. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tml val and dix are gonna throw bounce balls at me while i wear all the equipment. HOHO. good is good. wed is vj match. i miss my teammates. we'll always be teammates no matter what. =) anyways went macs with hakim, val and dix just now. after we ate we were singing cheena songs la. cos hakim got hanyupinyin lyrics. so cute. MY BODY IS ACHING. i'm not bothered to type anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THATS IT LA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck that bitch, damnit she's like a wart plaster. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114433251363487133?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114433251363487133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114433251363487133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114433251363487133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114433251363487133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-i-must-announce-that-i-got-a-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114414600470068848</id><published>2006-04-04T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T18:31:05.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuesdays suck. so long and draggy. i was falling asleep during gp and i could actually feel my head bob up and down. so embarrassing. that's how tired i am. HAHA. ms desouza had to suddenly say,'NOW PPL, BEFORE YOU ALL DOZE OFF..' haha, thats when i woke up. then she gave us this long long passage to read which i fell asleep again. hoho. anyways had pe in the morning, 4x400 heats. i'm fucking disappointed. i dunno what happened. i was first runner anyways, and i came in like second. wtf. but the girl infront of me was like fast la. like steroids fast. HAHAHA. sadcase. we're gonna do ROCKCLIMBING for pe. fuck. i hate rockclimbing. i have weak arms can. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, after school went to eat crepes with val. nice, i think i'm addicted. its funny how i've been staying here for like 12 years of my life and i dunno about the nice crepe (crehpeh?) shop. val came over to my house to sit for like 5 mins before going for golf. during that time i was trying on the new grey jersey with the white slacks. whoa, cannot make it. colour clash abit. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get to leave class early tomorrow! at 11.30. missing econs(die), maths(diedie) and gp(ah heck!). lol. match starts at 2, at nj. the guys have match too. right after us. i'm kinda glad we're going first. so that when i use the catcher helmet its not wet with sweat. HAHAHA. nvm, i doubt i'll sweat that much. anyways i'm off to do some work now. got alot of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the geog teacher confiscated my drawstring today, and its not some ordinary white cheap drawstring can. its my NICE ORANGE SHOELACE LA. damnit. i'm SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why am i even bothering. that's a question i still ask myself. and the answer is, i'm not sure of myself. i guess i still can't &lt;strong&gt;let go&lt;/strong&gt;. not yet at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114414600470068848?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114414600470068848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114414600470068848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114414600470068848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114414600470068848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/tuesdays-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114390069796391863</id><published>2006-04-01T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:11:38.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up early for game against the marist C boys today. damnit it was horrible, mistakes from everyone blahblah. my dear pitcher was moody again. i also dunno how to make things better. tsktsk. anyways its just a learning experience. the catcher tagged my boobs la, which sent everyone exploding into laughter. not funny guys, you weren't the ones who got violated. hahaha. after the game, which we lost, tsktsk. went to macs for upsized meals. then national0 training after that while val went home. whoa, we were late. damnit. did so many things which i'm too lazy to describe. i shall not eat so full next time. or else seriously can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training ended at slightly before 4:30. whoo. abt two hours of training only. i could do this every week man. HAHA. i need to get myself a bottle. thats for sure. maybe i should even bring a cooler. hahaha. i just sent ms desouza my draft for pw. sure rejected one la. HAHA. anyhow only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole body is about to break down now. so i shall end here. bye all. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing but lies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114390069796391863?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114390069796391863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114390069796391863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114390069796391863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114390069796391863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/04/woke-up-early-for-game-against-marist.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114380399667385116</id><published>2006-03-31T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T19:19:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's already been a week, but i still feel like all this happened just yesterday. although i may appear that everything's alright, but inside i'm really not. there were so many factors contributing to why things are like that now. and i guess i'm partly to blame. and the most painful thing is the suddeness of it all. why must it happen at a time when i least expected it? i guess thats why it hurts that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need now is time, for me to get over this. i know i'm strong, that's why i'm moving on. although that cheapster is not worth anything, but i don't know why it still hurts that much. i don't know why i'm still bothering. i don't know why i still keep thinking of the past and tears will find their way to my eyes. i don't know how to make myself feel better. i don't know what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there isn't much i can do. in fact all i have to do now is wait for time to pass me by, in hope that soon i will somehow forget anything ever happened and get back to being me again. oh gosh, i'm just lying to myself. self-psycho-ing. i wonder if it really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, maybe i do need therapy. val? dix? nadd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED HELP! what the blahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114380399667385116?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114380399667385116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114380399667385116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114380399667385116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114380399667385116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-already-been-week-but-i-still-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114354405231092734</id><published>2006-03-28T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T19:07:32.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall start this entry by saying that i think its gonna be a long one. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, on sunday i went shopping with my parents at queensway. damn there was still no bag that i could buy. my parents were like complaining the whole way through. cos i kept walking so fast and they were lagging like a bunch of pentium two computers. my dad got so frustrated, he screamed the shit outta me and decided to walk around himself. haha. so he left me with my mother. lol. den we went to buy fbt shorts which i bought one for val, my mother keeps insisting its too short. please la, i have long legs right. tsktsk. den bought the mizuno boots. its black and GOLD. ooh, mother says it looks pro. hahaha. she even tried it on! who's boots issit anyways?! sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to katong to see my grandfather. i had brought my geog tutorial from home to do since i know i was gonna be bored at my grandfather's house. so i was deliberating which tutorial to do. so i called val! we talked for awhile and i decided to meet her! haha. that was around 5 plus? so made my way to the tau kwa pau place there where i saw someone that i thought was kk! hahaha. but i was on the phone with dj at that time so i guess i was distracted. anyways, i was right! it was kk! hahaha. den ate icecream at the basement of parkway, den did our tutorials together. den played lost world again! hahaha, i got a higher score this time! i shall try and beat it next time! HOHO. den dad picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on to yesterday! had pe, did stupid stuff la. yesterday was a rainy day, i was almost late for school cos i had no hand to carry an umbrella. i had my bag, shoebag, glove and bat. i still don't have the tpjc pe shorts, shall buy by this week or mr yazit is gonna scold us, but then again i doubt he will! HAHAHA. then had training, it was still raining and plus i didn't wanna use my new boots, they're too nice! sat around the hall area with jouie and yuanzhen cos the softball room was not open. den finally got the key, so did some batting and throwing. lol. did everything quite fast, was outta school by 5 plus going 6. met hakim in sch den went to tamp to meet nad! yay, i missed that woman. had our first bratz meeting. i was writing down everything cos i'm the secretary! whoa, so important eh my job. LOL. hakim is in bratz now! whee. anyways this huge hornet or wasp or sth was on hakim's collar and we were screaming like mad in the middle of the interchange. whoa, freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pe today, it was damn fun cos we did heats for relays. first was 12x100. wtf is that. who even heard of that before. our class got 5th for that cos everyone had to run. haha. i was last runner. stressed. then was 4x100. i was last runner AGAIN. hahaha. we got FIRST!! yay yay! val first, dix second, xinyi third and i'm last. we're a winning combination! HAHAHA. and i just read dixie's blog that mr yazit wants me dix val and amira to run for 4x100 for tpjc for nationals. whoa, our school no standard. actually get softballers to run track. LOL! i mean if its amira, i can understand la, that girl can totally run! but us?! oh gosh, save me i'm falling off my chair. HAHA. interesting. like i'm THAT fast. lol. anyways gp and chinese was fun cos there was no lesson. just audi and lecture theatre. i like that. haha. i think i type alot ready. shall end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love my bratz girls! (yes hakim you too! you're a sister!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114354405231092734?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114354405231092734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114354405231092734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114354405231092734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114354405231092734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-shall-start-this-entry-by-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114333312238216817</id><published>2006-03-26T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T08:32:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things happened over the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears, hatred, disappointment. but now i'm fine. i'm no longer sad. anyways what i'm gonna do now is just to study and play softball well. and thats enough to fill up all 7 days of the week. we won the all stars match yesterday. we got a shirt that says 'champions vs all stars' so nice. but its huge. we took pics too. oh yeah and all the all stars are given a chance to be in the national youth team. so now i can go for national training with dix and she won't be the only tpjcian. HAHA. after the match yesterday, went to parkway with val till abt 4. ate mos! played jurassic park and bishibashi. i told val i needed to relieve stress so we screamed like mad people. hahas. walked around in search of something to buy. i couldn't find the bag i wanted though. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night my mother went to change her phone. wow. she finally has a camera phone now. damnit funny can. my mother is certainly not MATERIALISTIC. still can say, 'i just need to call and msg. what for the phone so nice.' then went to din tai feng to eat. the beef noodles and xiao long baos are nice. :) so later on i'm gonna go to queensway with my parents. i need to buy another pair of boots and a big bag for games cos tournaments are starting. yay. and back to school tomorrow! finally get to wear the new uniform. heh. den after that there's self-training. good is good. i figure my swing is getting screwed up. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and jane msged me yesterday! I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOUR RETURN WOMAN!!! JANE RETURNS!! (haha, like batman returns lydat) i almost teared when i saw her msg. you sure know when to msg me eh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i wanna thank val, dix, nad, bj, samantha and jane for their comforting words. thanks guys, i really needed it. and now i see things in a different but better light. cheers you guys! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114333312238216817?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114333312238216817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114333312238216817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114333312238216817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114333312238216817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-many-things-happened-over-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10940051.post-114309760151595428</id><published>2006-03-23T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T15:06:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got thrown out of geog class today. again la walao. nevermind my conscience is clear, i didn't copy anybody elses. haha. anyways its not so bad cos i'm not the only one. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out later. yay. i missed you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training tomorrow and all star game on sat! whoo, quite exciting actually. i hope i get to play. lalala. bye all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10940051-114309760151595428?l=itsmyshits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/feeds/114309760151595428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10940051&amp;postID=114309760151595428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114309760151595428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10940051/posts/default/114309760151595428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmyshits.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-got-thrown-out-of-geog-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>itsmyshits</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02040007787608904204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
