<?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-32995037</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:19:56.913-07:00</updated><category term='FALL OUT BOY'/><category term=':D'/><category term='1kg down NOT up :('/><category term='One hilarious night :D'/><category term='FOB ROCKED THE HOUSE :D'/><category term='New Blogger sucks.'/><title type='text'>kisses dont lie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32995037.post-6328746686675022160</id><published>2007-04-12T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T06:54:58.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye blogger, you suck thats why I'm leaving you, HA! &lt;br /&gt;Tata all! Relink me at:&lt;br /&gt;http://myredcrusade.livejournal.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-6328746686675022160?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/6328746686675022160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=6328746686675022160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/6328746686675022160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/6328746686675022160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodbye-blogger-you-suck-thats-why-im.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-3961663956518690060</id><published>2007-03-31T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:06:31.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola Blogger! I've finally decided to blog BUT you're still screwed as ever, oh wells. So I've decided to blog, for I-don't-know-what-reason. Maybe for the sake of Ms Chiang who keeps asking me to blog or maybe for the sake that I've got nothing to do! FYI, this post is gonna be really long, so if you decide to read it or not, I don't care. Well, school's been really great, and believe it or not, its exactly 2 months before the Big Cheena Os arrive. Not scared, but worried. Been failing almost all(okay, I only passed one actually) my Chinese tests, and I don't know what my life's gonna become. Kill me if you must. However, at least I'm starting to love Chinese all over again! Thanks to the influence of my one and only crazy I-know-what fanatic, Eunice Png :D In fact, I think Molly Lao Shi is really nice actually(at least she doesn't pick on me like before). Okay, so despite my life being all about studying for the big Os and shaking my leg at times, Thursdays are reserved for Badminton with my darling clique. Uh huh, love it. I currently have a sprained right arm and right hip, but who cares, its all for a good cause, I HOPE! Then there's Angklung, which of course is still going strong or so as it seems. Hopefully we'll get to achieve at least a Silver for SYF yeah? And not to forget, Passion Play rehearsals for Good Friday are really fun with the peeps especially with Phyllis around. Bimbo can be counted in too, but I wouldn't want to boost his ego-ness, for the fact that he thinks he's super duperly perfect. To top it all up, I currently AM enjoying life though ups and downs do happen, and I thank God for it all. I'm finally done, its 1.05 early in the morning, and I'm off to sleep. Till the NEXT post, toodles! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-3961663956518690060?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/3961663956518690060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=3961663956518690060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/3961663956518690060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/3961663956518690060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/03/hola-blogger-ive-finally-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-3723661863375496507</id><published>2007-03-14T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T08:38:12.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One hilarious night :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm back after a week. And I swear, Choi makes my day, HAHA! :D So I was looking through photos and there was one that was taken in a crowd during the autograph session we went to, and guess what was the dumbest thing we did? SPOTTING OURSELVES! It turned out really hilarious cause it was like a pack of sardines there and I manage to spot the rest of us(other than Choi). Being so excited, I decided to circle US and show it to Choi, making it even more retarded! LOVE IT LAHHHHH, HAHA! :D (FYI, I'm still laughing at it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/thespottinggame2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus plus plus, I can't wait for next NEXT Sat cause Lucia's like gonna tutor me in Amaths, like yayy! I miss her lah, can't wait! :D After much trouble of planning and retardation that is :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, I've blogged. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-3723661863375496507?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/3723661863375496507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=3723661863375496507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/3723661863375496507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/3723661863375496507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-im-back-after-week.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-6507000948920498623</id><published>2007-03-03T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T09:15:46.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOB ROCKED THE HOUSE :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FALL OUT BOY ROCKED THE HOUSE! :DDD Love it. The starting was like wtf. We got squashed big time, totally worse than sardines in a can. Saw Loser came and everyone started boo-ing and all, it was hilarious BUT I feel really sorry for them. The guys were going mad like I-don't-know-what, pushing all. And even before FOB came, they were sweating like they ran 30 rounds round the stadium, HAHA! Anyway, FOB took such a long time to come out so the group of us decided to go out to get a drink. MANNNNN, coke never tasted that good lah, love it! Ran back in cause FOB came, and it was like WOWWWWW, damn high and all. Pete's hot and Joe jumped freakin' high mannn! Got tired, so sat down. Concert ended and homed :D &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MUMMY'S FRIEND FOR GIVING ME THE TICS AND I LOVE MUMMY FOR GETTING IT FOR ME :D&lt;br /&gt;THIS AIN'T A SCENE, ITS A GODDAMN ARM RACE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-6507000948920498623?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/6507000948920498623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=6507000948920498623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/6507000948920498623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/6507000948920498623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/03/fall-out-boy-rocked-house-ddd-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-2962035107934460967</id><published>2007-03-02T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T06:46:54.234-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FALL OUT BOY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH, THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE! :DD FALL OUT BOY HERE I COMEEEEEEE! YEAH BAYBEHHHHHHH~~~~~~~~~~~~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-2962035107934460967?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/2962035107934460967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=2962035107934460967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/2962035107934460967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/2962035107934460967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/03/omgosh-this-is-happiest-day-of-my-life_02.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-729971866472278997</id><published>2007-02-27T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T05:04:56.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Blogger sucks.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mission was fab, can't describe more about it. These two days were filled with laughters and tears. Friendship with others definitely grew much stronger than it used to be. Learning to appreciate myself and others more is easier than what I thought I knew! I'm proud to be an IJ girl, uh huh uh huh! :D I'm glad Sherlyn likes a present, and so as it seems lah. Miss Chiang's eating her LJS, I hope she grows as fat as a hippo, MUAHAHA! Goodbye now blogger. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-729971866472278997?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/729971866472278997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=729971866472278997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/729971866472278997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/729971866472278997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/mission-was-fab-cant-describe-more.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-5803701256214794306</id><published>2007-02-23T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T06:54:11.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1kg down NOT up :('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCA today was really fun. The Sec 1s came in. All of them can play rather well I must say! Theory was okay. Games were darn hell hilarious. Especially when we asked them to find 2 squares of toilet paper. Everyone ran like nuts to the toilet and Fairus was fanatically pulling out the toilet paper from the whole pile of it from her bag. Plus, we started on a new game and when I asked everyone to get 4 chairs for each group, all of them thought they were still playing the same game and everyone CONTINUED screaming. HAHAHA, I swore I rolled on the floor laughing like helllll. I hoped they enjoyed themselves! Pizza was fab too. And I'm growing FATTER AND FATTER AND FATTER. Fook much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-5803701256214794306?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/5803701256214794306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=5803701256214794306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/5803701256214794306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/5803701256214794306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/cca-today-was-really-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-418503500202693256</id><published>2007-02-21T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:43:56.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear that this New Blogger sucks, GAHHHHH. And my bro reformated the whole computer which makes it seem damn pathetic without Microsoft Words and Powerpoint and Excel and whatsoever. Whats more, time's passing so quickly and before I know it, its the big Os. Anyway, ALMOST everything sucks for the moment, HAHA. I got my sacrifices up for this 40 days of Lent and that is to only use 1hour of comp each day and not to eat too much. Its realistic and retarded but I don't care :D Alrights, I'm getting pissed over Blogger and the comp now, shall be off. Ciaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-418503500202693256?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/418503500202693256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/418503500202693256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-swear-that-this-new-blogger-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32995037.post-117162479526766616</id><published>2007-02-16T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T03:24:02.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday's rehearsal at something-something-Orchestra was good! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chem test sucked lah. I don't even know what the question wanted me to do! I wanna pass so badlyyyy! :( :( :( &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheena test wasn't that bad though. I kept telling myself, "I can do it! I can pass!" Pleaseeee make it happen molly laoshi! :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I woke up with flu today. What a way to start the CNY, pfft.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I almost kissed Lisa during PE lesson today. It was damn hilarious lahhh! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I realise I can understand lessons better if I face directly infront of the whiteboard, haha! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Chinese fill in the blanks is improvinggggg! And Julia made my day in Chinese class :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Performance was panicky, but all went well! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH OH! My bro has this NTU magazine and there's this girl in the mag that's called TIFFANY ANG toooooo, how cool is that!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;TGIF!!!! LOVE IT :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-117162479526766616?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/117162479526766616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=117162479526766616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117162479526766616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117162479526766616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/yesterdays-rehearsal-at-something.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-117146034892385635</id><published>2007-02-14T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T05:39:26.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/310730/flh%20&amp;%20v%20day%20%20(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/973210/flh%20%26%20v%20day%20%20%286%29.jpg" width="225" 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;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love Valentine's day please. Like so Sweet and all lah, tsk. :D Anyway, thanks for those that gave me gifts k! I love you guys much! And I do hope you guys like the cookies! :DD School was fine just like any other days. Mrs Gay looks so cool with black eye shadow lah and she was black all over, haha! Food rationing didn't feel like it at all. All of us were eating our from-home food or our V. Day choco/sweet/biscuits, haha. Lit was a total drag, a total waste of time. SHE makes me piss and annoyed, SCREW YOU. CCA was ooookay, but I can't remember the chords for nuts! "The Dance Floor" rocks like rocks and I have Chem and Cheena test tomorrow! Must pass, must pass! &lt;3&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I like the way I am now, so don't come back to me, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-117146034892385635?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/117146034892385635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=117146034892385635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117146034892385635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117146034892385635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-to-all-d-i-so.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-117093953898453572</id><published>2007-02-08T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T04:58:59.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back to my blogging habit, DAMN. Anyway, school makes me :DDD but I have no idea why. I just enjoy school, but hate lessons, HA! Screwed English Acting (bahhhh) = Physics' boring but experiments are fun (HAHA) = I'd much prefer CME than RE lessons with class (Horny horny!) = Sitting beside Twinnie for Cheena period equals to laughters (I can sign!) = I think I can pass Amaths? (Praying hard!) = LOVE IT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life is not a dress rehearsal;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-117093953898453572?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/117093953898453572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=117093953898453572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117093953898453572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117093953898453572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-back-to-my-blogging-habit-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-117085418205756794</id><published>2007-02-07T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T05:16:22.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PE lessons are real fun especially with The High Pants Soccer Team! :D Talk talk talk talk talk non-stop and I can't do Pull-ups and Standing Broad Jump for nuts. Then SS test was rather shitty. It took me hell to memorise the content and when the Essay question came out, BOOM GOODBYE TIFFANY. Detrimental-Like what in the world would I know whats that! Gahhhh, I'd probably fail. This totally adds up to failing Cheena and Amaths. KILL ME NOW. English and SS lessons are fun though! :D And and and, chinese compo lessons are really funny lahhh! We kept translating the Chinese words to English, like exactly. And the "Some neighbours" one was dead funny. CCAed and JiaYing and YanPing were pissed. :( CHEER UP LAH YOU TWOOOO :DDD Overall, I loved today. And randomly, "The Dance Floor" rocks lah. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-117085418205756794?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/117085418205756794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=117085418205756794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117085418205756794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117085418205756794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/pe-lessons-are-real-fun-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-117068271878102051</id><published>2007-02-05T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T05:45:28.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gahhhh, school was good today, but I'm getting sick and tired of Maths lah. Its EVERYDAY without fail. Plus, Amaths got on my nerves today. That shithead just can't stop asking questions when Ms Ong repeated herself more than 3 times, PFFT. Jaslyn, Julia and Fairus should know who! Chinese classes are really hilarious, surprisingly! Anyway, I seriously need to buck up in my SS. I got a 0 out of I-don't-know-what for SBQ and a pathetic 5 out of 12/13 marks for essay. God! Save me! :( Homeroom deco for CNY was alrights too. FYI, I think I'm getting fatter each day. For one, I eat too much. For two, I'm not exercising. For three, not much movement done. AHHHHHH! I need the gym please! Alrights. I need to study for SS now. Ciaos y'all! :D &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/110088/eb2a55a4%20edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="192" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/878310/eb2a55a4%20edited.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I keep dreaming of you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet knowing I can't have you by my side;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-117068271878102051?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/117068271878102051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=117068271878102051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117068271878102051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117068271878102051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/gahhhh-school-was-good-today-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-117051334992288389</id><published>2007-02-03T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T06:35:50.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really proud of myself that I did Cheena compres and studied SS yesterday! :D Unfortunately, I had all the wrong answers for one of the Cheena cloze passage lah, KILL ME! At this rate I'm going, I'm bound to fail my Chinese Os and die right on the spot. But I'M NOT DISCOURAGED! :D Anyway, class was okay today. The small Justin kept laughing his ass off and the table almost broke lah, thank you very much. Mass with Esther and Phyllis and afterwhich, the walk to Compass was lunatically fun! Raphael's a joker I swear! Macs with Phyllis and she told me a hell lots of stuff. IM SURE YOU'LL BE FINE LAH PHYLLIS! :D Pee-d, walked around and homed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE TO PHYLLIS :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said, here's a lil' note for you :D Well, don't think so much lah k? Everything's gonna be fine and you know that I'll always be there for you! Though you said you were shocked to tell me those stuffs, but hey, its like the past lah, you know what I mean. Just remember that if you need anything, I'll be here! And do pay attention in class k! Don't think so much and leave your studies behind. And even if hurt was to happen, SCREW that person! :D I love you lah :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-117051334992288389?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/117051334992288389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=117051334992288389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117051334992288389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117051334992288389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-really-proud-of-myself-that-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-117041774624276054</id><published>2007-02-02T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T06:17:59.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Blog, School's been really fun with Bingo Clique and all, but lessons are getting boring. Gahhh. And Sunday 28/01 was probably the best day of the month! Love it like hellllllll :D Then there's Wednesday where we had our first zuo wen ban( Cheena compo lesson ) and it was really fun! Yvonne and Jaslyn kept laughing at my compo lah, tsk. Anyway, Thursday was Yvonne's Birthday. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TWINNIE! Really hope she liked that lil' letter I wrote for her :D Friday today = PE rocked( As usual! ) = I failed my Cheena test( Bummer! ) = I think I'm getting tired of Maths( Its everyday like fishcake! ) = CCA with aircon( Muaha! ) = Time to study! :D There's church tomorrow, goodyyyy. Till then, ciaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/961478/eb1074b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/514738/eb1074b5.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/793570/eb1061db.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/400259/eb1061de.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My lil' moment with you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-117041774624276054?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/117041774624276054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=117041774624276054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117041774624276054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/117041774624276054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/02/dear-blog-schools-been-really-fun-with.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116990257665831357</id><published>2007-01-27T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T06:00:09.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so fucking bored at home. I know I should be studying and all for the Os but I'm feeling lazy lahhhh. Therefore, I'm going to blog nonsense and I'll make sure to start studying after CNY. So anyway, school's been fine. In fact, I LOVE SCHOOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;English lessons have always been great, Molly laoshi doesn't seem to pick on me in class anymore, both Maths have been real fine (but I still suck in locus), I'm learning to love SS, Lit is still a turnoff other than Mrs Tan's lessons, Chem is good and Physics is so darn hilarious when it comes to doing MCQs with Lilian and Sheryl. And CCA is so slack lah, like just doing reflections? So cool.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS! This week, my family's been smiling alot. Like daddy and mummy didn't nag for a week. Instead, they keep laughing and suaning each other, which is totally funny and cute. And bro and I are still going great.&lt;br /&gt;The CP1s today were good too. Justin didn't come, leaving Marvyn and I rather confused. But still, all went well. Played games for the whole session and I hoped they enjoyed themselves? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So to top it all up, starting a new year has been a great idea. Way better than 2006 I betcha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Some people just can't keep their stuff to themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Fancy going round telling everyone. Fuck off lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116990257665831357?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116990257665831357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116990257665831357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116990257665831357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116990257665831357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-so-fucking-bored-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116954097614246607</id><published>2007-01-23T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:29:36.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bingo Clique, With Much Love! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/404112/eb2209d3.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&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;Dear Blogger &amp;amp; World,&lt;br /&gt;School's been good, love it! I should take back my words about me loving Differentiation ( cause its easy ) though. I just realised that I kinda suck in it actually, HAHA. Rights, and I burnt my fingers today, those fingers to make a twist sign on my left hand, to be exact. It hurts like shit lah, I ( would ) swear. And school's being unfair again. The Sec 2s and 3s don't have to do Mid Year just cause they have to participate in some NDP shit, WTH. People born in 1991 are always the unlucky people, gdfmgjksgs. I think there's Physics test tomorrow, I THINK, how cool is that. Therefore, I better be safe and study, ciao ciaos! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116954097614246607?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116954097614246607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116954097614246607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116954097614246607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116954097614246607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/bingo-clique-with-much-love-3-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116930480376477123</id><published>2007-01-20T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T06:53:23.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I OFFCIALLY:&lt;br /&gt;- Love Differentiation in Amaths ( Its easy and I think I'm mad! )&lt;br /&gt;- Am a Y.A.C ( And class was good today :D )&lt;br /&gt;- Am Lukano's half a godma, the other god-ma's Phyllis. HOW COOL.&lt;br /&gt;- Am going to go tasteless if I continue eating WarHeads Junior.&lt;br /&gt;- Love my hair when its wet.&lt;br /&gt;- Am irritated with YOU, f*** off and die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116930480376477123?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116930480376477123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116930480376477123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116930480376477123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116930480376477123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-offcially-love-differentiation-in.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116922380052064493</id><published>2007-01-19T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T08:23:45.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRRRRRRRRRRRRR, BLOGGER ATE UP MY POST!&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANT TO SLEEP! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, I like school, CCA fair was a success (a rare time where all of us communicated with each other), Ngee Ann Poly Open House could have been better if the teachers didn't piss us off and today's YACs meeting was good and I'M GOING TO TRY AND INSPIRE THE KIDS TMR, LOVE IT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I'm done. I can't be bothered with blogger anymore. Stupid thing. Goodnights! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116922380052064493?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116922380052064493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116922380052064493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116922380052064493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116922380052064493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/grrrrrrrrrrrrr-blogger-ate-up-my-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116877945377512408</id><published>2007-01-14T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T05:02:45.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good evening to all. Its obvious I've changed my blogskin and don't come asking me "Why this blogskin lah!" Cause one main reason I changed was because I didn't like the font in my other blogskin and the whole thing kinda bore me after awhile so yeah! Alrights, there's school tomorrow. LOVE IT(Mann, first time I ever loved school)! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116877945377512408?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116877945377512408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116877945377512408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116877945377512408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116877945377512408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-evening-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116868446935909151</id><published>2007-01-13T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T02:57:08.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi blogger, its been a week. School's been really great! If only everyday was excursion day, love it! Yeah. Sec 4 "camp" was wonderfully spent with none other than my darling Bingo Clique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was Learning Journey and all of us cam whored like hell! 4I loves the camera lah! So we went to the Eurasian Community house(that was just infront of Mr President of Singapore's place), to the civil district(that kinda suck cause we had to walk for hell knows how long) and of course, the Supreme Court. Gosh please, the NKF case was on, but too bad we couldn't get it cause it was packed. The UFO gallery area was cool too, love it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="338" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb2a55a4.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 170px" height="340" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb2a546e.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="341" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb2a5178.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 166px" height="338" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb2a5110.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 164px" height="337" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb2a54ad.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was CIP day. I always thought that CIP sucked but this time, it changed totally. Childcare-ing at Yishun was fun! Oh and an insect landed on my shoulder that was half a pinky finger long, haha! Anyway, played with the kids and all. Performed and er, did some mistakes. We sang Father Abraham! So cute lah walao. Cam whoring with the kids were a total haha too. Love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="482" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/DSC01302-1.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 169px" height="341" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/chermaineyvonnealiciatiff.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="338" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb2644ce.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="336" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb2646f2.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="337" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb264725.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 156px" height="144" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/alicia.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Fine Etiquette course and my my, the first half was boring like hell. The food part was yummy though! Yvonne and I ate the most I think. And it was real fun! Enjoyed it much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="339" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb220a84.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 183px" height="339" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb220f85.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="339" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb22096b.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="339" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/eb2209d3.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 176px" height="599" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d66/sugarup/officewear038.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats about it. Went for YACs interview today. Total traumatising, could have just dropped dead and die! I had to imagine that Edmund and Allan were my students and be the teacher and faciliate(not teach, but facilitate) them. Gosh, it was a nightmare! AHHH! I hope I can get in lah! Okay, and my comp restarted like more than 5 times while I was doing my Commonwealth essay. Damn irritating lah! But thankfully, Sherlyn saved my essay(long story). SHE ROCKS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy-next-door, HEH! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116868446935909151?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116868446935909151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116868446935909151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116868446935909151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116868446935909151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-blogger-its-been-week.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116815594383648632</id><published>2007-01-06T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T23:45:44.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE BBQS AT THE HARMONY PARK!(That's if Sherlyn's there! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen from above, I adore BBQs. Yes, especially with Miss Sherlyn around. With her, there's always loads to update about, bitching perhaps and more updates with much laughters! :D So yeah, in reference from Sherlyn's blog here's what you should always look out for during BBQs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Always remember to overlook the matter of how many people are there BEFORE buying the food and cutleries, cause you'll never know if the food's enough for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When you hurt your hand(on the monkey bar to be specific), do not try to run around the playground to cool your hand off. You'll eventually slip and fall, just like what happened to Sherlyn. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) DO NOT say this to your client or whoever stranger thats on the phone &gt; "My name is JOSEPH, you can call me MR. JOSEPH" HAHA, like isnt it obvious that you'll call him Joseph!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) (TAKE NOTE IF YOU WANNA BE A CONSTRUCTION WORKER) When there's eight exercise stations at the fitness corner, always remember to have EIGHT exercise stations instructions on the instruction board instead of just 7. The other poor station would be sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If your dessert has sauce in it, do not take it as soup, cause thats what Sherlyn did. SPASTIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) When you break your spoon while eating and wish to take another, dont come back with two forks and no spoon cause thats retarded! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Its KINDER SURPRISE &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; Kinder eggs. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you're mum says you're fat, sometimes you can't believe her. Its probably the chair that sunk, not you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I LOVE BBQs please. :D And I realise each time I wanna buy a cd, I spend more than 30mins in the shop just deciding on which one to get. Plus, I think I blog too much, which isn't good. The length, the days, too much, not good. I shall go now. BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ruined day;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116815594383648632?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116815594383648632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116815594383648632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116815594383648632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116815594383648632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-bbqs-at-harmony-parkthats-if.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116800274161091363</id><published>2007-01-05T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T05:12:22.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I officially HATE start-of-the-school-year talks/sessions/days. Its so boring that even some of the teachers can't help but to fall asleep lah, thanks alot role models. Anyhow, I'd  much prefer lessons to such, like who doesn't?! And I thank God it starts next week, WOOHOO. Okay, so er, I've been really &lt;em&gt;suay &lt;/em&gt;these days. Like how yesterday, Mrs Das was giving a talk and she had to call 4I to answer her question (which was of course apparently me cause I was Index Number 1). Then there's Angklung where Mdm Hassanah wanted me to say a speech for CCA fair day(fortunately, with the help of a script in hand). Plus, the Malay stall uncle gave me this HUGE muscle that looked rather scary (however, I still ate it after thinking about those lil' kids in Batam). There's more, but shan't go further. And randomly, I think Mr Lim's baby son is so cute lah, aiyohhh. And Sherlyn just told me our mums has some BBQ thing going on tomorrow lah, foooooood. Okay, sleeping time now! Nights all! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116800274161091363?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116800274161091363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116800274161091363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116800274161091363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116800274161091363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-officially-hate-start-of-school-year.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116782220425100794</id><published>2007-01-03T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T03:31:51.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stuff that happened these few days:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- I chipped my teeth, WTH please. (dmgnsdmkgdiotjs!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Jogging not only caused my chip but it caused muscle aches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- I love Hana Kimi A HELL LOT :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- The start of a new school year was surprisingly good!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Miss Ong's like our FT lah, HIP HIP HOORAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- I hate doing CIPs, total bullshit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-I love my second twin, YVONNE! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Angklung was like so... no comments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In curtesy of Eunice Png :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;List ten things you want to say to ten random people, but you know you never will say these things to them. Don't reveal who the comment is meant for, and use people only once.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. You're my biggest motivation yet :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Without you, I wouldn't be as drama mama as I am now :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. I'm sorry if I ever backstabbed you way way before. I shouldn't have, cause afterall friends dont backstab each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Thanks for showing me that school can be fun, if you work wonders. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. I hope we can talk like before. I always said that with you, my life sucked. But the truth is, you brought colours to my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. I hate the way you're being. It isn't you. Change back please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7. I love you! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8. I wanted to. I used to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;9. Hello. blablablablabla.. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10. Stop trying to hard, its not gonna work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116782220425100794?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116782220425100794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116782220425100794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116782220425100794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116782220425100794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2007/01/stuff-that-happened-these-few-days-i.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116756809600167144</id><published>2006-12-31T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T20:23:34.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPICE TURNS 14 TODAY! F&lt;em&gt;inally&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest Spice, Happy BIG BIG Birthday and I hope you enjoy this day k! You know I love you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than 4hours, party poppers, sparkles and what not would be everywhere! Yes, a new year indeed. And with every new year, comes a new year resolution. Well, I thought of mine, it isn't so perfect but still, I'd do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION ONE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study very very hard for Prelims &amp;amp; Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION TWO)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less computer, more studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION THREE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to appreciate everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION FOUR)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less quarrelling with daddy and mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION FIVE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't complain and whine so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION SIX)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss 3KG of FATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION SEVEN)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to bomb my phone bills &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;, both hp and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION EIGHT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay true to my faith, forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION NINE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Os, PLAY HARD! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTION TEN)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, start working hard! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, it should do. It isn't that easy, and it isnt that difficult either. Okay, I'm done here. Thank you blogger for keeping me company while my show on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loads. Watch Hana Kimi everyone, its oh-so-funny. Goodbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116756809600167144?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116756809600167144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116756809600167144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116756809600167144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116756809600167144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/spice-turns-14-today-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116732299421106694</id><published>2006-12-28T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T02:31:52.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi blogger, yes, I'm blogging again. Everyone can't seem to get into the internet(Rachel's an example) other than ME! I rock lah, or maybe my comp rocks. CCA kept me occupied, love it. I love the aircon, I love learning Malay AND I love the company that's around me. They're just awesome. Then there's Val's party. It was funny with the otah thing and all. See, God made my life full of fun! Okay, other than the ulcer I have(that can't make me grin my teeth) and maybe some hiccups here and there. I love you world! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED-FOR-JUST-18MINS-SO-FAR 15TH BIRTHDAY, VAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU'RE FINALLY OFFICALLY 15! YAYYNESS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY 1 YEAR ANNI GOOOOOOOOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YOU KNOW &lt;u&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/u&gt;, UH HUH UH HUH! :D&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/32995037-116732299421106694?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116732299421106694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116732299421106694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116732299421106694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116732299421106694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/hi-blogger-yes-im-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116721796182664160</id><published>2006-12-27T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T03:12:41.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCA these two days have been going on well. Laughters, laughters and more laughters. Whats more, lunch with the same people always makes me laugh. From clefairy&lt;em&gt;(whatever you spell it)&lt;/em&gt; to 5people sharing one pathetic umbrella to what not. &lt;em&gt;Under the Sea&lt;/em&gt; is lovely, and speaking of which, I'm suppose to hear it now, haha. However, lunch and dinner is never the same without mum's cooking. I miss it so badly that each time I eat, I feel like crying. Abit too over, dont you think? But yeah, a month without her isn't easy. Imagine eating loafs of bread and Holicks for lunch on one fine day just because you're sick and tired of the outside. And steamboat for Christmas without her seems so plain with no nagging and all. But the sufferings are over babeh~! Mum's coming back in 3 days,&lt;strong&gt; 3 DAYS&lt;/strong&gt;! No more outside food, no more peacefulness at home, the motherly love, and the nags are back! FYI, MSN's being a total jerk now, but its okay, I have Minesweeper to keep me company! To sum it all up randomly, God is &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(as always!)&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116721796182664160?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116721796182664160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116721796182664160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116721796182664160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116721796182664160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/cca-these-two-days-have-been-going-on_27.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116698499413853441</id><published>2006-12-24T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T10:30:45.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; Christmas this year because its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DIFFERENT&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Well, my Christmas may not be as grand as yours, as lovely as yours and as enjoyable as yours, but what makes my Christmas different is the friends I made. This year has been a rollercoaster ride. I never thought I would spill anything out to anyone, any secrets at all; I thought I could never trust anyone, yes, NEVER, until I found a group of people true enough to rely on. These people always made my day. And what's more, the troubles filled inside you, just pour it out, they would be there to comfort you. When you're lost, they help you find the way. God gave me these friends, friends that could perhaps(or hopefully) last a lifetime! And Christmas started with a bang, with them, :D Well, you know who you guys are now, thank you so much for everything! Have a Merry Christmas and enjoy your morning k! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL YOU FOLKS DOWN THERE! YOU'RE LOVED! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh and guess what:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;em&gt;thanks for not replying me, says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;you're nice :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Akiko&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;em&gt;Early on the evening, just about suppertime, says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;you're really nice &amp; sweet D:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lukano&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;em&gt;- жЖ Lцќѧлѳ Жж - [loving classical music once more.] says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;u're nice and sweet and cute. XD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Denise&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;em&gt;Denise 'Tis the season to be jollyyyyy says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Denise thinks you're crazy!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How cool is that :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116698499413853441?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116698499413853441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116698499413853441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116698499413853441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116698499413853441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-christmas-this-year-because-its.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116676870605143408</id><published>2006-12-21T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:25:06.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's outing with Best was fun! Went to PS and er, 30mins was spent on searching for a place to eat. Yes, 30MINS, it was crowded, don't blame us. Cafe Cartel-ed in the end and what'd you know, it was worth the price after all. The whole meal was a delight and service was good. Oh, and Best loves scaring people. Yes, she scared me 3 times during our meal. Walked and shopped after which and saw many bunch of familiar people! Homed then after! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Project Superstar at night with Rach, and HAHA, Daren got in. Peace be with you Rachel! Watching competitions like this with Rach is always fun. Why? Because both of us would start yelling at each other and quarrelling over God-knows-what-reason. Dearest Goon, always remember to reach out &lt;em&gt;HIGH HIGH INTO THE &lt;strong&gt;SKYYYYYYY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;alrights! Heh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's today. Met up with Chiang and Security Guards ain't a good occupation to be, you don't wanna know why. Tracy's like slowwwwww in changing, and chocolates can be heavenly at times, but TOO MUCH ain't that good. Julia was a great company home too, FYI. I think I wanna go sleep now. Its just two more days to Christmas, counting down! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I just saw a fun survey to do. Its from Reginal's btw! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so here's how it all works:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Open your library&lt;br /&gt;2.Put in on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;3.Press play&lt;br /&gt;4.For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;br /&gt;5.When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;br /&gt;6.Don't lie and pretend you're cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OPENING CREDITS&lt;/strong&gt;: Geek in the pink; What a song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAKING UP&lt;/strong&gt;: Summer Holiday; Hur, so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;: Blackout; HAHA, funnyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FALLING IN LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;: Escape artist never die; No link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIGHT SONG&lt;/strong&gt;: Single; Tsk, why no link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAKING UP&lt;/strong&gt;: Untitled; Saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROM&lt;/strong&gt;: 25minutes; Haha, more like a wedding song lah tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;: Stay with you; Wth, so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MENTAL BREAKDOWN&lt;/strong&gt;: Crazy beautiful; No wonder got mental breakdown, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRIVING&lt;/strong&gt;: We ride; FINALLY something that links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLASHBACK&lt;/strong&gt;: Lost without you; YEAH! :D Love this song, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GETTING BACK TOGETHER&lt;/strong&gt;: When you're mad; Er, rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDDING&lt;/strong&gt;: Red to black; I like Red and Black! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTH OF CHILD&lt;/strong&gt;: Say goodbye; Walao, what a way to see the birth of a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINAL BATTLE&lt;/strong&gt;: More than words; Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEATH SCENE&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't love you no more; Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUNERAL SONG&lt;/strong&gt;: 4ever; HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END CREDITS&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't worry about me; Sweeeeeet. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116676870605143408?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116676870605143408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116676870605143408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116676870605143408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116676870605143408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterdays-outing-with-best-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116661177886590390</id><published>2006-12-20T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T05:29:37.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, I prayed to God for a better weather. And there, he answered my prayer from above and gave us a bright and sunny Wednesday afternoon! I wonder if the orphans in Batam are fine, cause they may not be able to sleep at all due to the flood. Poor kids, if only they could come over and stay with us for awhile, that would be so so great. Haha, okay, I don't know what I'm saying but yeah. I'm bored, it doesn't feel like its Christmas and school's reopening in 2 weeks. Woohoo! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116661177886590390?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116661177886590390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116661177886590390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116661177886590390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116661177886590390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-night-i-prayed-to-god-for-better.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116643747478666552</id><published>2006-12-18T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T02:26:27.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Batam trip was a success! Friendships made to the happiness brought to the orphans were all priceless. Everyone had fun, I suppose. Well, I did. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for Harbourfront center. Checked in and off to the ferry. Apparently the journey there was a blast with the company of Phyllis and Jo. Even the front row people could hear us laughing the whole time from the back, heh. Reached and had lunch. Lunch was alrights, and they served cow lungs lah, bleh. Went to the hotel and it was better than what I expected. Packed the goody bags, had dinner, prayer session-ed and back to Gwen, Audrey and Eunice room and yadahed. Slept after which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for a 1 hour journey to St Ignatius orphanage at 8am. Reached and played with the kids. Had KFC for lunch. Oh, and we spotted the handsome and pretty in the orphanage. The kids were adorable please. Had P&amp;W session too. It was so emotional when they started coming to us and shaking hands saying thank you. So awww lah. And they were damn cute when they sang it with us cause its like they were damn high and all. Back to the hotel, bathed, dinnered, prayer session-ed and back to the hotel again where Phyllis and I were having our own personal movie screening. So fun lah. Slept after which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to St Peter's church to give our donation. Phyllis and Audrey kept playing with that cute chubby boy, haha. Did gardening, played with the kids, had an awesome lunch and left for shopping. Shopped like some mad freak. Had dinner and everyone was going crazy cause the food was spicy. Back to the hotel, blablabla, and slept. Oh and yes, our room leader pissed us off too. Irritating pok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to some church to have mass. There was this guy that danced so cute-ly lah. Mass was in Indo lingo, damn blur. And Jospeh say when I don't smile I look fierce, huh! Haha. This indonesian girl became Avril, Sheena and my penpal. Total coolness. Painted and all of us were using the roller brush thing as a massaging kit. Had fun painting. Had lunch and yes, I spotted a butt-toucher, yicks! P&amp;amp;W with the kids and had A&amp;W for snack. Shopped and ferry-ed back to Singapore. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip has made me realise how fortunate I have been. How silly I was to always complained that I never had the best in life. Despite the orphans living in bad conditions of only sweet potato and corns for survival, they were happy. Much happier than the girl that lives well off. And whats more, the sunburns that I have now means nothing. I'm far better than those having boils on their head isnt it. This trip has enlightened me, WOOHOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey, Tiffany, "Chanteh" and Gen :D&lt;br /&gt;She's suppose to be called Henny btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/450152/DSC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/549037/DSC00125.jpg" width="234" 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;&lt;br /&gt;Sahca, Audrey, Lynn, Tiffany, Gwen,&lt;br /&gt;Liz, Val, Handome and Handsome's friend.&lt;br /&gt;Boy in brown is Mr Handome, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/785793/DSC00130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/575655/DSC00130.jpg" width="242" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany, Phyllis, Audrey and Ah Yan.&lt;br /&gt;She's dressed nicely for Mass. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/239830/DSC00166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/85579/DSC00166.jpg" width="255" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of us who are performing for the kids. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/625050/DSC00193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/759206/DSC00193.jpg" width="261" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALT at the Church with the kids :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/1600/442062/DSC00197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3177/776/320/577216/DSC00197.jpg" width="280" 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/32995037-116643747478666552?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116643747478666552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116643747478666552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116643747478666552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116643747478666552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/batam-trip-was-success-friendships.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116600575214031628</id><published>2006-12-13T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T02:29:12.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all, I've finally decided to blog. Life's been great, dad's still nagging, mum's still the same(just a lil nuts but thats a good thing), IKEA's swedish meatballs and chicken wings are the best, bro and sis are ever so great, church rocks as usual. Batam's tomorrow, and thats a bonus. I'm all packed and ready to go! So till Sunday, goodbye :D Oh yes oh yes, don't miss me too much alrights! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just for Laughs :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, you know the project runway ah, the Jeffrey win can!&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Really?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yah! But I still like Michael lah, he's damn good. Michael rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Noooo, he's Michael Knight, not Michael Rocks lah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I mean not literally the rocks lah kuku. I mean, rocks rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Bro: But he's Mr Knight, not Mr Rocks. Just like, you're Miss Ang not Miss whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ugh! Oh, nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;Bro laughssssssssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116600575214031628?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116600575214031628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116600575214031628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116600575214031628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116600575214031628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-all-ive-finally-decided-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116553401576105933</id><published>2006-12-07T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:26:55.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is not a happy post. I'm up at 7am, YES 7AM, and my dad already spoilt my day. I know I was wrong and all, but he made things even worse. Parents can never understand their children, NEVER. All they ever think of is: &lt;em&gt;you are wrong, I am right&lt;/em&gt;. Please lah, its time things change. Parents arent always right. Most of the time they are, but not all. YOU taking me out from the group is like pushing me away from my faith. Its the group that made me this faithful, and now, you just ruined it, EVERYTHING. Fine, go on, have it your way. &lt;em&gt;"Parents are the roots for the start of a child's faith" &lt;/em&gt;HA, I don't believe in that phrase anymore. Mine = not roots = more like dead leaves = the END of my faith. Yes, end of faith = end of life. BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy, I can't wait to go on an emo streak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any partners to go along with? :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord, I pray for a stronger bridge between my parents and I. I'd always pray about this, but nothing happens. But its okay, time will come right? And only I can do it. Lord, help me to try, please. And also, I'd like to pray fo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; Uncle B and Jolyn's flight, that they will be safe from harm. And er, Lord, I understand why this is all happening now. I suppose. I also hope that everything will be fine. I pray, through christ our Lord, Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116553401576105933?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116553401576105933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116553401576105933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116553401576105933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116553401576105933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-not-happy-post.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116540057700767308</id><published>2006-12-06T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T02:22:57.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's play was good. And Maureen was awesome! Anyway, Akiko and Jasmine were a great company on our way there. Apparently, &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; enjoyed it cause I was irritating them most of the time. :D Rachel, her sis and cousin were there too. Its been a looooong time aye? Had Logistic stuff today. Packed pencils and brick games for the kids in batam. Itunes being a bitch now, and WTH, the thunder was like freaking LOUD! sdjfnsdjogjodsgjs. Mum's also been nagging alot lately. But still, there's chilli crab for dinner! Off to eat now, damn you stupid computer :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116540057700767308?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116540057700767308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116540057700767308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116540057700767308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116540057700767308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterdays-play-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116524964180153683</id><published>2006-12-04T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T08:29:58.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;AKIKO'S SUREY :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-name the person that you are thinking right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Er, Phyllis. She's like sleeping now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- what you wish to experience right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Being an animal, do NOT laugh. Its good to experience being one. That way, I can like totally find out if they bitch about, crap around, or even joke at each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- what will you do when you lost something that was very precious to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lets see how dear it is to me first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- if the person you like goes out on an outing with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hur, dream on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- if that person you like held your hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hold it back? Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- whats infront of you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- what do you wish to get back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't know, life just goes on for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I get it back, It'd be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I don't , then let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- what was your most sweetest dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's plenty, where should I start? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- when the one you like have a stead now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- when you fall in love with another person and your previous expresses his/her feelings for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosh, so ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- the next five for the quiz ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rachel, Reginal, Akina, who else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Cause now, I learn to hold back, things in life that I could never have/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116524964180153683?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116524964180153683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116524964180153683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116524964180153683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116524964180153683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/akikos-surey-d-name-person-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116513337836954810</id><published>2006-12-02T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T00:11:04.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D to all. Had real bad tummyache yesterday, bad system or something. However, the BBQ was great. Jo and Uncle B's speech was so touching that I teared, damn. I'M GONNA MISS YOU UNCLE B! :( But don't worry. One year down the road, you'll see us all, still united as one, I'm sure. :D Conferenced in the night and I guess Phyllis and I really felt a change in us after Uncle B's talk, and its a good thing by the way. Had mass, KFC-ed and SALT. Oh yes, I rock in the cheat game lahhh, hoho. Daddy just bought a new computer moniter, and the speaker attached to the moniter has really good sound system, pleasant to the ear. Rights, off now, tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you like water, like breath, like rain/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116513337836954810?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116513337836954810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116513337836954810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116513337836954810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116513337836954810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/12/d-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116488323424767235</id><published>2006-11-30T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T02:40:34.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Awwwwwww&lt;/em&gt;, I'm witnessing love everywhere. Not to me of course, but to others. Lovely, lovely, oh so lovely. &lt;strong&gt;:D :D :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sis, mum and I headed to Ikea Tampines say.. 10 in the morning, and crap did we find out that the queue was as long as the Great World of China. Yes, we can totally get a Guiness World Record 2007 with that. I think it was much more grand as compared to the awaiting of the Hello Kitty stuff toy in Macs, ha. Got in, and what do you expect, a can packed with sardines of course! Apparently, half of Singapore was there. And yes, good thing the can was way big enough to allow us, &lt;em&gt;"sardines"&lt;/em&gt;, to breathe. The trip there was worthwhile though. Bought loads of stuff, and it also brought back loads of temptations. But for one main, &lt;em&gt;"DADDY, I WANNA RENOVATE MY ROOM, PLEASEEEEEEE!"&lt;/em&gt; Hoho. Okay, so thats it. Renovation starts.. &lt;strong&gt;SOON&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got freed from the massive amount of people and lunched at RM where I saw Ryan, Val and Sacha. How nice of them to visit me while eating ah, haha. Homed and out again. Swapped movies with Ashley, and er Ashley, Singapore's in a warm weather, not really that cold you know! Suprise Plan was&lt;strong&gt; HALF&lt;/strong&gt; a success. Just a lil more to go. Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Its your choice now, we've done our part, now you decide ok? But whatever you say, &lt;em&gt;we'll &lt;/em&gt;respect it. :D Alrights, tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one told me you came.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait, no one knew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116488323424767235?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116488323424767235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116488323424767235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116488323424767235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116488323424767235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/awwwwwww-im-witnessing-love-everywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116479283345394525</id><published>2006-11-29T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:23:32.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So conferenced last night till 4am with the exception of Phyllis and Ryan falling asleep. Ashley and I kept shouting our ass off, but to no avail, the both piggys were soundly asleep, leaving the both of us having our own karaoke session, haha! Oh well, today's another boring day. Surprise plan postponed, can't go for tonight's christmas deco thing, and there's no one to watch PSS with me tonight, thanks to Rachel who's way way in Japan. 4 more days though! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spice saved boredom &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE7EN people and things that make me smile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)SALT/Church clique&lt;br /&gt;2)Best&lt;br /&gt;3)Akina&lt;br /&gt;4)Rachel&lt;br /&gt;5)Sherlyn&lt;br /&gt;6)Julia&lt;br /&gt;7)HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE7EN ways to win my heart:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Do sweet stuff&lt;br /&gt;2)Sing me my favourite song&lt;br /&gt;3) :D&lt;br /&gt;4) :D&lt;br /&gt;5) :D&lt;br /&gt;6) :D&lt;br /&gt;7) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE7EN people I believe/trust in:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Church people :D&lt;br /&gt;2)Best&lt;br /&gt;3)My family?&lt;br /&gt;4)Julia&lt;br /&gt;5)Rachel&lt;br /&gt;6)Akina&lt;br /&gt;7)Sherlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE7EN things I hope to have/do now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Money please!&lt;br /&gt;2)Go to the toilet&lt;br /&gt;3)Be not bored?&lt;br /&gt;4)Get a lil more tanner&lt;br /&gt;5)Have many more outings&lt;br /&gt;6) :D&lt;br /&gt;7) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE7EN things I do everyday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Talk on the phone&lt;br /&gt;2)Bath&lt;br /&gt;3)Sleep, alot!&lt;br /&gt;4)Computer&lt;br /&gt;5)Watch tv&lt;br /&gt;6)Eat and eat and eat&lt;br /&gt;7)Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE7EN people I want to see now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Sherlyn!&lt;br /&gt;2)Best!&lt;br /&gt;3) :D&lt;br /&gt;4) :D&lt;br /&gt;5) :D&lt;br /&gt;6) :D&lt;br /&gt;7) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE7EN people who should also do this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 2) 3) 4) 5) 6) 7)&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE LAH K! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116479283345394525?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116479283345394525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116479283345394525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116479283345394525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116479283345394525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-conferenced-last-night-till-4am.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116453987216235174</id><published>2006-11-26T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T03:18:19.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Two things to look forward to:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AUDREY'S COMING BACK TOMORROW! :D :D :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEST BREAKS CAMP TODAY, YAYY! :D :D :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Two things NOT to look forward to:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;RACHEL'S GOING TO JAPAN LIKE, SOON = TODAY! :( :( :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHERLYN'S FLYING TO PHILIPPINES FOR LIKE A MONTH, TOMORROW! :( :( :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats damn sad please. Like who's gonna watch television and laugh with me, and who am I to update stuff to, ugh. Promised Chiang that I'll message her a full page of crap everyday, rise or shine. Yes, my bill's gonna cause a bomb, but who cares! And Sherlyn "promised" she would go online once every week to let me update her, yayy. On the other hand, I can't wait to talk to Best and hear about her camp and for Audrey to be back with her slow stories too, so fun! And by the way, aeroplane lessons with Caleb is very inspiring, trust me. To think that I'd shut him up most of the time, but today, its exception. Its like knowing things that you wouldn't even ask why. And Gen cut her hair! She said its gonna be shocking, but nopes, its really fine. Lunch was really noisy too, with the company of the two plus Phyllis, Gwen and Berwin. Lots of fun and laughter, as usual. Now now, I wasn't suppose to blog, but there, goodbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember a time I screamed so loud &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that you almost went toned deaf, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovely isn't it? :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116453987216235174?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116453987216235174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116453987216235174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116453987216235174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116453987216235174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-things-to-look-forward-to-audreys.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116411101941170023</id><published>2006-11-21T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T04:10:21.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chalet was hell fun! Okay, so anyway, met Phyllis in the morning, ate, met the rest and off to Pasir Ris Park to cycle. And yay, I know how to cycleeeeee, haha. Eh, whatever lah, I couldn't cycle before okay, whatever. Okay, so apparently we were suppose to cycle to the chalet, place our bags, continue cycling. But in the end, it started to pour suddenly lah. Eunice took my bike and I was left alone with Lynn to walk to the chalet. Damn drench lah we all, but we didn't bother. And the best part was that I was walking bare footed cause my slippers' stripe came off. So yeah. Stayed in the chalet with Lynn and Eunice, arcade and played cheat with 4 decks of cards lah walao. Okay, then a whole group of us went swimming. And it was damn retarded! We were more like playing catching with the security guard cause it was already 10 plus when the pool closed at 9. He kept asking us to get out and we kept going back. And Rico was damn spastic lah. He was more like playing hide and seek with the security guard, HAHA. Okay, and we saw like some guy that got his trunks taken out by his friends in the water. Damn malu lah, haha. And Berwin was being so annoying asking how long it was. Played heart attack and muderer and stayed in the room for like 3 hours from 1-4am, ha. And we played soccer and Val scored a goal, haha! Then some bunch of i-don't-know-what came and the girl had a sprain ankle and needed a &lt;em&gt;tall, strong and sense of security guy &lt;/em&gt;to bring her back to her chalet. So spas lah, of all people, it had to be the guys from our church, wth. So yeah, they were so annoying. But anyway, 6am came, went swimming, arcade and prepared to leave. Was damn sleepy by then and the best part was that we Mac-ed and the hashbrown was like never ending lah, so long can! And Phyllis come act finish her hashbrown, haha. And all of us saw this hip hop auntie that made all of us laughed. Homed and the bus crashed lah, basketttt. Homed, and slept for like 7hours, woohoo! Overall, the chalet was fun thanks to all((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Captions:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pic 1.&lt;/strong&gt; After cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pic 2.&lt;/strong&gt; The messy and ants-fested room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pic 3/4.&lt;/strong&gt; The cheat table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pic 5.&lt;/strong&gt; All of us at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/chalet%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/chalet%20005.jpg" width="226" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/chalet%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="133" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/chalet%20010.jpg" width="165" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/chalet%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/chalet%20015.jpg" width="187" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/chalet%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="184" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/chalet%20017.jpg" width="204" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/chalet%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/chalet%20038.jpg" width="189" 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/32995037-116411101941170023?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116411101941170023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116411101941170023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116411101941170023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116411101941170023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/chalet-was-hell-fun-okay-so-anyway-met.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116387145411963114</id><published>2006-11-18T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T09:37:34.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SALT BBQ was hella fun today. So yeah, met clique and off to canteen. Talked, ate, yadah yadah and decided to walk around with Phyllis. Got ourselves an ice-cream, and yeah, we had a heart to heart talk kinda thing. Jolyn and Audrey joined in, and I guess after Uncle B's talk and all, it really struck me that all he said was really true. I'm glad we had that talk,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THANK YOU UNCLE B!:D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The rest of the time was damn spastic lah. Like playing the table soccer where Phyllis was yayy-ing and everyone was staring at her when she had lost in the first place, haha. Played like 4 games? Even Father Kenny joined in, haha, damn funny. Then we played Donkey and Happy Family and it was so spastic cause Phyllis and I went to place a Turkey and Chicken card from the Donkey deck into the Happy Family pile. And I don't know how Amerie found out, but it made me laugh like hell lah! And the handkerchief, knief and cards thing, goshhhhh! Okay, was suppose to play with poker cards but homed. Oh oh! There's SALT tomorrow and CP3 Chalet on Monday, can't waitttttttttt!(:&lt;br /&gt;Just randomly, SALT makes my day!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116387145411963114?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116387145411963114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116387145411963114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116387145411963114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116387145411963114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/salt-bbq-was-hella-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116378144800191723</id><published>2006-11-17T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:06:08.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Glady&lt;/strong&gt; is very &lt;strong&gt;glad&lt;/strong&gt; today because she brought &lt;strong&gt;gladness&lt;/strong&gt; to those who are &lt;strong&gt;unglad&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Tiffany's creation to Audrey :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, yesterday was funny. Brandon had a very deprived childhood, haha. Denyse thought a finger looked like a candle, wth?! Oh oh, and Batman squeezes Robin! Anyway, watched &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step Up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with WeiTing today. Gosh, that tyler guy's hot. And yes, I miss WeiTing like alot lah, its been like 5months! So yeah, we're gonna have many more outings right?(: And I bought myself a pair of slippers, yayy! Alrights, there's SALT BBQ tomorrow, can't wait! Goodnight now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause baby goodbye, doesn't mean forever/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116378144800191723?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116378144800191723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116378144800191723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116378144800191723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116378144800191723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/glady-is-very-glad-today-because-she.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116364715698300870</id><published>2006-11-15T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T19:19:17.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there. Yes, I'm blogging again, sheeh. Hols are starting to get boring, for the fact that I keep going out almost everyday, mum doesn't like it. Oh wells. So yesterday, had Amaths, very productive. Got home, had a mini fight with my mum over going out and all, and I won, duh :D Had prata for lunch and homed again. Audrey's becoming faster, yay! I'm proud of her, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;KEEP IT UP AUDREY!(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rushed through Amaths but guess what, I forgot to hand it in today! Neh neh, so much for that. So yah. Oh yes, and I conference with my 4 fellow kiddos last night. Er, or rather its 6, thats if you count the siblings of theirs that keep kachao-ing, haha. Anyway, cute lah they. With just a one-day conference, I manage to learn something about each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sherlyn&lt;/strong&gt;: This woman is exceptional lah, how can I not know her when I knew her for a lifetime. Oh yes, just one thing, she loves &lt;em&gt;phycho-ing&lt;/em&gt; people, sheeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Akiko&lt;/strong&gt;: Likes to &lt;em&gt;talk &lt;/em&gt;alot when everyone's not talking. When everyone talks, she's one of the quietest, tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;"Yah, ERRRRR"&lt;/em&gt;, HAHA! Loves making noises that are damn funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irene&lt;/strong&gt;: She plays Maple and she says she's&lt;em&gt; ONLY&lt;/em&gt; at Level 51. &lt;em&gt;ONLY&lt;/em&gt;, gosh. And she's the main conference-r but she doesn't talk, spas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, my 4 fellow kiddos. And I beat them in almost every game we play, YAYY! Blah. Okay, just a random thing, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I want a webcam and mic soon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;lah, then I can smile at Valerie, HAHA! Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116364715698300870?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116364715698300870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116364715698300870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116364715698300870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116364715698300870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116351682075786196</id><published>2006-11-14T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T07:23:01.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:((((((((((((((((((((((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The flu virus is back, ugh. I hate having a flu, it totally cocks up your nostrils resulting the resistance of oxygen to enter, damn you stupid flu. Anyway, the love of Amaths is coming back, yeah baby! Mrs Soh's good like I-dont-know-what and she controls the class so well that we don't even have to say 'shut up'. Thats rare okay, and because she's able to do so, therefore it makes her a prestigious teacher for 3I/4I. Gosh, female maths teachers are good(: Perhaps Audrey's gonna suffer at midnight. Clock, please strike 12 soon! Goodnight all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry if I ever loved you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116351682075786196?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116351682075786196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116351682075786196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116351682075786196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116351682075786196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/flu-virus-is-back-ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116341947450675271</id><published>2006-11-13T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T04:04:35.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn the stupid comp for restarting, tsk. Anyway, yesterday was a high day. Thanks to Dickheaded Illyana for wanting help to cheer her up, baba. Then there was Audrey. Gosh, she's freaking slow man, who knows, even worse than a snail! If only I could take a hammer and crack her brain up! No best, a screwdriver would be much perfect, then I can go screw out all the slowness out of her, DAMN, haha! Okay, anyway, had Amaths today, and gosh, it was productive for once, maybe cause its Mrs Soh thats teaching, hoho. Hougang Mall-ed with sis after which then we kbox-ed. Hahahahahahahhahahahaha, okay, goodbye now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Introducing Illyana &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and I(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[b]Clap your hands say yeah/[/b] &gt;&gt;&gt; Illyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; you kept me waiting like a fool &gt;&gt;&gt; Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[b]Clap your hands say yeah/[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;WEI. TALK TO ME. cheer me up.  i feeling rather low now :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;br /&gt;just go rather up. that would do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll cheer you on to let you go rather up,&lt;br /&gt;go go go, ale ale ale~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-and the song goes on..... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;br /&gt;babaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-I starts singing the baba black sheep song. THEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;br /&gt;ONE FOR MY MASTER, ONE FOR MY MAID ONE FOR THE LITTLE BOY THAT I DONT KNOW WAHT HAPPENED TO HIM. what happened ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[b]Clap your hands say yeah/[/b] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HE LIVES DOWN THE LANE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[b]Clap your hands say yeah/[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;KUKUBIRDY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he lives down the lane with a kukubirdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how about balls. they are nice, yummy are all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[b]Clap your hands say yeah/[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE INSISTED ON MAKING FRIENDS WITH THE KUKUBIRDY INSTEAD LAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-and the story of the kukubirdy goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[b]Clap your hands say yeah/[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO MEET YOU DURING THE HOLIDAYS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;br /&gt;you wanna come compass see me work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[b]Clap your hands say yeah/[/b] says:&lt;br /&gt;what you working as?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;br /&gt;a human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what balls you want? I got vball, bball, tennis ball, ping pong ball, which one you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;[b]Clap your hands say yeah/[/b] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; you kept me waiting like a fool says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, its not available here. thank you and please come again(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, thats all for now. There's many more btw, haha! And damn blogger for not letting me put my drawing of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; flag, tsk! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116341947450675271?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116341947450675271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116341947450675271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116341947450675271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116341947450675271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/damn-stupid-comp-for-restarting-tsk.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116332218105219530</id><published>2006-11-12T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:03:01.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a fun day I must say! Massed with Jolyn, Audrey and Phyllis in the morning. Summon was boring and yes, we were talking much about lots of stuff, as usual. Ljs-ed with the 3 plus Eunice, Brandon and Caleb after which. Gosh, so funny lah! And Caleb accually drew a graph on a piece of tissue paper, using chilli and a knife, haha! Even the LJS staff found us noisy, wth. Okay, so we bought our long lollies and back to SALT room where we donkey-ed and daxiao-ed. And we realised that Xinmin people, Audrey and Brandon that is, are rather slow in understanding cause they can repeat what a person says when it was just said a second ago. So yeah, then we yadahed, and everyone was like so pissed over --- lah, haha! Oh wells. Homed after which and I can't wait for Escape and WWW soon soon soon!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116332218105219530?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116332218105219530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116332218105219530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116332218105219530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116332218105219530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-fun-day-i-must-say-massed.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116326119843665117</id><published>2006-11-11T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T08:06:39.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, yesterday was Lysandra's wedding. Sweet, lovely, and gosh are the little fairies cute! Mass was fine, rather. Got high when I got home, and I don't know why. Slept in the afternoon. Off to Regent Hotel for the dinner. And yeah, everyone was so panicky. But all went well. Dinner was gret. And while bro was driving us home, the car was like a karaoke lounge lah, HAHA, fun fun. So yeah, towned today with momma and got clothes, hohoho. Oh yes, and there's church tomorrow, weeeeeee, goodbye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2Cs and 2Hs in a day/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116326119843665117?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116326119843665117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116326119843665117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116326119843665117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116326119843665117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-yesterday-was-lysandras-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116307818581131313</id><published>2006-11-09T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T05:16:26.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got my hair cut, not that bad. Compassed to get my shoes today, weeeeee. Tomorrow's Lysandra's wedding, can't wait can't wait, so exciting please, hawhaw! And I just realise there's Amaths and Emaths work to do, goodbye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought of what happened in Feb, and come to think of it, I somehow regret. Who knows, would everything be different from now? We wouldn't know. But all I know is, you just don't care anymore, thanks alot man, thanks alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116307818581131313?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116307818581131313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116307818581131313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116307818581131313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116307818581131313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/got-my-hair-cut-not-that-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116287720430008511</id><published>2006-11-06T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:26:44.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God works miracles, remember that. Okay, so apparently Bro's gf, Serene, lost her luggage at St France(Somewhere part of USA I guess) when she was already at Memphis(Another part of USA)! And that's because she tore off the tag for the whole journey, gosh. So yeah, I prayed hard, and I guess bro was worried for her too, and woohoo, what do you know, Serene messaged me in the morning telling me her luggage was found! Yeah babehhhhh, and bro had to scare me by telling me that if there wasn't a tag, they would burn the luggage, wthhhh. So yah, conclusion: God works Miracles!&lt;33333&gt; Man, I'm damn grateful now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and now, I'm gonna do Ms Akina's question and answers, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page18 and find line four.&lt;br /&gt;"Express and Marie-Claire and Vogue and GQ and...." Thats what it says, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;I touch my Guillotine game playing cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is that last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;The Jacky show thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is.&lt;br /&gt;Say... 12.45?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;1.04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;My mum talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside?&lt;br /&gt;Errrr, two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Getting confirmed and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;My handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;House tee and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Just awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, erm.. a stupid big fan, the aircon, is the door counted, yeah the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, like what, aliens?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad, quite dumb accually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;Deathnote, mann, L is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;How about the whole bank, then I can be a multi-billionaire instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I want to cut my hair NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;Smoking to be prohibited, its bad for health, the smell sucks AND its air pollution, simply causing more haze, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I dance tango, chacha, hula dance, HOW COOL IS THAT. not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George W Bush.. American?&lt;br /&gt;Is he, I don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a boy, what will you call him?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a girl, what will you call her?&lt;br /&gt;I like the name Evangeline, how about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you ever considered living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;I will be with you always! Awwwww, I love God lah okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 4 people who must do this in their blog&lt;br /&gt;Accually, I dont know who.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116287720430008511?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116287720430008511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116287720430008511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116287720430008511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116287720430008511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/god-works-miracles-remember-that.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116274101831981858</id><published>2006-11-05T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T07:45:43.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world/heaven, &lt;em&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY CONFIRMED!!!&lt;/em&gt; Yeah babeh, the feeling's hella gooooood. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BESTIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Wynee went too, thanks alot for coming!&lt;333&gt; But I guess I'm really gonna miss CP3 St. Gabs 06 like Alottttttttttttt, and I mean it with a capital &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like a different thing with our class and other classes lah. Like how in our class, the girls are wayyyy noisier while other classes, its the guys. But yeah, all these have become a part of my life and in my heart, especially the times I shared with&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Phyllis&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Jolyn&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Audrey &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;Clarissa&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, if it wasn't for you guys, there wouldn't be a Tiffany Janelle Ang. It would be a simple Tiffany that never would be able to stand true to her faith and would still brag about how boring cathechism is. It was you guys that made cathechism so enjoyable that we didn't even wanna leave from our seats. Thank you sooooo much, and we'll still be close, right? Yeah, and speaking of that, there's Fabian to thank for too! Similarly, it was him that made cathechism so much way enjoying as compared to the previous teacher. Okay, we may be noisy at times, but still, he gave us the patience and love and would also joke with us throughout our sessions. I mean, which cathechism teacher would accually FOREVER talk about their friends having problems, they themselves having problems and all, SELDOM. Boyyyy, if you were in his class, you can never be able to count how many number of friends he have that are poor things mann, tsktsk. Oh yes, and not to forget last year's funfair. I've never seen our class being soooo united lah, and I guess that was something unexpected for. So yeah, my 3 years of pre-confirmation life was well-spent thanks to CP3 St Gabs 06 + Fabian and Godma &lt;3333333333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, enough of that. Got home, and mum hogged the computer for like the whollllllllle day lah! Dammit, and I was pissing her off the whole time, which was kinda fun(hahaha, sadistic!). So then, we left for dinner. Ate Spizza at Jalan Kayu, wah I tell you, sedappppppp! Homed, and we saw the 4D teletext and my gosh, which idiot won the 2nd and 3rd prize in one day man! Both the same numbers lah, neh neh. Okay, karaoke session and the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why my family's nuts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mum laughs like a witch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dad got so bored that he started pissing Mum off together with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bro's having diarrohea but he still can happily go Hard Gay style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sis can sneeze more than 10 times in say... a minute? WITHOUT COVERING HER MOUTH. Bro-in-law keeps getting 100 in the karaoke even though he sings zao xia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I AM ALWAYS NUTS(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDDDDDDDD, LOTS OF LOVE!&lt;333&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/32995037-116274101831981858?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116274101831981858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116274101831981858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116274101831981858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116274101831981858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-worldheaven-im-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116263917423022374</id><published>2006-11-04T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:19:34.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fking shit, blogger doesnt want me to upload the photos lah, damn. Guess I got to wait for another day. Anyway, I'm having butterflies in my stomach cause its confirmation tomorrow. I'm damn scared lah, and I don't know why. Someone please shot me dead now, please! I'm getting all shivery and cold, ahhhhhh. What if I fall(and thats because I'm gonna wear heels), what if I said something wrong infront of the archbishop. Omgosh, is he gonna remember me for life?! I think I'm being paranoid, TOO paranoid. And I don't know how I'm gonna walk from home to church tomorrow wearing a stupid white dress, sheeh. God bless me, very much. Amen(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116263917423022374?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116263917423022374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116263917423022374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116263917423022374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116263917423022374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/fking-shit-blogger-doesnt-want-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116247748430111821</id><published>2006-11-02T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T06:24:44.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL CHIANG JIA XIN!&lt;333333333333333333!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You're finally officially the same age as me now, woohoo! I love love love love love you very much okay! Hope that today's Birthday Cookie brings you many many good luckSSSS and not to forget, lots of love from all of us!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, so off to Rachel's place to celebrate. Apparently, I went there freaking early as compared to the rest! But its okay, I had fun with her(: Xbox-ed and what do you know, I rock in car racing, HAHAHA! Well, at least as compared to Rachel. Played Sims2, was called Tata Goon then. And there was the stupid Hello Kitty game too, which was uncontrollable lah! Off to fetch the rest and back to bake cookies! Mann, it was damn messy, and Angelia was the only one eating her BK at the dining table, damn. Agnes and I were busy moving from the kitchen to the computer room and back again, just to check if the cookies were okay while the rest had a nice life Xbox-ing, tsktsk. Okay, yadahed and badmintoned! Jolene made me laugh the whole time, funny man she. Then back again, and Auditioned. And Phyllis said something unaware: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Music turned on while they were playing again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Phyllis: Eh, why ALL the songs sound the same ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rachel: Errrrr, excuse me, we've been playing the same song over and over again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how much Phyllis was unaware? And the best thing was that it was the "Lao Shu Ai Da Mi" song! Aiyohhh. BBQed, and night walked. Rachel told me stuff, and I told her mine. Took stupid videos and they basketballed. Then homed! Alrights, shall upload the photos soon once they send them to me. Shall be off now, goodbyeeeee(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116247748430111821?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116247748430111821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116247748430111821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116247748430111821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116247748430111821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-rachel-chiang-jia.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116237894851191569</id><published>2006-11-01T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T03:02:37.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, hooked up on Save Your Last Dance For Me. Yeah, I know its been a long time since they had this show, but who cares man! Compassed with Sherlyn today. Got Rachel her pressie, oh yes, tomorrow's her birthdayyyyy! Walked round, ate, yadahed. Jasmine and Akiko so cute lah! And I just realise they talk in the same tone, so I had to follow too, HAHA! And I want Christmasssssss NOW! :( :( :(  Okay, was blog hopping, and I came across Kesia's blog and here's what I saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DOES LOVE MEAN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."Rebecca-age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."Billy - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."Karl - age 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."Chrissy - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."Terri - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."Danny - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"Emily - age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."Noelle - age7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."Tommy - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."Clare - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."Elaine-age 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."Chris - age 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."Mark - age 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."Jessica - age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, thats like so sweet lah. And we ought to learn from them man. To think that Love was just about hugs, chocolates and kisses. But its more to that. Kids are the innocent and sweetest ones of all(((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116237894851191569?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116237894851191569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116237894851191569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116237894851191569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116237894851191569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-hooked-up-on-save-your-last-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116220596579145914</id><published>2006-10-30T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T03:03:18.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Judy's wedding!(: She's pretty alrights! Dinner was fine, totally made my tummy full even before the 4th dish came. And Judy's brother(which is also my cousin, but I can't remember his name all of a sudden) is damn dao like I don't know what lah, pfft. Oh yes, I think I'm gonna get freaked out by my family, all into the Hard Gay accent going "Hoooooo!" and "Okayyy!" Gosh, someone shoot me dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths in the morning. Was damn sleepy that I couldn't concentrate. And Mr Tan released us 30mins late lah, tsk. So anyway, trained down with B2 and Julia to Vivo for Death Note and we got lost lah, totally couldn't find out way to the cineplex. Then yadahed, LJSed, and Toys R Us! Cam whored our way through and people were laughing at us when we were trying to take photo at the big screen, wth! &lt;em&gt;It was just taking a photo humans, don't tell me you've never taken a photo in your life!&lt;/em&gt; Okay, so yah, our movie was like at 1.05 and we thought it was at 1.35 so we ran like total idiots to the cineplex, without even getting our drink. Movie was great, the girl sitting beside Julia was a pain in the ass, and "L" in the movie looked like Vics from Lucify, hawhawhaw! Walked round after the movie, yadahed and home! Damn got to go school tomorrow just to pass a piece of frigging pathetic paper to Mrs Liau, what a waste of time, sheeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Screen!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/last%20day%20&amp;%20movieee%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/last%20day%20%26%20movieee%20042.jpg" width="274" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some moving vehicle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/last%20day%20&amp;%20movieee%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/last%20day%20%26%20movieee%20033.jpg" width="213" 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;&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;strong&gt;Purple flurry cha chas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/last%20day%20&amp;%20movieee%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/last%20day%20%26%20movieee%20038.jpg" width="277" 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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116220596579145914?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116220596579145914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116220596579145914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116220596579145914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116220596579145914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-cousin-judys-wedding-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116205296497184286</id><published>2006-10-28T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:09:03.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best&lt;/strong&gt; told me that Susan is a unisexual name, wth! Imagine a Susan and some woman getting married: "I pronounce you Mr and Mrs Susan blabla!" WTHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Day of Recollection right smack in the morning, ugh! Was rather boring reflecting, okay, maybe that's because I was tired. Yeah, had confession and my gosh, I couldn't remember anything! Godparent came, session was alrights. Rehearsed, yadah yadah and compassed to pick out Geraldine's clothes.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One sentence&lt;/strong&gt;: Geraldine ah Geraldine, wedding how?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yes, fundraising was okay. And I guess Kate had a point. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;If our clique wouldn't mingle with the rest, it would be possible that we would leave SALT. We're just too together in a clique, not able to talk and communicate with the rest. That makes things difficult. Everyone's been through these lonely times before, and if you yourself don't try to get to know the rest, you never will. Its only up to you if you want it.&lt;/span&gt; Makes rather good sense there, but we don't know how to lahhhh. Anyway, dad's having male&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; pms&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know what the heck is his problem, ugh. Alrights, I shall go chat with Best now, goodnight all(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116205296497184286?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116205296497184286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116205296497184286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116205296497184286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116205296497184286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/best-told-me-that-susan-is-unisexual.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116195300251074724</id><published>2006-10-27T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T05:43:22.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogskin's changed! After much hesitation, I decided to choose this blogskin, short and sweet! Oh and its red too, extra coolios! Anyway, mum left me a loner at home today. Went for a swim/tann with Julia in result. But thanks to the stupid rain, our plan for suntanning was ruined. So much for taking a trip there! Anyway, hougang mall-ed and homed. Daddy came home and asked if I wanted to go to HongKong. But there was one problem, Go HongKong=No Batam! Mann, this is hard. But dad made a good point: "Don't go HongKong better, save money." HAHAHA. So yeah, settled. Alrights, I'm off to yadah with the ever-slow Goon now, goodbye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;Mum's proud of me, but I ain't proud of myself. With the results I get, what's there worth my mum's praise. For all I know, with just 2 marks down, I would have retained. Maybe I was lucky. The feeling of letting her down is just a pain. She's happy, I see. But what I know, is deep down in her, she wanted more than just a pass. Mummy, I'm very sorry. If you got to scold me, scold me. Please don't put up a fake smile when you don't have to. For all you know, the scolding you'll give, would make me much better. I'm sorry :(&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116195300251074724?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116195300251074724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116195300251074724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116195300251074724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116195300251074724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogskins-changed-after-much.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116176525107646193</id><published>2006-10-25T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T01:34:11.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fairus didn't come to school again today. :( :( :( Had Learning Keys and it was rather fun. Got to know more about my personal self and how to improve it. Seriously, the guy that did the games is so freaking ego lah, indirectly self proclaiming that he's good-looking, what want number and all, my gosh, someone please kill him please. And B2 and I have been daydreaming alot again, all the crazy ideas about stuffs. School's been fine, last day tomorrow, mann, its such a sudden that I don't want school to end so soon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Survey(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Tiffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Weight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Foot, HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Catholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARES YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Rachel Chiang, HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Insects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Freaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Backstreet boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Ne-yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Stacie Orrico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) I'm not missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Dang shin un nae babo ae yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) I can't hate you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE BOOKS YOU ARE CURRENTLYREADING / GOING TO READ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) The face, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Charisma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Chatting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) More chatting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Place my half eaten chocolate in the fridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Call Miss Chiang Jia Xin Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Watch my VCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Hotel Manager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Cabin Crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Free lancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE BOYS FRIENDS YOU LIKE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE GIRLS FRIENDS YOU LIKE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Fairus!((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Jaslyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Rachel the KUKU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Sign a will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Earn big money &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Bungee jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE CELEB CRUSHES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAA&lt;/strong&gt;, that explains alot(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE CRITERIA OF YOUR KIND OF PRETTY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) A good attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Nice face shape with everything just right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Good sense of dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE CRITERIA OF YOUR KIND OF SEXY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Nice body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Nice voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Nice hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE PEOPLE/CELEB WHO FITS YOUR CRITERIA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Kim Jeong Hoon, yes yes yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116176525107646193?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32995037.post-116158802100111565</id><published>2006-10-22T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:20:21.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Church was fine on Saturday. And yesterday was a big HAHA day for me. Bro made me laugh like some total shithead lah. Anyway, NE tour today was freaking boring. Okay, other than the Changi Museum and the bus rides. Kranji Memorial was so wth please, back to civilisation people! Bus rides were fun with B2, and that made my day(: Yeah, we kept laughing at my bro and about our imaginations of many kinds. So then there's school during the hols, thanks to Amaths. Damn, major turnoff. So much for choosing Amaths. Okay, homed. And I feel stupid cause I'm like talking to my bro through MSN when he's just in the dining room and I'm in my room, how dumb. Ticket to Ride boardgame today, can't wait. Goodbye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116158802100111565?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116158802100111565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116158802100111565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116158802100111565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116158802100111565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/church-was-fine-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116132947888906852</id><published>2006-10-20T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T00:31:20.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was fine. Checking of papers and thank God I pass my Emaths to pull me up! God truly works miracles(: The rest of the day was fine. And boardgame was improving, like how I didn't go bankrupt this time and that I manage to get a job in the army that has a salary of $8000, woohoo! Compass and I got my CD, yayy! And homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great though before-recess was wasted. We totally spent our time in the gym yadahing and sleeping lah. Fairus should be graduating soon, so will Huiying, then all of us(Julia, Jaslyn, Huiying, Fairus, yadah yadah) can crap about the show! After recess was boardgame again. And this time, I was retrenched, dammit. But I got up on my feet and I become a lawyer just like that, woohoo. Jaslyn was the overall class winner with $360600 lah! Thats alot. Yes, then homed. There's barbaque shit tomorrow, boy I just cant wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116132947888906852?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116132947888906852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116132947888906852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116132947888906852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116132947888906852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-was-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116116548526014564</id><published>2006-10-18T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T02:58:05.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got back papers today. It sucked. Apparently, I only passed English and Chinese. And I totally flunked SS and Combine Science. But I guess, even if I really did badly in my Science, I'm still proud of myself that I improved tremendously for my Chem((: Yes, Amaths is already a failure(only two people pass lah!) and there's only Emaths I can rely on. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Lord, please please PLEASE, let me pass. I know I didn't give my best, but I promise I'll work really really really really SUPER hard. Amen.&lt;/span&gt; Btw, that equals to tomorrow being my future, to retain or not to retain. Okay, and I want a CD badly. And that's because I can't find the songs on the internet. Someone, please get it for me for Christmas?! And yes, a good holiday would be great too. *Screams for Dad* "DADDY! YOU LOOK GOOD TODAY!" Hawhaw. I wish. That's all I'm thinking of now. I'm going nuts, VERY. And to add on to that, the stupid boardgame today was like so lame lah. I kept getting the stupid property card=Phyllis laughing her ass off=Jaslyn calls me a property agent=Julia helps to cheat=declared bankrupt with Fairus=owe Kendra 2250bucks. HAHAHA. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116116548526014564?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116116548526014564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116116548526014564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116116548526014564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116116548526014564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/got-back-papers-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116109378694274490</id><published>2006-10-17T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:07:33.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's effing tiring BUT both Julia and I are two bunch of happy people!((: Lots of laughing yeah? And omgosh, I'm still thinking of that stupid stripe on the dress lah, HAHA, inside joke. Rights, there's school tmr and I can't wait. Its been like 6 days lah, how long. And yes, what's more, the checking of results=doom day. I have a really really bad feeling, and its all gonna start tomorrow. Anyway, completed watching Goong like yesterday. The ending was disappointing lah, expected something much better out of it. But overall, it's the best overseas drama I've seen, perhaps because, like what HuiYing say, the people in the show can be related to us. I guess its kinda true. Oh yes, bro came back from Japan too and he brought back loads of melon stuff. There's melon candy, melon POCKY, melon KITKAT and melon CHOCO. Wth lah, and the mochi was rather disgusting accually. Green tea with a stupid red bean inside it lah, yuck. Alrights, I'm dead beat now, off to bed, goodbye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/thumb_photo_l_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/thumb_photo_l_09.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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/kim%20jung-hoon!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="134" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/kim%20jung-hoon%21.jpg" width="177" 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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/goong55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/goong55.jpg" width="199" 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;This is what I call&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;CUTE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HAWHAWHAW!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116109378694274490?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116109378694274490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116109378694274490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116109378694274490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116109378694274490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/todays-effing-tiring-but-both-julia.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116083219218622469</id><published>2006-10-14T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T06:23:13.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I think the Korean drama, Goong(princess hours) is really damn addictive lah. Because its played only an episode daily in channel u, I decided to try my luck in youtube. And holy lord, all the episodes could be found there lah! So you can totally imagine me(oh and Yvonne too!) staying up until 2-3am in the morning just to watch the damn drama. Mann, total addiction. And what's more, the Yul prince is cute like baba, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, other than that, I did spring cleaning for my room too, on thursday that is. Like yayyyy! My room is clean now, and my table turned from messy to totally empty! You should have seen all the dust lying on the floor, yicks please! And I had to vacuum it myself, cause Mummy was busy doing her own stuff. So therefore, the dust on the floor at the back of my computer desk AND the dust under my bed are alllllllllll vacuumed away, after being there for what seemed like decades! Re-positioning of furniture in my room was suppose to be done on Friday though, but Mummy was busy(again!) so its still left undone!&lt;br /&gt;And then there's church today! So yeah, before going to church, I was a-different-person-due-to-how-i'd-always-make-noise-at-home, sitting on my bed and staring at the computer the whole time. Doing what? Yes, of course, watching Goong like a total nutcase(I told you its addictive!). So afterwhich, met up with the people and Ms Chai was VERRRRRRY early LAH! Haha. Adoration was erm, okay. Didn't mass cause was lazy=wouldn't pay attention=might as well don't go. Esther was making me laugh, "So you want me to go huh!" &amp;amp; "lol(after what Rissa said)". So we went to get ice cream and when we were walking back, we saw Jo lying on the pathway, HAHA(It was a coconut by the way). Yeah, reported, chatted, yadah yadah and dinnered with mama and papa and homed. Btw, I think I'm dehydrated, how cool is that? And now, I wanna go watch the drama, Goodbye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116083219218622469?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116083219218622469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116083219218622469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116083219218622469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116083219218622469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-i-think-korean-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116054193625363749</id><published>2006-10-10T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T21:45:37.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams &lt;strong&gt;OUT&lt;/strong&gt;=Woohoo=No school for 6 days=Oh great=&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RESULTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;=See you in heaven!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are official &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Woohoo, &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt;ababa. Now now, we just have to wait for the results, and I tell you, our nerves is gonna be&lt;strong&gt; hell&lt;/strong&gt; lot tightened and worse. So much for being happy over the end of our exams right? Anyway, there's loads of stuff that are&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; good&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; bad&lt;/span&gt; during my exams. And for now, the worse I can ever think of is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was Amaths paper (I think it was okay, btw)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Question asked had to be changed to radian form&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calculator would then have to be changed to radian lah, duh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiffany happily does the question.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And she stupidly and carelessly change it back to GRADIENT instead of DEGREE form after which.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THAT means, that all my degree answers after that stupid radian question are all wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even more stupid, she only found out last night, how cool is that. Damn it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;How worse can it go huh!? And anyway, Physics wasn't that good either. I got stuck in every single question lah, wth. But yah, all is done, no turning back, maybe I'll just look forward to seeing the results, boy am I excited, &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt;.  &lt;/p&gt;Oh and, I've been thinking about this arguement for quite long, about why must we study all the subjects we're studying today(Thats exception for English though). And here's what I thought of, via my own opinions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinese&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its kinda weird to study Chinese, well, maybe because I hate it. But anyway, they always say that &lt;em&gt;"learning a second language is good for future business plans"&lt;/em&gt;. Okayyyy, thats kinda true. But in another way, wouldn't the Chinese people ALSO learn our language. So if you DO have business plans, just ask them to speak your language! And in addition, I do see clever and educated business people that do not speak a second language but is still able to do well in their job, so if they can do it, why can't we?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mathematics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths is good, I agree. But in one way, sometimes I just wonder why must we learn so much about it. Like about functions, co-ordinate geometry, indices. I don't see accountants and secretaries even using these. And yes, my sister and I once thought of it, and its kinda wasted to learn all these when you won't be able to apply it to your daily lives isn't it? Its just covered 1/123 parts of your brain lah, tskk(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Science&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to me, I think that learning science is okayyyy. But to a certain extend, I think its kinda dumb. For one, why do you accually need to know there's something called Conduction, Convection and Radiation?! &lt;em&gt;What goes around, COMES around&lt;/em&gt;. Why do we really need to bother about the things around us then when such a phrase comes to mind. Its not as though you can see the temperature take place IN a solid to a liquid right? Well, thats if you have a thermometer lah, haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Social Studies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, yes. They say &lt;em&gt;"Forget about the past, think of the future, a brighter future".&lt;/em&gt; If they say so this way, then why must we learn about the past. Its more like recalling the hatred then forgetting. And if we do learn them, how on earth can we look ahead for a brighter future. Its more like a "oh goodness, we're doom" thing. Okay, maybe its right that we learn about the sufferings and all, but we got to forgive and forget, eh?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Literature&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see anyone accually writing PQE form in their own lovely book?  All you need to do is UNDERSTAND the book. But its been bragged so much that PQE has to be put in. That's dumb, but don't get me wrong, I enjoy reading, not much, but a lil(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I conclude that the things we learn are&lt;em&gt; rather&lt;/em&gt; okay, but if you aren't going to be a teacher, a mathematician or any of that sort, its gonna be a waste. But still, what's school without them aye! Someone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PLEASE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; enlighten me!((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116054193625363749?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116054193625363749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116054193625363749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116054193625363749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116054193625363749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-outwoohoono-school-for-6-daysoh.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116029758865424943</id><published>2006-10-08T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T01:53:08.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top five funniest thing that happened:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Was updating stuff for the week, and Amerie Cher &lt;u&gt;HAD&lt;/u&gt; to play buttons when we were having a solemn talk, sheeh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Phyllis and I went to Jo and said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*bad word censored*&lt;/span&gt; and Jo went "Huh?! There's no such word lah!" Damn him for not even knowing his language, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Fabian clapped like a gorilla when we waved like maniacs to say hi to him. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; The guy's singing. Mann, was Amerie making us laugh &lt;em&gt;"No wonder he's in lectures"&lt;/em&gt; Haha, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUMBER 1:&lt;/strong&gt; Susanna went mad with the word "Get it pumping" that she almost gave lil kids a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And this senerio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susanna going mad, still. And all of us blocking the way.&lt;br /&gt;Old auntie gets pissed, and went tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;We gave way to her.&lt;br /&gt;Susanna went up to the old auntie and started her "Get it pumping" AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Damn it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The saddest thing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; MORE WEEKS TO CONFIRMATION! &lt;strong&gt;:((((((((&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pissed, thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116029758865424943?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116029758865424943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116029758865424943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116029758865424943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116029758865424943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-top-five-funniest-thing-that.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-116011687409880696</id><published>2006-10-05T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:41:14.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so yesterday's cheena paper was rather bad. Apparently I didn't understand the compre, but its normal I guess. Compo wasn't that bad, and listening was easy. So anyway, had Chemistry and Lit paper not long ago. Chemistry Section C almost killed me, and I bet I'm going to fail Chem anyway, as usual. Lit was like a rush for time. Couldn't stop to think, you just had to go on and on for the fact that you only have 1hr30mins for 2 questions. What &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, I think I'm doom. On the other hand, no paper on Monday= no school! Woohoo, more sleep, more studying. Oh yes, there's study session tmr too, more crapping I guess?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thank God we're okay//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry :((&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-116011687409880696?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/116011687409880696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=116011687409880696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116011687409880696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/116011687409880696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-so-yesterdays-cheena-paper-was.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115994426304512599</id><published>2006-10-03T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:44:23.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson learnt for today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Always listen clearly to the announcements on the PA system.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Cause if you don't, you'll end up being stupid&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like me)&lt;/span&gt; to accually go to school at the normal time when you can sleep even more and go to school at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you are given 3 choices of essay, and you only have to do 1, don't take advantage of the advantage they give you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Cause for what you'll know, you'll end up going crazy&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like me)&lt;/span&gt; , not knowing how to do the freaking question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Remember to take all belongings with you when you pack your stationaries, that are spread all over your bed, into your pencil case thoroughly.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Cause for a simple reason, you'll end up being silly&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like me)&lt;/span&gt; to use the punniest eraser you can ever find to rub off the huge pencil markings on the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, do not commit the same mistakes as me. Its&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;real-life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; experience, so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me, its gonna work for you. And anyway, reason why I'm happily blogging my guts out is because tomorrow's cheena paper, and I ain't know what to study. And now, I shall go sleep my guts out now, goodbye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115994426304512599?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115994426304512599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115994426304512599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115994426304512599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115994426304512599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/lesson-learnt-for-today-1-always.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115988176156759949</id><published>2006-10-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T06:22:41.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's been fine. Lots of SS studying and speaking of that, tommorrow's SS and Emaths paper. And my bro still ain't home to teach me Emaths, AHHHHHHH. Anyway, I used the comp like hell lots today lah, dead man. &lt;em&gt;Thank you for chanting away ah, idiot.&lt;/em&gt; And anyway, there's this thing going on. Totally affecting Phyllis and I and we don't know what to do. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Phyllis: Dont worry too much, we will know the truth soon lah, we will(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, I wanna read through Emaths now. Goodbye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To you-know-who-you-are-HOPEFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What's happening to us? We seem like we've driven apart. Where's all those smiles that we gave lah, its like all gone. And its as though we are enemies now. I don't like it, I really don't. I hope we are okay(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To you-DONT-know-who-you-are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope all that stuff you're telling me are the truth. I don't want lies and stuff, cause I trusted you and I hope you don't make me lose the truth of you, in me. Cause what I have in you now is doubts and disappointment. I don't know why you are doing all these, I don't know what's your motive. I really hope you wake up to your senses. But if I'm accusing you, then I'm sorry. But right now, I'm starting to be negative against you, I'm sorry.=(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;Will I ever love you once again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115988176156759949?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115988176156759949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115988176156759949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115988176156759949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115988176156759949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/10/schools-been-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115962558990336146</id><published>2006-09-30T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T07:13:09.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I havent been blogging like for years. Here's a &lt;em&gt;rather &lt;/em&gt;quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday birthday birthday!((: So Illyana gave me a morning call and she sounded like a mother lah- &lt;em&gt;"Okay, go bath now okay? Go!" &lt;/em&gt;Haha, how cute. Schooled yadah yadah. And omgosh, I had a shock of my life when Akiko, Irene, Manlin and Sherlyn came up to me with a mini choco birthday cake and the Samsoon pig lah, like wth! And the cake was delicious, though it melted when I reached home. So apparently I walked around school with the huge piggy and some other presents and yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;THANK YOU SOOOOOO MUCH TO THOSE WHO GAVE ME PRESSIES AND WHO WISHED ME OKAY! SWEET LAH YOU ALL((((: LOVED MUCH!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had English paper. Compo was okay, despite changing topics 3 times. I couldn't decide lah, or maybe I just didn't know what else to write after scribbling so much for each topic. Okay, so finally I decided on "&lt;em&gt;Write something you did that you were very afraid of but it turned out you weren't so afraid after all"&lt;/em&gt; Or something like that. Comfirmation interview gave me this great experience, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;!((: Compre is a sure fail thing though, I totally didn't understand the passage please. Okay, school over, rushed home, off to make IC. Then off to meet sis and bro at Paragon. Dinnered at some &lt;strong&gt;soba&lt;/strong&gt; restaurant and shopped a lil. Then off home to play &lt;em&gt;Ticket To Ride&lt;/em&gt; with Serene and bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the stupid school survey and off to church. Study session wasn't &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;productive unless you say that studying only 2 pages of the book is good. So Phyllis, Jolyn and I had this serious talk. Nothing you wanna know about. Had cat class and man, was it boring and annoying. Dominic's leg must have been infected with fits lah, kept kicking our chair for&lt;em&gt; hell knows what reason&lt;/em&gt;. Hurried to RM to get "dinner" rushed back for practice. Slacked until &lt;strong&gt;Exam Prayer&lt;/strong&gt; started. Solemn and all. So after the prayer, all 4 of us were totally urgent in going to the toilet, so apparently, we ran to the toilet and guess what? It &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; open. Like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ugh!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So yes, we resulted in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*censored*&lt;/span&gt;. Then homed(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115962558990336146?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115962558990336146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115962558990336146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115962558990336146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115962558990336146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-so-i-havent-been-blogging-like.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115919219121449053</id><published>2006-09-25T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T06:52:25.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/jon.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" height="308" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/jon.3.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! JONATHAN! Okay, its time to moarn, yeah right. Anyway, SECOND is always the best(see, I'm consoling myself). Look at Kelly Poon and Sly, they came in second but their records were better, muahahah! So yeah, I'm fine now. Thank you Illyana, Weiting and Clarissa for cheering me up, I'M FINE LAH! HAHA. Yeah. Jon still rocks, forever my idol. YAYY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115919219121449053?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115919219121449053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115919219121449053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115919219121449053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115919219121449053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-jonathan-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115910812501456767</id><published>2006-09-24T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T07:30:46.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, Singapore Grand Finals was nice. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;GO JONATHAN!((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Debating with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Debbie Chan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now(and if only you could see) our convo is like full of Jonathan and Hady's names, hoho! Oh yes, and opposing poems too!((: Anyways, had lunch at Royal-whatsoever hotel today, celebration of my birthday. And omfgosh, there was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;chocolate fondue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; please! Heavenly nice! Okay, yadah yadah, sis and bro-in-law came over to play Ticket To Ride boardgame. I was rolling on the floor, laughing my ass off at my bro-in-law lah! And seriously, its not a phrase I'm using, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; roll the the floor! The whole game was full of noises, background music by bro-in-law made us all irritated, but still all was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Jogging with bro around 6? And yes, I studied alrights. Check this out: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Diplomacy is the way countries conduct or manage relations with one another and its aim is to promote common interest and resolving conflicting interest in a peaceful manner.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; See, thats what I learnt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ONLY FOR TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Thank you for your kind attention, goodbye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOTONG! STAY SOTONG FOREVER(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115910812501456767?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115910812501456767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115910812501456767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115910812501456767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115910812501456767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-singapore-grand-finals-was-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115857467460628341</id><published>2006-09-18T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T03:18:47.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School today was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;fbfhysrgcbfysr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. First thing in the morning and its already getting me so pissed off, so much for kicking start a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;oh-so-lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; week ahead lah. I wonder whats on teachers' minds. I bet most of them want to be teachers for the sake of the authority, like how they can totally blame things on others when they themselves are in fault. Take this for instance: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;student hands up her work=teacher claims to mark it=never returns work back=checking of work=student tells teacher that its with the teacher=teacher assumes that the work is with the student and that what she has is all she has&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. How cool is that, tell me. Talk about being a teacher when you are &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ir&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;responsible?! Sheeh, I don't know what people are thinking these days. Anyway, enough of that. It only gets on my nerves. On a brighter and much happier note, its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;B2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Huiying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday(: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU TWO, I LOVE YOU MANY MANY!&lt;33&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stupid scenarios over the past few days:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fabian: Eh, you all make sure that you have one ball each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;All: Okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;awhile later]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fabian: How many of you don't have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;any &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;balls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[Everyone starts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;laughing]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tiffany: What should we eat for dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Clarissa: Denyse said we're eating KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tiffany: Okay. But how about Long John Silver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Clarissa: Hmm, I kinda prefer &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long John Silver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so lets eat&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Long John Silver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tiffany: Oh okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[Both pauses for a moment, then turns to each other and laughs(:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ryan: Tiffany, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[Points at the KFC menu board]&lt;/span&gt; look! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tiffany: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[Pause for awhile]&lt;/span&gt; How about &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ryan: You know Tiffany.. There's a reason why its called &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and not &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[Tiffany starts laughing like a total idiot!(:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cashier: Yes, hello(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tiffany: May I know what Student meal burger is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cashier: Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tiffany: Student... Meal... Burger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cashier: Burrrr...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tiffany: Fk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[Walks away being maluated and pissed(:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115857467460628341?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115857467460628341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115857467460628341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115857467460628341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115857467460628341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-today-was-fbfhysrgcbfysr.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115813786202108249</id><published>2006-09-13T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T01:57:42.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;musical&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ended yesterday. How sad please. We had so much fun, so much success. Though it was kinda &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bleah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;at first, but all went well, everyone enjoyed. Met some nice people along the way, how friendly can teenagers go huh! I'll miss everything lah, and I mean &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;verything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with a capital&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. My dearest &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; missed so much fun lah, but its okay, she'll have her turn next time(: I'm starting to feel the unity in Angklung again. Its like, we are much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and all, and everything seems to be going in place. Yupps, and I can't wait to see the free tee, haha! I hope everyone else still keeps in contact. Today was a nice day, school was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Goon was being &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ass&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;holic &lt;/span&gt;on our way out of school, but pardon her, she just came out of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IMH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so yah(: Btw, there's&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Jonathan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YAYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Support vote support vote..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115813786202108249?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115813786202108249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115813786202108249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115813786202108249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115813786202108249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-musical-ended-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115787907582265691</id><published>2006-09-10T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T02:04:35.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;ImageShack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sucks. I can't upload my photo and now, they don't let me delete my account, how idiotic. Anyway on the brighter side, I enjoyed myself last night. Was preoccupied for the whole day with activities and school stuff. So yupps, had CCA first thing in the morning&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;(what a day to start a sunday morning don't you think, sheeh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Tiring and I realise I'd feel sick each time we step on stage for the finale. Yadah-ed and homed. Left for church for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;confirmation interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Fabian and Edmund kept scaring us lah, walao. But still, I guess all went well. It wasn't as scary as we thought it could be. In fact, I wished we had another one! You should have seen how happy I was, jumping around when I found out Auntie B was my interviewer, like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; yayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! She was nice as usual, and I had fun yadah-ing to her. It didn't seemed to be an interview accually, it was more like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;conversational talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Okay, and during the waiting time, I accually&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; studied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Chemistry and understood what the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; book was saying just by staring at it lah, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; please. Okay, SALT room after which. And for once I thought the aircon was going to fall on us or we would die, cause the aircon was spoilt halfway during our talk on the Batam trip, HAHA. Massed, and movie marathon-ed. Watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;She's The Man&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Pink Panther&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She's The Man was hella sweet but The Pink Panther was rather lame. I guess the actions are the ones that would make you laugh. And apparently, the aircon was&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; freezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cold in the hall, even the sleeping bags didn't help. But still, all was fun! &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Snacks&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;placing all the rice on &lt;strong&gt;Denyse&lt;/strong&gt; plate&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;the cocktail incident&lt;/span&gt; and many more! Lots of memories! Homed then!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115787907582265691?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115787907582265691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115787907582265691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115787907582265691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115787907582265691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-swear-imageshack-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115755039705004813</id><published>2006-09-06T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T06:48:21.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just caught &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Singapore Idol&lt;/span&gt;. And omgosh, Jasmine has totally improved like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time. And everyone else did great as well. But still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/jon.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/jon.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jonathan Leong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'s my Singapore Idol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hoho and Yayy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A brief update of today&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis-ed with Julia and I got my bag and a top. Today was fun, end of story, goodbye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115755039705004813?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115755039705004813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115755039705004813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115755039705004813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115755039705004813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-caught-singapore-idol.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115738627589195056</id><published>2006-09-04T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T09:12:43.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talked to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Illyana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yesterday, like hawhaw. Caterpillar and V-W, stupid lah my gosh. Anyway, today's Amaths lesson was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;productive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mock test=Open Book Test=Kept asking Mr. Chan=Brought the paper home=Might as well don't call it a test=How stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yupps, yoshi-ed after so long and watched &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hard Gay&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Bought mummy lunch and her vangard sheet and homed. Helped mum with her thingy and churched after which. And omgosh, Phyllis was nuts from the start &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;alllllll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the way till the Rally ended? We were practically laughing the whole time and we were imitating&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; thetwochineseboys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the bus, funny. Rally was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Though we were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;drenched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the rain but still.. I &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;creamed&lt;/span&gt; until I'm down with a sore throat. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jumped&lt;/span&gt; till my legs are aching now. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sang &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;prayed&lt;/span&gt; till I teared. And the best part was that Susanna, Phyllis and Reginal's cha cha and shouting totally made my day! So hilarious lah please. I guess it was all worth it. Love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mother Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!(: I love the many people that made my day today! Like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yayyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine Jesus Shine!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's SNTM!! Hoho!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115738627589195056?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115738627589195056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115738627589195056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115738627589195056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115738627589195056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/09/talked-to-illyana-yesterday-like.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115667414188821273</id><published>2006-08-27T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T03:28:39.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its gonna be a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;loooong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hiatus after this post ends. So anyway, my head's spinning like a glass bottle, and I bet it can &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;break&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;anytime. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the projects, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rediculous ones, argh. 6 hours on the computer and still not done. Fook. Oh and yes, I sort of decided to change my confirmation name.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Saint Irene(Rene)&lt;/span&gt; was a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;prostitute&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; okay, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fdgdtatadgddgsdg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Saint Jane(Janelle) had illnesses, but still she was not discouraged, so yupps, I have decided(: I'm a happy poophead today, other than my anger over the project. Goodbye all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm glad I shy-ed no more.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;I promise I'll be good. I will.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;iloveyou!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115667414188821273?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115667414188821273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115667414188821273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115667414188821273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115667414188821273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-gonna-be-loooong-hiatus-after-this.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115659871339795882</id><published>2006-08-26T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T06:25:13.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Study session before cat class today. Was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; productive for Phyllis and I, but I bet Jolyn suffered hell, haha. Jolyn's like our Chem tutor now lah, she's total &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in it I tell you. She can just yadah away all about ionic equations or base/metal/alkalis and we would just stone there, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, thanks Jolyn for enlightening me with Chem!&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Cathechism class was effing funny please! Kept irritating Jo like nuts and he was &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MEAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to laugh at people. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;One day you will get retribution okay, &lt;u&gt;JOHN&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Everyone in the class made my day though, lots of fun and laughters. Oh and, the interview in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weeks time is freaking me out lah! So much of thinking that confirmation would be easy as abc. Rehearsals, application forms, interviews, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wth! Better be off to do project now, late submittion you see. Goodnight all!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115659871339795882?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115659871339795882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115659871339795882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115659871339795882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115659871339795882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/08/study-session-before-cat-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115650551248708289</id><published>2006-08-25T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T04:31:52.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fine today. God made me pay attention &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(just like how I prayed for)! Aces Day for PE was fun for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time. I guess anything can be fun just as long as you put your heart and soul in it, right? Literature was nice. However, peer teaching wasn't working in the class, everyone was either discussion, sleeping or talking away. But still, Mrs Ng told us that our group would get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bonus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; points for the preparation and readiness done, like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yayyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. HuiQi, Yvonne and I formed the BB group as well. Hoho, how cool. CD lessons were like singing lessons lah. Jasmine, Fairus and I kept singing like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Angklung was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I tell you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Warm and stuffy in the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IT resource room and the air-con didn't seem to work until Rosalini came to the rescue! Stayed back after CCA. And Cassandra's laughter is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ontagious&lt;/span&gt; please, with a capital C, just like how her name starts with, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Like omgosh, just laugh at her laughter man. Cute people lah. Helped Rong Rong with her work then homed. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Saturday=cat class=study session=joy, peace, laughter=personal sharing=cam whore=mass=&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To inventor of technology:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hello Mr/Ms/Mrs technology. Why did you invent technology. Its affecting the innocent minds of today. I know it can be good, but still, its becoming an addiction. Parents think its your invention that have cause low grades from children of now, well at least that's for my case. Oh please, if you &lt;em&gt;STILL&lt;/em&gt; could, please let the radiation of computers and handphones and other technology be lower so as to prevent the high possiblity of damaged brains. Thank you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the cold-air discoverer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know you can't see this or whatever now, but still, I thank God for you man! If it wasn't for your discovery, I bet I'll die in the air-con room just now. Thanks(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Mr/Mrs radiation and inventor of air-con:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Please do work on it(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115650551248708289?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115650551248708289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115650551248708289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115650551248708289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115650551248708289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-was-fine-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115642641832659163</id><published>2006-08-24T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T06:34:27.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my brother for not letting me watch my show. I was doing my work okayyyy, and he said that my curfew for watching the recorded dvd is over, neh neh lah. Haha, I feel so dumb saying that but anyway, school today was fine. I'm starting to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; doing English compos I tell you and I guess its all thanks to blogging. Its an amazing thing how you can express yourself in blog so nicely but never on paper, don't you think? So yupps, I've made up my mind to think like I'm blogging each time I write a compo, how cool is that huh!? Amaths was&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;WOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;please. A quarrel started=making the whole class quiet. Fairus said we were like the peacekeeping force, haha like wth. Homed after school and slept(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;Damn Joakhim should be out. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm sorry to Joakhim supporters,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;but its life man. He can't sing.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;He's not good looking, shoo!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115642641832659163?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115642641832659163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115642641832659163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115642641832659163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115642641832659163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-my-brother-for-not-letting-me.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115625261050262086</id><published>2006-08-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:35:29.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lit project's progressing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; well, I reckon. Its due on Friday and&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even half is completed. Rather &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;slackish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; till now if you ask you. And yes, I can't wait for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;chalet&lt;/span&gt;. Like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;YAYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I can&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; imagine the fun we'll have. Trust me guys, you won't regret(: Haha, and the girl in Rachel's previous blog post looks like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;still zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I tell you, and she says its &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;cute&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; dfshsfhusrhufsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; please. Good day to all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and FYI, I&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;fats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; coming out of me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I bet I &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;gained&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a pound. Boohoo. And&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, there's CCA tomorrow. How &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bonus bonus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; can it go.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;=((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I wanna be visible in your line of vision/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115625261050262086?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115625261050262086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115625261050262086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115625261050262086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115625261050262086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/08/lit-projects-progressing-rather-well-i.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115616627968665416</id><published>2006-08-21T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T06:21:23.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed blogskin! Anyway, school was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fine. No remedial today, stayed in school and yadah-ed with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pig pig car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and friends. Had fun lah, haha! Homed and yupps, did my Physics work and I happened to come across this question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mixture of water and ice at 0 degree celsius is placed in a refrigerator whose temperature is 0 degree celsius. What will happen?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A) The ice starts to melt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B) The water starts to freeze.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C) The water will not freeze.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D) Part of the water freezes, part of the ice melts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; dfhrurysdgxhbryh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, how can an ice/water melt in the freezer?! Weird question. But no objections or anything lah, who knows if my answer(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) is wrong. Okay, I wanna watch tv now, ciaos! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ANTM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Lovely Samsoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?! I can't decide!=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; now I learn to hold back the grudge to take in what I always could/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32995037-115616627968665416?l=-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/feeds/115616627968665416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32995037&amp;postID=115616627968665416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115616627968665416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32995037/posts/default/115616627968665416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com/2006/08/changed-blogskin-anyway-school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</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-32995037.post-115607013242022685</id><published>2006-08-20T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T03:35:32.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The blog looks so plain without posts, so as a result, byebye to hiatus for now. Once the post section is all filled up then hello hiatus again(: Anyway, mass today was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with that lil baby around. How cute can she go lah. She was sitting infront of us, mother feeding her with some liquid-form food. Kept looking at us too, and there was one period when she coughed with her mouth full, and thus the food came&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;flying like aeroplanes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to our legs, like omgosh. But still, cute lahh. Took photo of her, hawhaw. CL was fine and speaking of that, its the last week of CL. Like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BYEBYE CL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! SALT-ed and it was fun I tell you. Stick a paper behind our backs and went round writting on others. Some so sweet lah, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;awww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks you guys!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Played the XY game and it was damn nerveracking please. Henry/Ryan and our group kept losing like nuts lah. We had like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-550&lt;/strong&gt; points&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as compared to the "winning" group that had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;175&lt;/strong&gt; points&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hawhaw, but thats not the point lah. Apparently the&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; hidden secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; within the game was to get the lowest points! So yes, due to dishonesty and too much of alliance, the "winning" group had to do forfeit! Butt writing was total retardedness! 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