<?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-22486099</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:25:42.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; i don't know.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22486099.post-117128888476163789</id><published>2007-02-12T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:05:22.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LA QUIZZIE ENTRY :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from fishie's blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song currently makes you really happy?&lt;br /&gt;:HMMMM. Because You Live- Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you the happiest?&lt;br /&gt;: the person who made me sad in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy right now?&lt;br /&gt;: i'm hyper so yeah, DUHH.&lt;br /&gt;What food makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;: fast foood.&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile a lot?&lt;br /&gt;: not when i'm stoning.&lt;br /&gt;How many times did you laugh yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;: YESTERDAY AH. hmmm. i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;What friend is the happiest that you know of?&lt;br /&gt;: TANYA! she always cheer me up lah :D&lt;br /&gt;Do you get depressed easily?&lt;br /&gt;: not exactlyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;What's the most depressing song you know of?&lt;br /&gt;: Perfect World by SP. wait actually i know quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;Are you really upset right now?&lt;br /&gt;: er?&lt;br /&gt;Have you lost anyone friendship-wise?&lt;br /&gt;: yes...................&lt;br /&gt;Have you cried this month?&lt;br /&gt;:uh,yeh&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk to anyone when you're upset?&lt;br /&gt;:mostly Tanya, but sometimes Celine or Antje&lt;br /&gt;Are you considered "emo"?&lt;br /&gt;: nopes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any mental disorders?&lt;br /&gt;:YAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Does depression run in your family?&lt;br /&gt;: i don't think so?&lt;br /&gt;Do you get pissed off easily?&lt;br /&gt;: depends who's trying to piss me off (:&lt;br /&gt;Who has angered you last?&lt;br /&gt;: _______ !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to literally KILL someone out of pure anger?&lt;br /&gt;:uhhuh. once i had a penknife in my hand and i almost wanted to stab this bitch. sooo close mann.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any anger management problems?&lt;br /&gt;: erm idk.&lt;br /&gt;Do you get physical when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;: i just well. scream.&lt;br /&gt;Do have a rough time getting along with family or parents?&lt;br /&gt;: nopes. family&amp;frens rock my world :D&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you got into a fight (verbal OR physical)?&lt;br /&gt;: i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Is there a constant battle between you and someone else?&lt;br /&gt;: yeah. we secretly hate each other which is pretty dumb -.-&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate people easily?&lt;br /&gt;: not really.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love?&lt;br /&gt;:yes.&lt;br /&gt;Are you single/taken/confused/swinger?&lt;br /&gt;:guess lah xP&lt;br /&gt;Do you hold hands when you are dating someone?&lt;br /&gt;: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to date?&lt;br /&gt;:maybe.&lt;br /&gt;How long was your longest relationship?&lt;br /&gt;:shrugg&lt;br /&gt;How many boy/girlfriends have you said "I love you" to?&lt;br /&gt;:crap.why do u care.&lt;br /&gt;Do/Did you mean it?&lt;br /&gt;:YEAH. (:&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy about your love/relationship status right now?&lt;br /&gt;:aha.yehh&lt;br /&gt;~*The Basics*~&lt;br /&gt;Your full name&lt;br /&gt;::KIOHNNAA&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;::english name: brown hills -.-&lt;br /&gt;chinese: idk.&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday&lt;br /&gt;:: don't tell you :D&lt;br /&gt;Height&lt;br /&gt;::154cm (SO SHORT LA OKAY.)&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour&lt;br /&gt;::Brownn-black--&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;::iits better than blue i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Natural hair colour&lt;br /&gt;::dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;::yupps. darkcolored hair is the lovee&lt;br /&gt;Gender&lt;br /&gt;::im a girl =D&lt;br /&gt;Religion&lt;br /&gt;::CHRISTIAN.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever changed religions?&lt;br /&gt;::noo&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider it?&lt;br /&gt;:: NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;Race&lt;br /&gt;::chinese&lt;br /&gt;Heritage&lt;br /&gt;::whats that.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;::singapore,lion city.(HAHA SO LAME.)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever moved cities or countries?&lt;br /&gt;::nuh&lt;br /&gt;Your job&lt;br /&gt;::student (:--&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;::.....&lt;br /&gt;~*Favourites*~&lt;br /&gt;Movie&lt;br /&gt;::John tucker must dieee, the devil wears prada ayah so much la.&lt;br /&gt;TV show&lt;br /&gt;::dunnooo... quite a few :D&lt;br /&gt;TV character&lt;br /&gt;:: :D&lt;br /&gt;Movie character&lt;br /&gt;::dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Book&lt;br /&gt;:: ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;Literary character&lt;br /&gt;::??&lt;br /&gt;Author&lt;br /&gt;::quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;Band&lt;br /&gt;::hmmmmmmmm. i too lazy to list them out hahah&lt;br /&gt;Song&lt;br /&gt;::A Little Too Late - Delta Goodrem . PERFECT WORLD BY SIMPLE PLAN.&lt;br /&gt;Type of music&lt;br /&gt;::rock.pop.techno.&lt;br /&gt;Instrument&lt;br /&gt;::guitar :D&lt;br /&gt;Cereal&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;coco&lt;/b&gt; crunch, duhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Fast food place&lt;br /&gt;::uh,macs?&lt;br /&gt;Dessert&lt;br /&gt;::banana split!&lt;br /&gt;Country&lt;br /&gt;::sg&lt;br /&gt;City&lt;br /&gt;::sg&lt;br /&gt;Place to travel&lt;br /&gt;:: the UK, Canada, New Zealand so many hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Airline&lt;br /&gt;::SIA! IT ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo/conditioner&lt;br /&gt;:: it's french uhhh i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Lotion&lt;br /&gt;::lotion?&lt;br /&gt;Subject in school&lt;br /&gt;:: HMM. maths.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher&lt;br /&gt;::anyone who taught 6se06&lt;br /&gt;Province&lt;br /&gt;:: ???&lt;br /&gt;State (if you're American)&lt;br /&gt;::and im not.&lt;br /&gt;Football team&lt;br /&gt;::me dosent like football/&lt;br /&gt;Hockey team&lt;br /&gt;::me dosent like hockey either -.-&lt;br /&gt;Athlete&lt;br /&gt;::shrug&lt;br /&gt;Sport to play::&lt;br /&gt;SWIMMING!&lt;br /&gt;Sport to watch&lt;br /&gt;::NONE&lt;br /&gt;Fruit&lt;br /&gt;::grapes&amp;amp;cherrys&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable&lt;br /&gt;::i HATE vegetables&lt;br /&gt;Snack&lt;br /&gt;::BBQ LAYS.&lt;br /&gt;Meal&lt;br /&gt;::reccess?&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;:: hmm. anything but Thai / Seafood.&lt;br /&gt;Grocery store&lt;br /&gt;::nah,dont like any.&lt;br /&gt;~*Have You Ever*~&lt;br /&gt;Gone on a blind date?&lt;br /&gt;::nah&lt;br /&gt;Flown in an airplane?&lt;br /&gt;::yeh&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up on an airplane?&lt;br /&gt;::nup&lt;br /&gt;Peed in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;::ew.&lt;br /&gt;Peed your pants after you hit double digits?&lt;br /&gt;:: ??&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed Shakespeare?&lt;br /&gt;::simplify the english then i'll think about it&lt;br /&gt;Been to the opera?&lt;br /&gt;::uh no. i dont like operas.&lt;br /&gt;Been to the theatre?&lt;br /&gt;::?&lt;br /&gt;Streaked?&lt;br /&gt;::NOO&lt;br /&gt;Seen a streaker?&lt;br /&gt;::nah&lt;br /&gt;Been mooned?:&lt;br /&gt;::uh,no&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone?&lt;br /&gt;::noo&lt;br /&gt;Flipped someone off?&lt;br /&gt;::what?&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight?&lt;br /&gt;::huh nope.&lt;br /&gt;Been drunk?&lt;br /&gt;::&lt;br /&gt;Had alcohol poisoning?&lt;br /&gt;::nope&lt;br /&gt;Been walked in on while you're naked?&lt;br /&gt;::er no oO&lt;br /&gt;Slept in a snowbank?&lt;br /&gt;::i want to.&lt;br /&gt;Made a snow angel?&lt;br /&gt;::YEPP. :D&lt;br /&gt;Lost any teeth?&lt;br /&gt;::babyteeth?yeh&lt;br /&gt;Been in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;::hahah who hasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a major accident?&lt;br /&gt;::nopes.&lt;br /&gt;Burnt yourself?&lt;br /&gt;::never&lt;br /&gt;Passed out?&lt;br /&gt;::a few times?&lt;br /&gt;Watched a soap opera you didn't understand?&lt;br /&gt;::nuh&lt;br /&gt;Prank called 911?&lt;br /&gt;::plan to. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Made fun of emos?&lt;br /&gt;::not really.&lt;br /&gt;Acted like an emo, just to see what it's like?&lt;br /&gt;::yeaah haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on a test?&lt;br /&gt;:: :P&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;::nuh&lt;br /&gt;Lied to get out of trouble?&lt;br /&gt;::YES&lt;br /&gt;Started a fire?&lt;br /&gt;::HAHAH NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;Roasted a marshmallow?&lt;br /&gt;::yeh&lt;br /&gt;Set a marshmallow on fire?&lt;br /&gt;:: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA nopes.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to drop out of school?&lt;br /&gt;:: uh duh.&lt;br /&gt;Did you?&lt;br /&gt;:: idk.&lt;br /&gt;~*Randoms*~&lt;br /&gt;Are you single or dating?&lt;br /&gt;::0O whyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Last 4 digits of your phone number&lt;br /&gt;::7713&lt;br /&gt;Your house number&lt;br /&gt;::cant give you.sorry xD&lt;br /&gt;Why are you taking this survey?&lt;br /&gt;::dunno.im also wondering lehs&lt;br /&gt;What school do you go to?&lt;br /&gt;::scgs sec. --&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;::shrugg&lt;br /&gt;Your school colours?&lt;br /&gt;::Jade&amp;Gold&lt;br /&gt;Your school teams' name?&lt;br /&gt;::huh&lt;br /&gt;Ever been on a sports team?&lt;br /&gt;::not rly&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;::idk!&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;::I SAID IDK (IDK = i don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Any plans for the near future?&lt;br /&gt;::dunno.im still young.&lt;br /&gt;What are your views on capital punishment?&lt;br /&gt;::wha?--&lt;br /&gt;Nuclear weapons?&lt;br /&gt;::HUH.&lt;br /&gt;Euthanasia?&lt;br /&gt;::???-&lt;br /&gt;The Canadian government?&lt;br /&gt;::??&lt;br /&gt;The American government?&lt;br /&gt;::wtf--&lt;br /&gt;The European Union?&lt;br /&gt;::wtf--&lt;br /&gt;The UN?&lt;br /&gt;::wtff--&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me who the Secretary-General of the UN is?&lt;br /&gt;::whats un?&lt;br /&gt;What was your favourite grade of elementary school?&lt;br /&gt;::p6!!&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;::2 words: six SE!&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;::SCGS pe shirt &amp;amp; shorts&lt;br /&gt;Any particular reason why?&lt;br /&gt;::just came home frm school?&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;::noodles&lt;br /&gt;If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?&lt;br /&gt;:: hotpink, duh.&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;:: idk.&lt;br /&gt;How many keys are on your keychain?&lt;br /&gt;:: none.&lt;br /&gt;What are they for?&lt;br /&gt;::my house and my room.&lt;br /&gt;What does the room you're in look like?&lt;br /&gt;::uh, a room?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the room?&lt;br /&gt;::its okay.&lt;br /&gt;Do you own an iPod?&lt;br /&gt;:: yupps&lt;br /&gt;If yes, what kind?&lt;br /&gt;:: nano?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses or contacts?&lt;br /&gt;:: glasses, sometimes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;What's your view on laser eye surgery?&lt;br /&gt;::?&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider it?&lt;br /&gt;::YEH&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest thing about your parents&lt;br /&gt;::i dont know hahaha&lt;br /&gt;What did you do this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;:: sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Was it enjoyable?&lt;br /&gt;::of course, sleep is enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;What's your greatest fear?&lt;br /&gt;:: what's &lt;b&gt;yours&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest strength?&lt;br /&gt;::dunno&lt;br /&gt;What country do you fear the most&lt;br /&gt;:: INDIA. IRAQ. AFRICA. no offence okay? those places have like, wars, horrible diseases or are just dirty.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a third-world country?&lt;br /&gt;::what?&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever want to live in one?&lt;br /&gt;::what's a third world country?&lt;br /&gt;What song do you have stuck in your head right now?&lt;br /&gt;:: LIPS OF AN ANGEL!&lt;br /&gt;Will poverty ever end?&lt;br /&gt;::nope.&lt;br /&gt;Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;::i don't know. such things don't end la.&lt;br /&gt;Will we destroy our own planet?&lt;br /&gt;::most likely.&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;::alot of crap reasons eh.&lt;br /&gt;Man--inherently good, or inherently evil?&lt;br /&gt;::duh, both :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from michelle's xanga :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's your name, AGE, birthdate,sex? KIONNA! FEMALE! 12! and the rest is private (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:~Lame-ity, Lameness, and being a lamer-er person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you lame? yup i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you think of puns immediately when people mention something? what the hell are puns o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Are you quick at deciphering lame jokes or riddles? huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you come up with your own lame jokes? i do sometimes yah know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Can you appreciate lameness? hahhahaha guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Why do you think lame jokes are also known as cold jokes? Cuz when no one laughs at your lame jokes, the convo will turn cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Are these jokes really cold? ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Will you catch a cold listening to cold jokes? ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you sometimes try to dress stupidly just to grab some attention? no, i take pride in what i wear, stupid. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:public transport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Does it bother you that the LRT runs really slowly? never been on one and don't plan to (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Fav means of transport? taxi? hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Are bicycles good transport? NO WAYY. but if i wanna lose weight, then maybe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Name your ideal dream transport? a car, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are taxis worth money? yeahh i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) How much money do you spent a week taking public transport? i'm not sure. but i know the bus fare keeps inscreasing pissing me off so much la. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What you do on a bus/train? stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Waiting for bus are sickening! agree? yeah, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you walk if you just missed your bus or wait for the next one? wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you like your EZLINK card picture? NOPES. i look like a goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 3:in your daily entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you play lots of com games? nahh, used to though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Most prefered music? TECHNO! or poprock :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Reading newpaper is a form of entertainment, agree/disagree? The New Paper is nice to read :D but the others are boringgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Do you just love printers? random, but i think yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What would you do if your com explodes all of a sudden and dies? =.= cry, then get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) How much does your current com cost? not suree. quite old already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Are coms a very personal thing? shrug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you have food/biscuit crumbs beneath your keyboard or between keys? nahh, it's clean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Do you download anything? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Are you more of a com or TV person? com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 4: all about names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) If you had a choice to rename yourself, what would you call youself? something else. gosh i wanna change my name SO BAD. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Nicest name for opposite sex? ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) How many kids do you intend to have and state prefered gender! .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) What would you name them? ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Have you considered naming your child after names of elements like sodium, potassium? NO! HAHAHAHHA A KID CALLED POTASSIUM. HAHAHAHHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Whats the meaning of YOUR name? -__- it means Brown Hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Can you even remember your IC number? DUHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Most retarded name among people you know and keep in contact with? not sureee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Nicest name among people you know and keep in contact with? Antje!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Can you see people's name and lifespans above their heads? i wish i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 5: money money money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) If you had 50 SGD what would you spend it on? what's SDG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Do you believe in marrying for money? nope. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Do you have MANY materialistic wants? dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Do you know what a blue note is? err, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Ever thought of being a gambler? gambling with family is okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Do you like taking risks? most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) How much pocket money you get? which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Got a job? dunno. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Is 5 SGD / hour worth anyone's time. seriously? ehhhhh.... dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Would you work in MAC if you're out of cash? guess so? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 6:Sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) Whats your 2.4Km run timing? ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52) Best sport? i don't have a best sport. SWIIMMING (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) Do you think you have talent for sports? not rlyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54) Sports that you just hate? not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55) Sports can be a passion in life, agree/disagree? agree, for some ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56) Sports have no future in singapore, agree/disagree? . agree .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57) What does sports mean to you? burning fats/calories the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58) How often do you excercise? almost daily :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59) Do you hit the gym? not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60) Do you do sports just for socialising purposes? weirddd. noope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 7:today, tommorow, and yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) What were you doing about 2 hours ago? 1.40 ? oh somewhere in the bus i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62) What would you be doing tommorow? school. duhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63) Visualise and describe your life in 2 years time? HMMMMM. i dunno. depends. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64) Most exciting activity installed for next week? not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) Your amibition? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66) Name 2 things youve done last year that you regret it until now? EH I CAN NAME YOU MUCH, MUCH MORE THAN 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) Time travel is not impossible! agree/disagree? AGREEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68) I ever wished I could maniupilate time. True/False? True. i wish that most of the time anyway -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69) Are you enjoying life? other than some fcukers, YES :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70) Do you always find yourself short of time to do things you enjoy? not exacylu hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 8:the pain,the agony (emo -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) When was the last time you felt like crying/or cried? tell you for what ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72) Do you think guys cannot cry? why not? they humans afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73) Do you cry easily? nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74) Most painful incident in life? i'll tell you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75) Ever looked at a person you know, sighed and wish you were never borned as him/he? huhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76) Can you feel the pain of others? duh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77) Do you bring pain &amp; agony to others? it depends who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78) Do you speak about your problems very openly? maybe to Tanya, YES. but the rest my mouth is shut =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79) Do you think tears make one stronger? Nopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80) Do you have a high treshold for pranks/irritants? HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 9:love and more love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) Do you fall in love easily? get crushes easily but not fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82) Do you openly declare about who you like? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83) Ever told a stranger you like her? nopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84) Do you believe in true love? Hahaha yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85) Do you believe that secondary school couples can last so long and finally get married and live happily ever after? idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86) Is falling out of love easy for you? LET GO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87) What do you look out for in a future lover? ahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88) Ever felt confused about your own feelings? erm, who hasn't. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89) If love is rommance, and"just being friends" is black, do you believe in feeling "gray" about a person. huh. whuut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90) So, is love good or bad? everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 10:conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91) was this survey fun? -.- it killed my boredom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92) how can i improve this survey? hahahah it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93) were you feeling bored? Not exactly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94) are you usually AWAY on msn? nopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) How many hours do you sleep per day? about 6/7 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96) What should you be doing instead of doing this lame survey? replying to Antje&amp;Alexandra's letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97) Can you tell the diff between tap water and boiled water? stare. uh, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98) How long more before bedtime? about 7 hours. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99) What do you think of before sleeping? I'll pray, and think of the next day i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100) Name 1 person of the opposite sex that you think of before going to bed? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA that was the lamest question i have ever heard! you already knew the answer, but i felt like screaming : IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT. ARE YOU RETARD?! oh wait, you are. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEXANDRA &amp;amp; ANTJEE! &lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i know what to give both of them.&lt;br /&gt;but damnn, it'll cost my entire monthly allowance -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-117128888476163789?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/117128888476163789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=117128888476163789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/117128888476163789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/117128888476163789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/02/la-quizzie-entry-d-d-from-fishies-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-117074631910528405</id><published>2007-02-06T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T15:18:39.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like blogging nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;i hate hate the history test on monday =='&lt;br /&gt;and blogger homepage freaking sucks.&lt;br /&gt;takes so long to load. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHI CHI! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply to tags :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nat: ): yeah, i will. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;abby : YAYE! ABBY SAVED MY TAG BOARD :D wahahahah! okay haha see ya in school!&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tanya : my comp is about like, 3 years old for me? i think older. O.o OOHH, painful but OKAY la :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SILYN : thanks for tagging! (: &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;michelle : HAHA okay ;D it's not magic like HARRYPOTTEROMG magic but it means something else. go ask tanya. she should know. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;because i can't bring myself to hate you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-117074631910528405?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/117074631910528405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=117074631910528405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/117074631910528405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/117074631910528405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116989324238274513</id><published>2007-01-27T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T18:20:42.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;PO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;OF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;MA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;GIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;AYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because magic's cool. x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116989324238274513?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116989324238274513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116989324238274513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116989324238274513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116989324238274513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/poofmagicyaye-because-magics-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116964539622091161</id><published>2007-01-24T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:29:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey&lt;br /&gt;project work on the stupid history thing.&lt;br /&gt;was. okaye la.&lt;br /&gt;except i didn't do much and i had to go home early.&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid taxi fare costs $10 &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ooookay,&lt;br /&gt;ouch that hurt. O.o&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/22486099-116964539622091161?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116964539622091161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116964539622091161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116964539622091161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116964539622091161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-project-work-on-stupid-history.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116948490262776588</id><published>2007-01-23T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:55:02.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this sucks la.&lt;br /&gt;so late still can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;tmrw i'm gonna be some half dead person.&lt;br /&gt;-___-"&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe CK got full marks for ting xie.&lt;br /&gt;while i only got 1/10.&lt;br /&gt;stupid rights?&lt;br /&gt;=='&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116948490262776588?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116948490262776588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116948490262776588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116948490262776588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116948490262776588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-sucks-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116931281147662352</id><published>2007-01-21T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T11:31:48.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm reading my &lt;strong&gt;archives&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm so bored. :/ oh.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm trying to get in contact with an old friend.&lt;br /&gt;(chi chi, you should know who. xD)&lt;br /&gt;i got her address,&lt;br /&gt;but it's in&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; chinese&lt;/span&gt;. -__-;;&lt;br /&gt;miserablee.&lt;br /&gt;and i bet her email has already been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;deactivated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BLAHHH! D:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i know what to get for Chi Chi's birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Abby: HIIIIIIII :) okay i will, later. i super lazy mann =='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;CaZ: HEYY CAZ! ohh haha thanks :P my english teacher made my class complete it in 1hr 40mins. i wrote shit! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Alexx: then we shall sing the OLD MACDONALD SONG! yaye (: YES! WE ARE AMAZING PEOPLE. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WISH&lt;/span&gt; i never SAID those &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;stupid things&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, i know i've CHANGED. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116931281147662352?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116931281147662352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116931281147662352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116931281147662352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116931281147662352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-reading-my-archives.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116919533144147627</id><published>2007-01-19T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T16:28:51.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i should have listened to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and tell me i told you so then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;$$$$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm broke like shit.&lt;br /&gt;i knew shouldn't have bought both a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;VCD&lt;/span&gt; &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG I PASSED MY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt; TEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;barely,&lt;/em&gt; but yeah i passed :D&lt;br /&gt;it was super shocking haha.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'll pass the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;freaky english test&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;so damn CHEEM. -.-&lt;br /&gt;dad going to Japan for one week. ):&lt;br /&gt;some business trip thing.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;sadsad.&lt;br /&gt;now talking to&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; nadrah&lt;/span&gt;&amp;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;frances&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Nadrah has a slight obsession with frogs.&lt;br /&gt;O.o amusing person.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/1600/777042/A23.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/320/482041/A23.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i worry i won't see your face light up again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;even the best fall down sometimes ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;even the wrong words seem too right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Collide- Howie Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116919533144147627?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116919533144147627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116919533144147627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116919533144147627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116919533144147627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-should-have-listened-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116910784880188671</id><published>2007-01-18T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:39:38.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY MP3 IS FREAKING SCREWED. -.-&lt;br /&gt;it keeps turning off suddenly!&lt;br /&gt;and it's not as if the battery is dying la.&lt;br /&gt;shitts. ):&lt;br /&gt;this mp3 was my 11th birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda amazing how it survived until now O.o&lt;br /&gt;i hope this is an excuse to get an iPod.&lt;br /&gt;oh well i can't get a hotpink nano because chi already has it.&lt;br /&gt;:OR CAN I? xDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;so if i get the same iPod as chichi, we'll be like having everything in common.&lt;br /&gt;seriously that girl ah,&lt;br /&gt;share so many common interests as me -_-"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah anyway.&lt;br /&gt;it'a always raining nowadaes.&lt;br /&gt;miserable weather.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;there was some weird guy today for drama O.o&lt;br /&gt;goshh he was so annoying &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;like no offence haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I STRIKED A MATCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LIT A &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BUNSEN BURNER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT SCREAMING MY HEAD OFF!&lt;br /&gt;OMG ISN'T THAT SO COOL? -.-&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, that was damn stupid mann.&lt;br /&gt;science is so damn amusing la.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't burn myself too.&lt;br /&gt;almost did la.&lt;br /&gt;it's so fun striking matches and watching the&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; orange &lt;strong&gt;fire&lt;/strong&gt; glow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and then blowing off that little fire off the matchstick!&lt;br /&gt;just like blowing candles off a birthday cake :D&lt;br /&gt;okay i sound like a 5 year old child.&lt;br /&gt;but it's so nice.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;sister's birthday coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;i&gt;joy&lt;/i&gt;. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-OMG YAYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 I'M NOTTTTTTT GONNA BE STUCK WITH YOU!!! SING HALLELUJAH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was random. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I STRIKED A MATCH AND LIT A BUNSEN BURNERR.&lt;br /&gt;i've finally overcome my fear of fire :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bring back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what was mine.&lt;br /&gt;so let's play the game of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and it's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; turn, my &lt;u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116910784880188671?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116910784880188671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116910784880188671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116910784880188671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116910784880188671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-mp3-is-freaking-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116902695072137498</id><published>2007-01-17T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:42:30.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OHH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CHI CHI HAS THE FREAKING IPOD I WANTED.&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT! D:&lt;br /&gt;lucky birthday girlllll. see. parents are weird.&lt;br /&gt;they scream at you then the next day they give you the nicest gifts.&lt;br /&gt;weird people.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;gawdd.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna seee that freaking iPod...&lt;br /&gt;T-T&lt;br /&gt;lucky lucky lucky girl. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway happy early birthday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i'm sorry i changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i'm sorry i said those things, sometimes i don't know if i still have self-control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;is this good enough for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116902695072137498?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116902695072137498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116902695072137498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116902695072137498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116902695072137498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116894036778938459</id><published>2007-01-16T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:50:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love this skin :D&lt;br /&gt;i think one of my friends used it before.&lt;br /&gt;i THINK.&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot who. -.-&lt;br /&gt;ohmygawd i hate the stupid ***** people in the bus &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;they talk shit.&lt;br /&gt;they're super what la!&lt;br /&gt;not saying anything, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like seeing those people and their ugly faces. &gt;:( pehh.&lt;br /&gt;summre talk so rudely and loudly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;that bus driver sucks too la.&lt;br /&gt;bleah -.-&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;SILYNN LIKES STEALING MY POSTITS! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;b&gt;old neighbour gang&lt;/b&gt; is YANG, CHI CHI, FRED &amp; I. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i lovelove tanya, ethel &amp;amp; antje! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3, kiohhnaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;serene: uhhuh i think i'll look damn ugly la -_-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jaclyn: EEEKS. dont worry i think it'll be better this year :D go facial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tanya: FINALLY FOUND A SKIN! blogskin wasn't lagging x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;frances: LOL i thought the NCC girls cooked it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;alex: hmm. OINK/SNORT GOES THE PIG! beat that. XD yeah. that guy tell me to what. lower shoulders, push back fringe dunno what shit la. at least not as bad as Xinmin right? she had to take her picture 34923 times. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nat: HERE'S THE REPLY TO YOUR TAGG LA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm supergirl,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm here to save the world.&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna save me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116894036778938459?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116894036778938459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116894036778938459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116894036778938459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116894036778938459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-this-skin-d-i-think-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116867224049096914</id><published>2007-01-13T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:10:40.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;ugghh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid guy who asked me to push back my fringe &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;then went for NCC orientation.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha, so fun!&lt;br /&gt;the NCC people look so guai nice.&lt;br /&gt;deborah's sister is so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;wheee. (:&lt;br /&gt;played poison ball, whacko and just talked and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED THE SPAGEHTTI &amp; FRIED RICE.&lt;br /&gt;it rawed okay!&lt;br /&gt;i was so hungry :D:D&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;after that stayed back to wait for my mom to come out of the briefing thing.&lt;br /&gt;i was SO DAMN BORED i called people to talk about nothing&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; walked in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nat: HEYYY&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;frances: HI yeah i know. wah lao you poke people quite pain -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;abby: heyheyhey :D:D school's. fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Antje: woahh, thanks... that's so sweet! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alex: &amp; MEOW GOES THE CAT! boo! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yuxian: lmao it's okay -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;nah, i don't feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;because, i've already let go a LONG TIME AGO :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116867224049096914?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116867224049096914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116867224049096914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116867224049096914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116867224049096914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/stupid-photo-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116835161214756724</id><published>2007-01-09T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:06:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=x&lt;br /&gt;oh gawd.&lt;br /&gt;i'm terrified of the new science teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;she seems okay la.&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i screwed up the science homework.&lt;br /&gt;and i think she's gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr. &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's like i'm being... replaced.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116835161214756724?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116835161214756724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116835161214756724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116835161214756724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116835161214756724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/x-oh-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116826517244937571</id><published>2007-01-08T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:06:12.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG, I AM SO PISSED OFF XIAH.&lt;br /&gt;that stupid person ;&lt;br /&gt;go scold my whole group just for no reason leh. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;okay fine la, we were making a little noise &lt;br /&gt;but that didn't give that person to scold us until what la.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;THAT FISHIE AH.&lt;br /&gt;GO CALL ME WHEN I KENA SCOLDING.&lt;br /&gt;stupid,&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to put my phone on silent mode. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;so it started ringing -.-&lt;br /&gt;almost confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;thank God that person gave me a chance.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't need to go principal's office to like, apologise&lt;br /&gt;because i didn't make noise :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;but i almost cried because i thought&lt;br /&gt;my phone was gonna get confiscated -.-&lt;br /&gt;freakkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know i can't choose your friends...&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, whatever. go have fun la.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116826517244937571?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116826517244937571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116826517244937571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116826517244937571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116826517244937571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/omfg-i-am-so-pissed-off-xiah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116815313853312800</id><published>2007-01-07T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T14:58:58.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;because of you, i'm scared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prefect orientation thing was fun!&lt;br /&gt;met Frances &amp; Caz &amp;amp; Fish in school.&lt;br /&gt;so early xiahh.&lt;br /&gt;the games were like really fun.&lt;br /&gt;ethel lim was in my group.&lt;br /&gt;she go sabo me for the first game!&lt;br /&gt;make me whack people. i whack her then i happy la.&lt;br /&gt;(sadly i didn't.)&lt;br /&gt;so tiring hahaha the games.&lt;br /&gt;there was one game where we were suppose to crawl trhough some soap thing.&lt;br /&gt;OMG,&lt;br /&gt;i volunteered to do it la.&lt;br /&gt;I BROKE THE EGG.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, funfun :D&lt;br /&gt;after the whole orientation i stayed back in school to like... talk.&lt;br /&gt;omg la that frances winata thought i was crying -.-"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;talked to esther about a whole lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;like about how she dosent believe in the phrase "friendship lasts forever" .&lt;br /&gt;shrug i guess she's right...&lt;br /&gt;went home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;tiring day. :D&lt;br /&gt;WENT BOWLING WITH FAMILY AT NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhaha i sucked la.&lt;br /&gt;my father was like, woahh O__O keep hitting all the pins.&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid bowling ball kept like, going into the longkang. stupid mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIESS!&lt;br /&gt;alexx- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WAHAHAHAHHA that shyaza ah, so ego. but she damn funny lahs. yeah joining NCC. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;serene- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ohhh. cheer up it's just a movie. sighh he died while eating chocolate... isn't chocolate suppose to expand your life or something? o.o"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;only the small smiles &amp; brief glaces now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it used to be &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt; in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm &lt;strong&gt;missing those days&lt;/strong&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/22486099-116815313853312800?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116815313853312800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116815313853312800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116815313853312800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116815313853312800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/because-of-you-im-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116799960728654296</id><published>2007-01-05T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T20:27:47.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;my friend,&lt;br /&gt;don't be like me and give up.&lt;br /&gt;keep on fighting!&lt;br /&gt;and if that girl keeps on hurting you,&lt;br /&gt;i swear,&lt;br /&gt;i'll KILL HER.&lt;br /&gt;we're in this together. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired tired tired!&lt;br /&gt;so very tired.&lt;br /&gt;went plaza sing!&lt;br /&gt;with fishy, ethel, ck &amp; tanya :D&lt;br /&gt;watched death note 2. wahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what's going on at first -.-&lt;br /&gt;but still an awesomely creepy and awesome show :D&lt;br /&gt;YOU PEOPLE MUST WATCH OKAY? OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;then ran around vivo ALONE looking for a perfect pink (not too dark, not too light) FILE! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i foundd it! yaye! $3.50 only!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i love minitoons too.&lt;br /&gt;short entry. i'm very tired nowadaes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAROLYN GOH! &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends forever. :D you are so &lt;strong&gt;tall.&lt;/strong&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES!:&lt;br /&gt;tanya&amp;amp;alexandra&amp;amp;fishie : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY (belated) NEW YEAR TO YOU TOO! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trisse : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yupps :D this year i'll stop slacking and work hard. omg i sound supersuper guai -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alex :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HEYYYYYYY ALEXX! yupp it rocks to be in the same class as you. but you're so ego. WAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i THINK i'm joining NCC. but i forgot to put my name down. wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tanya : &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;YES WE ROCK! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SOMEBODY,&lt;br /&gt;WISHING THERE WAS A CHANCE TO SAY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'M SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/22486099-116799960728654296?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116799960728654296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116799960728654296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116799960728654296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116799960728654296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-friend-dont-be-like-me-and-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116791755677629245</id><published>2007-01-04T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:32:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goshh,&lt;br /&gt;me tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther! met her in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;omgg, she grew taller! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahah &amp; she did something with her hair..&lt;br /&gt;yaye same class as CK :D but most of my friends went to PR. ):&lt;br /&gt;sadsad.&lt;br /&gt;at least still can talk lahs. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had dunno some shit talk about counseeeling &amp; rules.&lt;br /&gt;RAINBOW ROOM!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;NCC looked pretty fun :D&lt;br /&gt;IT &amp; DRAMA too. &lt;br /&gt;sigh. i hate the stupid weather.&lt;br /&gt;sooo sunny.&lt;br /&gt;frances had to drag me around the school!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i was whining like shit la.&lt;br /&gt;say what : I DAMN THIRSTY! I DUN WANNA GO UNDER THE SUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;GIRL GUIDES. WAH LAO.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY SHOES ALL DIRTY.&lt;br /&gt;YUCKK. D:&lt;br /&gt;AND THERE WAS MUD!&lt;br /&gt;LOTS OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;AND BUGS. JUMPING ALL AROUND THE GRASS. -shudder-&lt;br /&gt;hahaha no offence Jaclyn&lt;br /&gt;not an outdoor person...&lt;br /&gt;... hates the grass. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;times like this i feel like crying out my pain like i used to to the person who wouldn't &lt;strong&gt;even care&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116791755677629245?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116791755677629245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116791755677629245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116791755677629245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116791755677629245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/goshh-me-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116763169540974670</id><published>2007-01-01T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:40:13.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR.!!!!!!&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shoutouts. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the &lt;b&gt;sour&lt;/b&gt; lemons. (guessguess.)&lt;br /&gt;you guys. are like my only true friends. (most of you anyway. -.-) I LOVE YOU!! (not les) i will never forget the times we had and how you were there for me... and like how you could cheer me up so easily... ((: continue to rock on, and please, try to keep in touch. i don't wanna lose contact with ya D: well, most of you anyway. &lt;333333333333!!&lt;br /&gt;i dedicate &lt;b&gt;because you live- jesse mccartney&lt;/b&gt; to you people :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my best friends (in 6service.): &lt;br /&gt;(celine, tanya, ethel, esther... ARGH YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. I VERY TIRED GO TYPE OUT LEH.)&lt;br /&gt;hhahahahah the fun times we had in classs. zomggg, you people fill out the missing pieces in my heart and made me laugh (ALOT). (: friends forever. hahahahah.&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;i dedicate &lt;b&gt;Graduation- Vitamin C&lt;/b&gt; to you guyss :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jaclyn, chi chi, yu wen, yang, thor, fred, meera, nick, jan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333!!!! so what if you aren't in my class? you people ROCK. it's so fun to talk to any of you. and that silly nickname Thor gave me. ahahahhaha. promise me we'll always be friends, at least. :D.&lt;br /&gt;i dedicate &lt;b&gt;Do You Believe in Magic&lt;/b&gt; ( cuz you people put some magic into my life! hinthint. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayeyayeyaye.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;yupps. here's how my new year went.&lt;br /&gt;went to uncle's house to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;crazy event yeah.&lt;br /&gt;played pool, talked with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;amusing,&lt;br /&gt;my study-read-books-don't-play-with-us cousin, Celine (not ck.) was playing pool with us! :D&lt;br /&gt;amazing mann.&lt;br /&gt;if not she'd be studying or reading. =__=&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;had present giftaways and yeah, quite cool :D&lt;br /&gt;won some... matching game.&lt;br /&gt;lame but better than nothing -.-&lt;br /&gt;countdown, went home and watched devil wears prada.&lt;br /&gt;LOL okay this is like, super short. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;why the hell are you so dumb?!!!?&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN'T EVEN TELL THE DIFF BETWEEN THE LIE AND A TRUTH?!!&lt;br /&gt;fine la, since you BELIEVE her so much, go ahead and hate me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116763169540974670?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116763169540974670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116763169540974670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116763169540974670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116763169540974670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116746193240530358</id><published>2006-12-30T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T14:58:52.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah, oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;new phoneee! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;GRINNNN.&lt;br /&gt;-still grinning-&lt;br /&gt;it's charging. -.- wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;OMG I JUST REALISED TOMORROW'S THE LAST DAY OF 2006.&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;time flies.&lt;br /&gt;SO DOES FLYGON! :D&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you get the joke.&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eff you and your lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116746193240530358?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116746193240530358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116746193240530358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116746193240530358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116746193240530358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-yeah-oh-yeah-new-phoneee-dd-grinnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116744673465031180</id><published>2006-12-30T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T10:47:04.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tired.&lt;br /&gt;goshh. school starting in like, 5 days or something.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygawd i'm gonna be stuck with a certain bitch D:D:&lt;br /&gt;holy shittt D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eff you and your lies.&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/22486099-116744673465031180?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116744673465031180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116744673465031180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116744673465031180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116744673465031180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116738606398107485</id><published>2006-12-29T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T17:54:23.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;shit, i knew i shouldn't have trusted you THIS MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116738606398107485?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116738606398107485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116738606398107485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116738606398107485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116738606398107485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ohmygawd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116732694498156160</id><published>2006-12-29T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:44:30.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY. UPDATE ON MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesdaye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (i think)&lt;br /&gt;met Chi downstairs :D&lt;br /&gt;we passed each other christmas gifts!&lt;br /&gt;i got a cute mini turtle from her.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS CHI CHI!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;we called Goofy,&lt;br /&gt;but whatthehell?!&lt;br /&gt;he hung up on us.&lt;br /&gt;okayee, he hung up on Chi chi. she was the one who did the talking. xD&lt;br /&gt;we got bored D:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa i think i went insane or something, i called Meera's mom.&lt;br /&gt;they were in MALAYSIA. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;MY PHONE BILL. T-T&lt;br /&gt;they said something about visiting the condo soon.&lt;br /&gt;so chi and i made up some list about the "changes" we had.&lt;br /&gt;like it used to be,&lt;br /&gt;just fun and games.&lt;br /&gt;now, everything's changed or something.&lt;br /&gt;chi chi in a diff school, yang in china,&lt;br /&gt;fred in senior school, meera&amp;amp;jan drifted apart from us.&lt;br /&gt;and me? i don't know. D:&lt;br /&gt;i had some kinda weird crazy mental image that:&lt;br /&gt;chi chi became the sarcastic quiet girl, (okay, she kinda is.)&lt;br /&gt;meera becoming some emo person, (WHAT! she always seemed sad when i emailed her.)&lt;br /&gt;jehanita? some artistic hopeless romantic,&lt;br /&gt;fred some kinda... i dunno, i forgot what i said about him.&lt;br /&gt;Nick? stupid pervert?&lt;br /&gt;ME? the "cheerful bubbly" girl. oh well. it kinda fits, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;after that, went home and died of boredom. yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAYEE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up today because i got screamed at by my younger sister&lt;br /&gt;to get up.&lt;br /&gt;i swear,&lt;br /&gt;she loves to scream at me to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;T-T&lt;br /&gt;WHYY are younger sisters SOO cruel.&lt;br /&gt;well anyway my younger sis is cute and pokable (:&lt;br /&gt;gosh..&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to grandma's place to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;sat around and got VERYY bored.&lt;br /&gt;sighh.&lt;br /&gt;went home and got scolded by my mom for not being OBSERVANT.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;just because i REFUSED to read some stupid bus thingy,&lt;br /&gt;she started lecturing me about being observant.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with not being observant?! O.o"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i that worthless to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116732694498156160?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116732694498156160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116732694498156160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116732694498156160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116732694498156160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116723534919897274</id><published>2006-12-27T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:02:29.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;eeeek.&lt;br /&gt;happy boxing day &amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tsunami&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;earthquake&lt;/span&gt; ?!&lt;br /&gt;what the hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what's next.&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tornado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;THE EARTHQUAKE SCREWED UP MY INTERNET &amp;amp; MSN.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;i&gt;pissed off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;oh well lucky Singapore. :D&lt;br /&gt;hehh.&lt;br /&gt;my internet is seriously screweedd!&lt;br /&gt;my msn too!&lt;br /&gt;stupidddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID STUPID STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm done ranting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one day, you'll see the truth.&lt;br /&gt;if you can't trust the people you love,&lt;br /&gt;who else can you trust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116723534919897274?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116723534919897274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116723534919897274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116723534919897274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116723534919897274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/eeeek.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116718720900036962</id><published>2006-12-27T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T10:40:09.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;msn won't sign me in.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; i . give . up .&lt;br /&gt;it's obvious you trust that bitch's lies more than me.&lt;br /&gt;so really, &lt;br /&gt;what's the whole fucking point?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116718720900036962?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116718720900036962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116718720900036962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116718720900036962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116718720900036962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-hell-msn-wont-sign-me-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116710416610961330</id><published>2006-12-26T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:39:18.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/1600/132679/CONDOMINIUMxD%20064.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THE ORANGE BIGHEAD OF ACTION CITY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/1600/965707/CONDOMINIUMxD%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/1600/540272/CONDOMINIUMxD%20048.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/1600/638213/CONDOMINIUMxD%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/1600/982751/CONDOMINIUMxD%20063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/320/29809/CONDOMINIUMxD%20063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116710416610961330?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116710416610961330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116710416610961330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116710416610961330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116710416610961330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-orange-bighead-of-action-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116704347758061521</id><published>2006-12-25T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T18:47:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;congratz, my "friend".&lt;br /&gt;you've officially succeeded in making that friend hate me. your blood thirsty desire for popularity disgusts me. i hate you and i will never forgive&amp;trust you again. so yeah. i can't believe you were acting nice the whole bloody time. yuck i hate you. what disgusts me most is that you actually used them to be popular. ohmygawd, and spread a bunch of lies about me doing WHAT? D: that's just &lt;b&gt;LOW.&lt;/b&gt; fuck off, get out of my life. do the world a favour. jump down the building and rot in hell, okay? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHHOO!&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS ROCKED LIKE SHIZZ. :D&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo for christmas present shopping.&lt;br /&gt;omg, bad bad choice.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO FREAKING CROWDED LAH.&lt;br /&gt;i got a headache from all the people. irritating -.-&lt;br /&gt;went ethel's place to celebrate!!&lt;br /&gt;we wanted CK to come, but she couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;sadsad. :(&lt;br /&gt;we took dinner and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;AND WE PLAYED BIND'S MAN BLUFF :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT I'D NEVER PLAY THAT GAME IN MY LIFE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i sucked at it.&lt;br /&gt;i almost everytime kenah caught larh =='&lt;br /&gt;but still had fun :)&lt;br /&gt;Ethel's cousins are so funny :)&lt;br /&gt;they made me laugh like crap.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah dont feel like blogging nows.&lt;br /&gt;maybee laters. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks tanya &amp;amp; ethel for the gifts, they were nice! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116704347758061521?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116704347758061521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116704347758061521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116704347758061521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116704347758061521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/congratz-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116687478426958695</id><published>2006-12-23T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T19:53:04.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAH (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to be soft and unblock you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like it. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116687478426958695?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116687478426958695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116687478426958695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116687478426958695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116687478426958695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmmm-nah-im-not-going-to-be-soft-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116680586310179651</id><published>2006-12-23T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:44:23.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah, back from that erm. orientation thing.&lt;br /&gt;wah lao.&lt;br /&gt;the speech sooo boring.&lt;br /&gt;can die la. could have slept. except my mom was next to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;who was next to me. T-T&lt;br /&gt;hahaha serene kept ruffling my sister's hair,&lt;br /&gt;and calling me a meanie :(&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, might be in the same class as CELINE KEE!&lt;br /&gt;maybe,&lt;br /&gt;might end up same class as ESTHER too :D&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;didn't go out,&lt;br /&gt;but went to CK'S place to play, hahahah with ethel &amp; rachel..&lt;br /&gt;so, i got to see what maple was like.&lt;br /&gt;amusing, but i dunno why it's addicting =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;merry christmas my goodfriends/bestfriends&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YANG!, JACLYN!, CHI CHI!,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CELINE!, ABBY!, NATALIE!,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YUXIAN!, ESTHER!, ETHEL!,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TANYA! CAZ!, emily, alexandra&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; fred, serene, carolyn ng,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; alexis, amelia&lt;/span&gt; and blah blah blah. have a merry christmas. (it's in christmas color!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i DONT think i missed out anybody's name. x]&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll do some proper shoutout&amp;amp;testimonial for the people who's name are in caps. oh well i'll do it when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what shit you blocked me.&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot i blocked you too -.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;maybe, i was already prepared to let you go. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116680586310179651?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116680586310179651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116680586310179651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116680586310179651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116680586310179651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/woah-back-from-that-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116670908691976279</id><published>2006-12-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:51:26.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh gawd, today was better than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up feeling like a zombie though. -.-&lt;br /&gt;went to school, met ESTHER! :D&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, she's back from China, thought she migrated there or something...&lt;br /&gt;i still have slight fever, so i was blurblur. bad headache too. -.-&lt;br /&gt;sigh the ms heng give speech give so long,&lt;br /&gt;then somemore some parents keep asking question.&lt;br /&gt;annoying till what la. just get over it. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;collected my report book!&lt;br /&gt;hey it said i got distinction for some science thing,&lt;br /&gt;huh i got distinction meh?&lt;br /&gt;I SUCK AT SCIENCE LA. =__=&lt;br /&gt;you know ah, this tanya lee ah&lt;br /&gt;go say what, ms bay holiday at Kallang river.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHA, can imagine la. :P&lt;br /&gt;then went out with tanya's mom, ethel &amp;amp; tanya.&lt;br /&gt;saw caz cax sarah natalie and some other people. :P&lt;br /&gt;shit la, i was so damn broke i didn't buy anything..&lt;br /&gt;next time must bring money for surprise shopping trip. wahahha. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116670908691976279?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116670908691976279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116670908691976279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116670908691976279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116670908691976279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-gawd-today-was-better-than-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116663315419277456</id><published>2006-12-21T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:45:54.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO FREAKING CONFUSED. AND SAD :(&lt;br /&gt;let's rant.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;then i thought i had to reach school by 8am.&lt;br /&gt;but NOO,&lt;br /&gt;then someone told me had to go there at 12.&lt;br /&gt;then another person told me to go to 11! SO WTF!&lt;br /&gt;I AM CONFUSED.&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING TEACHERS ; they didn't tell us the time -.-&lt;br /&gt;well if they did they spoke too softly xP&lt;br /&gt;which got me so pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;and whyyy must we remove our nail polish HUH.&lt;br /&gt;I SPENT ONE HOUR DOING MY NAILS.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid white nail polish kept smudging!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;damnit, i dun wanna redo my nailssss.&lt;br /&gt;stupid school!&lt;br /&gt;stupid posting!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;go ruin my nice nice white nails.&lt;br /&gt;pehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just something i've been keeping inside for a long long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you know what,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick &amp; tired of you treating me this way,&lt;br /&gt;WHAT did i ever do to you huh,&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;KNOW&lt;/b&gt; the things you call me behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts, you know.&lt;br /&gt;and it's seriously getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;whatever la, i don't care already.&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;i don't want anything to do with you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;anywaye you don't care right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... erm..&lt;br /&gt;i need to do christmas shopping! &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;need to get presents for Ethel's party...&lt;br /&gt;that means need to get presents for CK &amp;amp; Tanya&lt;br /&gt;because they're coming too...&lt;br /&gt;okayeokaye.&lt;br /&gt;i OWE &lt;strong&gt;Chi Chi (because she's my freaking awesome neighbour),&lt;br /&gt;CK, Tanya, Ethel (because i'm gonna meet them on Christmas Eve),&lt;br /&gt;Kris (her birthday is next to Christmas.),&lt;br /&gt;presents.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oh yeah, happy birthday Frances..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116663315419277456?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116663315419277456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116663315419277456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116663315419277456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116663315419277456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-so-freaking-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116654826810022998</id><published>2006-12-20T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:11:08.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What &lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt; the most&lt;br /&gt;Was &lt;strong&gt;being so close&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you &lt;u&gt;walk away&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And&lt;/b&gt; not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin' to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;… she could have helped him.&lt;br /&gt;She was so close,&lt;br /&gt;so damn close to helping him,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from the community in Livejournal, Katara/Zuko. :D love this song. so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116654826810022998?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116654826810022998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116654826810022998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116654826810022998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116654826810022998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-hurts-most-was-being-so-close-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116654008896419806</id><published>2006-12-19T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:54:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phewww.&lt;br /&gt;i recovered fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;the headache was killing me already..&lt;br /&gt;so yup i'm fever-free already :D&lt;br /&gt;thursday going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;oh yaye -.-&lt;br /&gt;stupid, i'm going to see that stupid bitch's face again&lt;br /&gt;acting cute,&lt;br /&gt;sucking up to people,&lt;br /&gt;grrr, better not continue bitching la.&lt;br /&gt;hate her. &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;woahh, it's so rainy and cold nowadaes...&lt;br /&gt;cannot swim lehs.&lt;br /&gt;holidays ending soon. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUXIAN &amp;amp; NATALIE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i know i mean just &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so little&lt;/span&gt; to you//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116654008896419806?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116654008896419806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116654008896419806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116654008896419806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116654008896419806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/phewww.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116643679468543983</id><published>2006-12-18T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:18:34.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;have high fever. (40.2)&lt;br /&gt;stuppiiiddd.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was spread by my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;stupid, my headache hurts so fucking much. T-T&lt;br /&gt;i was crying in the restaurant last night -.-&lt;br /&gt;super embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it ruined the whole holiday trip.&lt;br /&gt;sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. no one to talk to online now. ): CK's on but she's playing maple. yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last place you've been to,&lt;br /&gt;- Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You are,&lt;br /&gt;- KIONA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;- i forgot. (sorry the fever is making my brain rusty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;- Tanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;- Twelve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What song are u listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;- Secret by The Veronicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Last thing you bought for yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- Style, a caramel Frapucino (sp?), BBQ chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How you wish,&lt;br /&gt;- BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I really like,&lt;br /&gt;- for this fever to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I have a crush on,&lt;br /&gt;- ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I really hate,&lt;br /&gt;- SPIDERS. OH and THAT BITCHY SPIDER. and clowns &amp; dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever...&lt;br /&gt;1. Cried in school?&lt;br /&gt;- erm... yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ran away?&lt;br /&gt;- NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;- :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't know (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Cried when someone died?&lt;br /&gt;- duh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;- nopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sit by the phone waiting for a call all night?&lt;br /&gt;- shrugshrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Chat online?&lt;br /&gt;- mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Save emails?&lt;br /&gt;- yupp. no wait actually i can't be bothered to delete them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Wish u were someone else?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Cry in front of friends?&lt;br /&gt;- Only a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you get jealous easily?&lt;br /&gt;- NOPES. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What have u been doing these past few days?&lt;br /&gt;- stoning and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you thinking about now?&lt;br /&gt;- how painful my headache is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Cry &amp;amp; puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What did you last say to a friend last night?&lt;br /&gt;- forgot ehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When will you want to have your own baby?&lt;br /&gt;- BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did u last receive a gift?&lt;br /&gt;- Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who did you last chatted online with?&lt;br /&gt;- i think Tanya &amp;amp; Serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your greatest bet ever made?&lt;br /&gt;- $2 on blackjack 21..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you believe in first sight in love?&lt;br /&gt;- hmmm... dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116643679468543983?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116643679468543983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116643679468543983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116643679468543983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116643679468543983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/omg-have-high-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116619793172461986</id><published>2006-12-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:55:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;woohoo! (:&lt;br /&gt;my cousins are back from England.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha as usual,&lt;br /&gt;met them at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;then the usual awkward silence.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;hugged them, and started taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;one of them, Shimin, is younger thn me by one year,&lt;br /&gt;but she's shorter than me by 10 cm.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;ate at a thai restaurant. D:&lt;br /&gt;pehh, i hate thai.&lt;br /&gt;but anywaye i was starving so i ate whatever they had.&lt;br /&gt;sighh, i remember last time i went to a thai restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;had bad food poisoning. &gt;( bad memories. stupid thai food. D:&lt;br /&gt;omg, did i mention i HATE THAI FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;yupps.&lt;br /&gt;i love the chocolate they brought from England :D&lt;br /&gt;mmm.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna grow fat luhs. :(&lt;br /&gt;i think going out with cousins (Shimin, Shihuai) tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;so sad. Aunt Mandy's (Shimin's mom) brother is dying.&lt;br /&gt;i think i saw her crying or something.&lt;br /&gt;i felt super sad for her la. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;so my dad and his brother went to the airport to book&lt;br /&gt;a last minute air ticket to her home country...&lt;br /&gt;like to see her bro before ....&lt;br /&gt;so yeah kids,&lt;br /&gt;the lesson learnt todaye is...&lt;br /&gt;NO SMOKING.&lt;br /&gt;it kills, really.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, thanks Jaclyn for that expensive gift!!&lt;br /&gt;THANKSSSSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have an early merry christmas too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116619793172461986?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116619793172461986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116619793172461986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116619793172461986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116619793172461986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/bad-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116609545591905036</id><published>2006-12-14T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T19:25:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; we love starbucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesdaye&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUASH!&lt;br /&gt;with Chi chi.&lt;br /&gt;kinda.&lt;br /&gt;we were playing solo, so the wall was our main opponent.&lt;br /&gt;this time i warmed up first. :D&lt;br /&gt;so my muscles didn't ache as much. XD&lt;br /&gt;wow,&lt;br /&gt;i played with Chi's mom.&lt;br /&gt;she's good! much faster than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i lost miserably to Chi's mom.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun-challenging. xD&lt;br /&gt;tried calling GOOFY.&lt;br /&gt;but he went out.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAYE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww, tiring daye.&lt;br /&gt;sigh -.-&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8 fucking thirty to change and blah.&lt;br /&gt;i had five hours of sleep. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stop with the midnight snacks... -.-&lt;br /&gt;Dad fetched me to CK's house.&lt;br /&gt;Met Ethel and CK take taxi to Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;wah lao. those two people are the craziest people i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;make me laugh until i choke.&lt;br /&gt;laugh until i can't breathe ehs.&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day i'll die from laughing. then i blame them. xD&lt;br /&gt;Escape isn't boring... i think maybe i'm just deprived.&lt;br /&gt;that's what &lt;b&gt;Mrs Serene Desrosiers Wentz Ross&lt;/b&gt; says.&lt;br /&gt;haahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the WILD AND WET WAS FUN!&lt;br /&gt;CELINE and I were screaming before the thing even went down.&lt;br /&gt;got wet.&lt;br /&gt;very wet.&lt;br /&gt;especially my shoes!! -.- (CONVERSE.)&lt;br /&gt;WE ALMOST MANAGED TO DRAG CELINE KEE TO TAKE MRT (:&lt;br /&gt;but once again, ethel and i failed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;sigh. so sad right.&lt;br /&gt;took a break at the Ya Kun kaya toast thing to talk talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;Celine and Ethel were like giving me advice about a certain &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;bitch&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; person,&lt;br /&gt;then yeah, who cares about what &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; says la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;bitch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE STARBUCKS!! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relaxed and talked with CK and ETHEL again. this time, they really almost killed me.&lt;br /&gt;go say what, ethel is E.T -.-&lt;br /&gt;shout somemore,&lt;br /&gt;laugh somemore&lt;br /&gt;got damn embarassed. but super worth it. xDD&lt;br /&gt;the movie, Eragon? was kinda rushed... much different from the book.&lt;br /&gt;the book was long and detailed, but nice.&lt;br /&gt;but the movie was short and slightly too the point.&lt;br /&gt;but overall, a good movie. xDD worth watching. mmhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2685/2287/1600/206688/CONDOMINIUMxD%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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we love starbucks.'/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116591488474491901</id><published>2006-12-12T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:22:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh well. my mom brought me down to the squash court to teach me the basics of &lt;strong&gt;squash&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;fun game, almost got the basics right,&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;the next day i woke up with &lt;strong&gt;muscle aches all over&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i played too much.&lt;br /&gt;at night, when i play sports i don't get to sleep until VERY late.&lt;br /&gt;so ended up sleeping at &lt;strong&gt;6am&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at &lt;strong&gt;10.30&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm basically operating pn &lt;strong&gt;4 hours of sleep&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wait. 6 hours, because i just took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;mm.&lt;br /&gt;going to play squash with Chi Chi on &lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this time i shall remind myself to warm up first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; get a good night's rest. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;who would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yaye my cousins from England coming back on Fridaye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i think they're gonna leave after 2 days to Korea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FOR SKI TRIP LEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my cousins from Aus coming back on &lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haahaha my mom said go what do banner for them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rather not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this year's gonna be fun. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am so happy for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you've got all your little friends back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;go have fun with &lt;strong&gt;them&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116591488474491901?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116591488474491901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116591488474491901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116591488474491901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116591488474491901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116568951748443173</id><published>2006-12-10T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:38:37.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#f3e7e7;"&gt;i don't think you get it. i'm purposely avoiding you. i DONT trust you anymore. and i never will, again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIMIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's your 11th birthday yes? oh and congratz on getting super high results for that test! ^-^ YAYE YOU. hahahaha. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116568951748443173?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116568951748443173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116568951748443173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116568951748443173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116568951748443173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-think-you-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116565985158153738</id><published>2006-12-09T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T18:24:11.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah, haven't really been blogging. :l ah, just wasn't in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mondaye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funn. went out with Frances and Ethel, needed to go out anyways. met them at Paragon and i had a hard time searching for Ethel. (i could find the statues of Three Green Men.) bleah. went Starbucks and got a drink. the arcade thing, the DDR 4th mix? yeah i was hopeless at it! damn couldn't understand what i was suppose to do. Jump here jump there and after 32 seconds, i lost.. and i lost miserably in the Racing game. wasted my 4 bucks lehh. damnit. so arcade really isn't my thing. nodnod. watched Open Season ; what boring? it was nice&amp;funny, although abit cliche at some parts =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther is coming back soon! :D YAYE. happy. CK came back liao. i dunno about Nat... &amp; Abby? hafta wait till next year. ): sniff. i hate dealing big files with photoshop, especially if i'm making a desktop background for myself. the stupid thing will make my comp super laggy x( arghh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;stop the lies. fuck off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116565985158153738?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116565985158153738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116565985158153738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116565985158153738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116565985158153738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/woah-havent-really-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116513213383617217</id><published>2006-12-03T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T15:50:42.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't like some people reading my blog. hmmm. maybe should put password. shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring. bored.&lt;br /&gt;finally! going out tmrw with ethel frances tanya. tanya not confirmed yet. hope she can come (: sighh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a &lt;b&gt;white, transparent purple, light purple-silver nailpolish&lt;/i&gt; from t'clear (sp?)&lt;/b&gt; . ($90)&lt;br /&gt;i want a &lt;b&gt;new handphone.&lt;/b&gt; (?)&lt;br /&gt;i want a &lt;b&gt;new plushie from minitoons.&lt;/b&gt; ($15)&lt;br /&gt;i want &lt;b&gt;that DVD series thing&lt;/b&gt; ($247)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: this Christmas = expensive.$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i thought you'd have changed!" -her&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiz from jaclyn. not very quizzy but i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things that i cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;1. God.&lt;br /&gt;2. youtube.&lt;br /&gt;3. best friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;4. PHOTOSHOP.&lt;br /&gt;5. my cow squishy cusion thing, tigger &amp; turtle toy.&lt;br /&gt;6. computerrr&lt;br /&gt;7. MSN.&lt;br /&gt;8. SWIMMING! it calms me down if i feel nervous/scared/etc.&lt;br /&gt;9. music.&lt;br /&gt;10. ehh. books? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things i CAN live without.&lt;br /&gt;1. that bitch.&lt;br /&gt;2. that bitch's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;3. that bitch's best friend's best friend (who's the best friend of the original bitch as well.) cough&lt;i&gt;MORETHANFRIENDLA&lt;/i&gt;coughcough (who's a complete ass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(its an ugly family indeed. *spits*)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. -thinks-. thinking about that trio makes me wanna puke. *vomits* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 friends i cant live without (IN NO ORDER OKAY.)&lt;br /&gt;1. hmm. ABBY! (the first person, alphabetically.) for always listening to my complaining, hopeless secrets and etc. &lt;br /&gt;2.NAT B! (always making me laugh like a madperson (teasing me about the whole "single" thing.) and being there for me as much as Abby (: )&lt;br /&gt;3.TANYA LEE! (nodnod. whee we told each other family secrets and stuff! really trust this girl :D )&lt;br /&gt;4.JACLYN! (my best friend online! fun to talk to &amp; ask for stress advice. hahahah.)&lt;br /&gt;5.CELINE! (OMG, YOU. YOU ALMOST KILLED ME OKAY. make me laugh until can't breathe. HAHAHAHAH. hahah you were there for me most of the time too! :D)&lt;br /&gt;6.ETHEL! (crazy broomstick. funny nice! ^^)&lt;br /&gt;7.FRANCES! (wheee i like talking to you late at night on msn and reading thr fics you give me!) &lt;br /&gt;8.ESTHER! (GRINS. YAYEE! she's super funny &amp; cute! HAHA, trustworthy too. :D)&lt;br /&gt;9.CHI CHI! (then who else am i supposed to spend the saturday afternoons with? going to the pertrol station or roller blading. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;i&gt;shrug&lt;/i&gt;. (shrug can mean alot of things you know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you realised the 10 people above i've listed are the peple i trust most. kinda. hahaha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116513213383617217?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116513213383617217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116513213383617217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116513213383617217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116513213383617217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-like-some-people-reading-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116490740850249047</id><published>2006-12-01T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:23:28.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How To Save A Life&lt;/span&gt; - The Fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one you say we need to talk&lt;br /&gt;He walks you say sit down it's just a talk&lt;br /&gt;He smiles politely back at you&lt;br /&gt;You stare politely right on through&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of window to your right&lt;br /&gt;As he goes left and you stay right&lt;br /&gt;Between the lines of fear and blame&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let him know that you know best&lt;br /&gt;Cause after all you do know best&lt;br /&gt;Try to slip past his defense&lt;br /&gt;Without granting innocence&lt;br /&gt;Lay down a list of what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;The things you've told him all along&lt;br /&gt;And pray to God he hears you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he begins to raise his voice&lt;br /&gt;You lower yours and grant him one last choice&lt;br /&gt;Drive until you lose the road&lt;br /&gt;Or break with the ones you've followed&lt;br /&gt;He will do one of two things&lt;br /&gt;He will admit to everything&lt;br /&gt;Or he'll say he's just not the same&lt;br /&gt;And you'll begin to wonder why you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;And I would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;Had I known how to save a life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116490740850249047?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116490740850249047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116490740850249047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116490740850249047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116490740850249047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-to-save-life-fray-step-one-you-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116473754876637214</id><published>2006-11-29T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T02:12:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoops. sorry for the trouble ^^. just felt like i needed a new URL. yupps. oh okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid security guard has officialy stopped picking on me. i got my mom to complain to the manager, so yeah, i'm allowed to roller blade anytime i want know. :D cool. Hilary and joel broke up. britney and kfed broke up. cooool. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah holidays are super boring. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116473754876637214?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116473754876637214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116473754876637214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116473754876637214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116473754876637214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoops.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116455524141579439</id><published>2006-11-26T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:38:46.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&amp; thanks. after what you've said, i think you really made my life easier. (: i'm not being sarcastic. i always wanted to kill/strangle/whack/kick/punch/scream at you when you call her those stuff, or badmouth/bitch about her in front of my face. it kinda hurt, even when i said you could continue bitching about her. yupps. when i tried defending her, you'd always go make up some stupid comment that &lt;b&gt;annoys the shit&lt;/b&gt; outta me. i hope you're really gonna stop now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks. you've made life easier for me (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116455524141579439?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116455524141579439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116455524141579439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116455524141579439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116455524141579439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116446777941989768</id><published>2006-11-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:16:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; oh gawd, i am so &lt;i&gt;pissed off&lt;/i&gt;. i can't stand that stupid farking security guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember in one post i was complaining about the stupid security guard who warned me not to roller blade? Yeah, this time he did it again, GAWD. This time, that Farker go say : &lt;i&gt;this is second warning. if there's a 3rd time, i will take action.&lt;/i&gt; yeah, half the time i was laughing my head off. Because his two front teeth was missing. HAHAHAHAH. If we wasn't so tall i would have punched the rest of his teeth out la. So basically this is my 2nd warning, and Chi's 1st warning. it sucks. Farker go say what crap about confiscating my roller blades or something... Or call up my parents! -__-" Chi chi and I were like roller blading and talking about the week we had and stuff then suddenly this stupid guard came up. Please la, that stupid Farker go say the carpark so dangerous... please la, the only time i got an accident was three years ago, when i almost hit a car and bruised my lip -.-" STUPID ASSHOLIC SECURITY GUARD. OLD JIKOPEI AH. SO UGLY, HE LOOSE THE FRONT TEETH, WANNA LAUGH MY ASS OFF LA. JEEZ. in the end, me and chi went home to change into our normal shoes and went to the playgroud. the whole time we were ranting about the guard, planning how to make his life miserable! xD hahaha i told my dad, yeh he was kinda pissed off. he say he gonna complain or something. or whatever it is, dad wouldn't care if the guard comes up to my house and complains. dad says he's gonna make the guard's job difficult. i was smiling when i heard that. uggh. i hope that jikopei drowns and dies. slowlyyyy and paiinffulllyyy. let's hope tomorrow we find out that Farker drowned in the pool. yaye. another reason why this is a good year. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah stupid guard. i think he told another neighbour who was in the carpark washing his car. geez. did i mention that neighbour always get screamed at by his wife for i dunno what reason? how gay. I HATE THOSE MOTHER EFFERS LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116446777941989768?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116446777941989768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116446777941989768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116446777941989768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116446777941989768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-gawd-i-am-so-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116426750049108164</id><published>2006-11-23T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:00:52.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAH, BABE! ONE OF MY WISHES CAME TRUE AGAIN. *DOES HAPPY DANCE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HALLELUJAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HALLELUJAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratz to &lt;em&gt;Celine, Caz, Ethel, Tanya, Natalie Yap, Yu Xian and all those who did well&lt;/em&gt;. you got the score you wanted! :D you rock on, people! :D today ish a happy day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;br /&gt;SQUEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yaye me. yaye me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; is that what you really want? does it really make you happy? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116426750049108164?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116426750049108164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116426750049108164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116426750049108164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116426750049108164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/yeah-babe-one-of-my-wishes-came-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116424735374577970</id><published>2006-11-23T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T10:02:33.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; OKAY GOOD LUCK EVERYONE FROM 6SE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116424735374577970?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116424735374577970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116424735374577970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116424735374577970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116424735374577970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-good-luck-everyone-from-6se.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116418925832828112</id><published>2006-11-22T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T18:10:30.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp; fuck off. i hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sick of your insensitive, self absorbed, retarded, bytchy, selfish, mean, ATTITUDE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid bitch. ahh okay nvm (: she's sucha bytch. BITCH BITCH. anw, TMRW IS DEATHDAY!! WAHHHHHHHHH. Last night talked to Abby to calm me down, hahahahha so funny! started talking about the OC and stuff, she say to lend me the DVD. kewls (: then we planned our future! CALIFORNIA! :D:D &amp;amp; Be rich and famous! hahahaha forever partying, go out, hang out with stars, basically have a happy life. that got me all hyper and deffinitely cheered me up XD. talked about the future for one hour then i went to sleep. i was wondering. could life ever have a&lt;em&gt; happy ever after?&lt;/em&gt; hahahaha. TMRW IS DEATHDAY ARGH. ARGHH. my parents said if i get 201+ happy already. sigh. BUT ITS SO HARD TO GET 201. D: me diee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i shouldn't let that bother me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116418925832828112?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116418925832828112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116418925832828112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116418925832828112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116418925832828112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-shouldnt-let-that-bother-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116405284256961222</id><published>2006-11-21T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:10:09.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yepps. new blogskin :D i like this one more than the old &lt;b&gt;"broken heart"&lt;/b&gt; one. but ahh, i'm missing the old one. ): sniff. maybe i could use that skin again after i get tired of this. :D:D I think going IMM with Chi. my mom said it was big. oh well. this is SINGAPORE, can't get lost so easily lahs. whee. xD Need to get her Christmas present anyways. hmm. a few W.I.T.C.H issues, i promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went roller blading MYSELF (lonely ehs.). sat on the pool benches and enjoy the night breeze. (i kicked off the roller blades and stared at the clouds). suddenly one fat cat and scrawny cat came up to me. I was freaked out. it started stalking me -.- so i ended up standing on the chair to wear the roller blades. bleah. how stupid. i remember last time a cat scratched me, and it hurt. X___x. meowwww. sigh. the late nights. i can't sleep at 1am, or 2am, or 3am. -.- UGGGH. i hate the holidays! I'm dying of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stupid stupid, RESULTS IN TWO DAYS. SHIT. SHIT. :( sniff. anyway stole another quiz from Jaclyn! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1.What kind of first impression do you think people think when they first see you?&lt;br /&gt;She hardly smiles, must be some unfriendly person. (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;2. What's one thing you like to do alone?&lt;br /&gt;think, enjoy the breeze i dunno lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite line to say when you're drunk?&lt;br /&gt;i'm high...&lt;br /&gt;4. How many drinks do u need before u get tipsy?&lt;br /&gt;a few?&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have any purpose for living?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah duh (:&lt;br /&gt;6. What kind of books do you like to read?&lt;br /&gt;erm... anything with a good, noncliche plot :D&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think you're cute?&lt;br /&gt;no way.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have a problem changing clothes in front of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;duh =='&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you eat/drink when you raid the fridge at night?&lt;br /&gt;get ice cream of course!&lt;br /&gt;10. Describe your bed?&lt;br /&gt;comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;11. Spontaneous or planned?&lt;br /&gt;erm. dunno&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;nopes. -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you carry with you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;glasses. i am almost blind without them.&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you miss most about being a kid?&lt;br /&gt;erm. dunno i felt more free when i was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you happy with your given name?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;16. What color is your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;purple-pink&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever been in a play?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?&lt;br /&gt;shrug.&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you spend more time with your girlfriend/boyfriend or your friends?&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;21. What's one thing you wish you could do but can't?&lt;br /&gt;skateboard. i'm hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your ideal wedding location?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;23. Whats one instrument you wish you could play?&lt;br /&gt;Guitar? heh ^^"&lt;br /&gt;24. Whats one language you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;spanish&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever pierced your body parts?&lt;br /&gt;nopes.&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you have any tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;27. What's one trait you hate in a person?&lt;br /&gt;those snobby-rich people who look down on others. eww.&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you consider yourself materialistic?&lt;br /&gt;huh. erm. no.&lt;br /&gt;29. What do you cook best?&lt;br /&gt;i don't cook.&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite person/s to talk with on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm not a phone person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116405284256961222?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116405284256961222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116405284256961222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116405284256961222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116405284256961222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/yepps.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116399508704551669</id><published>2006-11-20T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:00:44.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;not in order.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ABBY&lt;br /&gt;2. CELINE&lt;br /&gt;3. ESTHER&lt;br /&gt;4. ETHEL&lt;br /&gt;5. SERENE&lt;br /&gt;6. NAT B&lt;br /&gt;7. JACLYN&lt;br /&gt;8. TANYA&lt;br /&gt;9. YU XIAN&lt;br /&gt;10. CHI CHI&lt;br /&gt;11. YANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How did you meet the 10th?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chi chi] in the pool. year 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would you do if you never meet 6?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[nat B] woah, it'll be REALLY different. i don't think i'll meet Abby if i didn't meet her. yepps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever seen 4 crying?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ethel] yeah, i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would you do if 6 and 2 dated?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Celine &amp; Nat B. laugh. will they even get along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think 1 is pretty?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[abby] awwww, yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Describe 11.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Yang] she's fun, nice, matured... she's in China ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you know 8?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tanya] hmm. From school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you ever go on a date with 5?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[serene] nahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whats 7 favourite colour?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jaclyn] hmmm. orange? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would you do if 2 confessed to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[celine] you've got to be joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fact about 9.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[fishie] da crazy fishie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is 6 going out with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[nat b] i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is number 5 to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. RENIE! :D i treat her like an elder sister i guess. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you ever live with 11?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yang] OMG, CHINA? okay okay i won't mind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is 2 single?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[celine] no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How much does 3 mean to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWW. ESTHER! :D.&lt;br /&gt;hehes she's damn funny la. quite alot yepps. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think about 1?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D ABBY! (bebe) hehes she's erm... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;crazy&amp;amp;funny&amp;cute&amp;amp;oldersister&lt;/span&gt; all in one word. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the best thing about 8?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tanya] she's super fun &amp;amp; funny. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you dislike about 10?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things, but Chi's still nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 people i want to do this.&lt;br /&gt;anyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yaye, so Jaclyn's back on blogger! :D okays. in about 2 days, i have finish reading 4/5 library books. yaye me! yaye! :D hahaha i finished one book in one night. amusing. anyways 23rd is doomsday D: if i get 201, i rejoice already liao mann. oh shit, have cough ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116399508704551669?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116399508704551669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116399508704551669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116399508704551669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116399508704551669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/not-in-order.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116386868182915481</id><published>2006-11-19T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:51:21.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/notamanip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/320/notamanip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that picture is super cute! :D:D:D hahahaha yaye! can't want for 1 december... &lt;333...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i think i'll be TOO occupied with books this holidays. i recently bought a 371 pages book on thursday, then today, went to the LIBRARY and borrowed 5 more books. ahhh. more of the general knowledge. &amp; my sudden interest on Oceans... sigh ==' wheee. so currently need to read 5 books within a week. then later, my dad took me to Kinokuniya, bought ANOTHER BOOK. WAH LAO EH... SO MANY BOOKS T-T sighhhhhh. blah :( too many books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &amp; chi, i'm bored. can we go IMM or any freaking mall on some weekday? (before the 23rd) i'm practically rotting in the weekdays. savee meee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. my condo's BBQ pit is under renovation. sad. there's where all the "memories" of my (ex)neighbours. stupid management... *grumbles* ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i really really am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116386868182915481?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116386868182915481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116386868182915481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116386868182915481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116386868182915481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/that-picture-is-super-cute-ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116361048915069265</id><published>2006-11-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T01:08:09.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; after reading all those stuff,&lt;br /&gt;i realised i still love &lt;u&gt;them&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss how silly&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; this person was,&lt;br /&gt;i miss how &lt;strong&gt;protective&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;crazy this person was,&lt;br /&gt;i miss how &lt;strong&gt;trustworthy&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;sweet(and somehow mysterious) this person was,&lt;br /&gt;i miss how well... funny&amp;&lt;strong&gt;bimbotic&lt;/strong&gt; this person was?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i miss how talkative&amp;&lt;strong&gt;xiao(in the good way)&lt;/strong&gt; this person used to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(they're all different people la.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, things change, and we gotta move on right? :) well. we might still be friends but it just can never be the same again. yepps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;it just takes some time for it to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore this if you wanna. :D&lt;br /&gt;time to SMILE!&amp;amp;BE SPASTIC, YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116361048915069265?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116361048915069265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116361048915069265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116361048915069265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116361048915069265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-spastic-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116352850612928642</id><published>2006-11-15T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:24:57.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what? i couldn't resist! hehehes. ( i'm using the skin i used for my "ex-secret-blog-that-only-some-people-knew" ). wheee (: i love this skin. heheheh. oh well. i did a quiz. cuz i was bored. veryyyy bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116352850612928642?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116352850612928642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116352850612928642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116352850612928642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116352850612928642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-i-couldnt-resist-hehehes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116336042616323545</id><published>2006-11-13T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T04:00:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh omg. sigh i can't sleep. i can't effing sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why. insomnia yeah? -.- oh well update on my life before i go to lala land. at least try to. oh well. woke up at 10.30 with a realllyyy bad headache. uggh. switch on comp and went blog hopping. starts thinking to self to get a real life. like have some REAL fun before the damnn results come out. dunno. pretty much lost interest in everything. it's like look out of window and see pool, mutters to self and say: &lt;i&gt;oh pretty pool. not in the mood to splash around. maybe later.&lt;/i&gt; even the comp is startiing to bore me! sigh. i dunno, im losing my apetite too. look at food, stare at it then thinks: &lt;i&gt;not in the mood&lt;/i&gt;. YEAH. weird. i used to eat almost every junk food i see in the food cupboard. i guess my mom was right. i really am rotting of boredom in the holidays. now my mom's telling me to sign up for wakeboarding. oh well, look on the bright side. it's better than taking those cooking courses... or cleaning courses. -shudder- the library? i don't know, i won't mind going there. i borrowed two books of astronomy and some adobe photoshop thing. wheee. write diary nothing to write about. sigh. -.- oh well. Sunday, finally the day where my sister comes to visit and have fun. this sunday, went for a haircut and french manicure. my current hairstyle is just weird. it feels short. reallllyyyy short. like shoulder length? o.O it's layered so heavily i can barely tie it up. yaye me. but haha it's okay la. quite nice. (: and the french manicure? wah lao, chip already. my twenty bucks... gone. ): (well actually it was my parent's money, but still...). wasted laa. now i have a weird sleeping time. i sleep in the afternoons until 6+ and at night? i can stay up until 4 am, doing nothing at all. pretty much just staring at my toys and drowning in self pity. great world city was nice. bought a magazine and book. ahhh the damn book. damnit. i was reading it until cannot sleep. it's like after one chapter i put the book down and try to sleep. but cannot la, stupid book so exciting until i switched on the lights and start reading again. hahahahhah. seems like books can kill my boredom. (: but this book is too addictive =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm looking at my msn contact list again, no one is online. sigh. me feels lonely. usually there will be &lt;i&gt;some people&lt;/i&gt; online at this time. yepps. i &lt;b&gt;miss&lt;/b&gt; them. sighh. haix. 10 days. 10 days. my deathday is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i realise i have a choice to make. which school to go to? i don't know if i should come back to SCGS. i guess, i guess it all depends on the results. but i'm not good at making choices -.- some people'll know what i'm talking about huh. stupid stupid choices! sigh. i'm so freaking bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i guess reading Mary-sues will amuse me for this short while. hehh. buhbyes.&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;i&gt;A peach is a peach, a plum is a plum,&lt;br /&gt;Mary Sues love Zuko and are after his tongue.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH that was hilarious and i just had to put it there :D i don't blame you if have no idea what i'm talking about. wheeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&amp; i'm sorry, ______.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116336042616323545?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116336042616323545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116336042616323545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116336042616323545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116336042616323545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahh-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116330093659597526</id><published>2006-11-12T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:08:56.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holidays are soooo boring. nothing to do at home de. just stone in front of the comp or sleep. -.- I'M SO BORED. counting down to my deathday is the only thing i can do laaa. -.- 11 days? i think i'll get 190 ==' =='. didn't study very hard. sighh. some friends went overseas liaoo... like Esther, Serene... ): i'll miss Esther. Argh. I'M SO BORED. what's wrong with the weather. it's sunny, the fan isn't even on but i feel so cold. uggh. -.- i'm shivering o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;maybe we could turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how bitchy you are. -.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116330093659597526?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116330093659597526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116330093659597526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116330093659597526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116330093659597526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/holidays-are-soooo-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116319073262154855</id><published>2006-11-11T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T04:32:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG HAHAHHAHAHA. i stayed up late reading about Romeo &amp; Juliet on wikipedia, watching the Incredibles and writing some random shit. OMG. LOL. its 4.20 am!!!! made a new record with Frances!! :D:D:D YAYE US. OMG IM LIKE HYPER FOR NO REASON. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBY MADE ME HYPER HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. OMG ABBY'S SO LUCKY. SHE GETS TO TALK TO A CELEBRITYY. OMG COOOL. OMG I KEEP SAYING "OMG" . I'M TOO HYPER. we were like, counting down to 4am, where Abby could finally talk to her dream celeb!!! we were killing time by laughing for no reason. WHEEEEE. I FEEL XIAO ALREADY LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Abby's still hyper.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep she's hyper.&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.... &lt;br /&gt;HYPER UNTIL 6AM LA&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; i can only be myself with them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116319073262154855?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116319073262154855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116319073262154855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116319073262154855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116319073262154855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-hahahhahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116308836395970627</id><published>2006-11-10T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:06:04.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;bring back those days,&lt;br /&gt;where everyone was part of a nice happy group&lt;br /&gt;and no one got left out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehes. had an awesome birthday at home. dad, mom, jie and i were like watching spider man 2. then suddenly mom and dad went to kitchen for some reason. but i continued watching the TV. heehee. then omg wtf they came out with a cake :D OMG I WAS SHOCKED. i wasn't expecting any cake from my parents!!! hahahahah. sang the song and blew out the candles [: mmm the cake was yummy :)) hehe. my younger sister said i should have let her blown some of the candles. LOL. so Krystal was kinda pissed off at me. xDD. Kris gave me an awesome card and present!! i was super touched by the message she wrote! &lt;333 hahaha! the present rocks too :D :D :D. it was the Escada perfume, which i had wanted since.... June. O.o omg. THANKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. &lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU RUBIANCA, CHI CHI &amp; JACLYN FOR THE NICE CARDS :D&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU JACLYN FOR SMS-ING ME AT 3AM. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU KRISTIN FOR THE NICE CARD AND THE AWESOME PRESENT.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU RUBIANCA, FRANCES, TANYA, ABBY FOR COUNTING DOWN TO MY BIRTHDAY WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ETHEL, TANYA FOR THE CAKE, CARD &amp; TURTLE.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MOM FOR THE COW, TIGGER &amp; CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FRED, NICK &amp; CHI CHI FOR GOING OUT WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ABNER &amp; LEANNE FOR THE PENCIL CASE.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU A*** &amp; N** FOR LETTING ME KNOW YOU'LL BE THERE FOR ME &amp; NOT GIVING UP ON ME WHEN I WAS IN AN EMOTIONAL WRECK. (that really meant alot to me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you, for letting me know,&lt;br /&gt;that you guys are the bestest friends i could ever have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333333.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; i'm reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeely sick of you now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116308836395970627?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116308836395970627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116308836395970627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116308836395970627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116308836395970627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/bring-back-those-days-where-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116300256651928092</id><published>2006-11-09T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:16:06.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M 12. I'M 12! YAYEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAE TO ME :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116300256651928092?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116300256651928092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116300256651928092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116300256651928092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116300256651928092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/holy-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116299998068165871</id><published>2006-11-08T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:35:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;yo,&lt;br /&gt;don't think you're so good at that. yeah maybe you received a few praises, but the whole world dosen't revolve around you. don't act like a princess waiting to be served. even one of my friends had a seriously bad impression of you without even meeting or talking to you. yupps. i don't understand why you always have to point out the bad side of me. usually i'd be the forgiving type, but this time you've crossed the line. letting petty situations in your life affect you so much &amp; hating people who aren't so bad. yeah. this time i've had enough. stop using me. stop treating me like a backup. i'm sick and tired of it. learn to GROW UP.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no love,&lt;br /&gt;KIONA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116299998068165871?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116299998068165871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116299998068165871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116299998068165871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116299998068165871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/yo-dont-think-youre-so-good-at-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116296449530074874</id><published>2006-11-08T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:18:20.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU TANYA &amp; ETHEL FOR THE TURTLE AND CARD.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU DADDY FOR FETCHING ME HOME ALMOST EVERYTIME.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MOM FOR THE CAMERA, THE COW &amp;amp; TIGGER.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU CHI CHI &amp; JACLYN FOR THE AMAZING PHOTOSHOPPED CARD&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FRED, NICK &amp;amp; CHI CHI FOR GOING OUT WITH ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU RUBIANCA FOR THAT ROCKING CARD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D i remember spending my 2005 birthday in the hospital. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class reunion was fun. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;at first was with Ethel, Jean, Deborah, Tanya who tried pushing each other into the pool. I was laughing like shit la, xDD. In the end everybody ran away! LOL. the barbecue? The stupidddd fire didn't start. -.- Bleah. ended up eating spicy BEEHOON, which was nice too :D talked with abby, Tanya then we threw ice! YAYE US. So it was a typical ice fight, taking ice from the drink holder thing and throwing it at each other. :D stupid security guard came and told us to be quiet. BUT WHO CARES. we continued throwing until like. we decided to play UNO. :D i gave up after 5 seconds!! couldnt see in the dark! O.o went with Abby to talk to Serene's mom. Woah, she's nice and funny. hahahahah. o.o.. sigh. i got myself ALL WET la. the swimming pool. -.-" FRANCES WANTED TO PUSH ME IN OKAY. ==' sigh. i don't know if i'm ever going to see these amazing people after 2006, so i hugged them. sigh. )): after that, went to tanya's house. and OMG shit forgot my watch, THANK GOD CELINE FOUND IT :D whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaahah. omg la Tanya's phone was spoilt D: maxine's too. they tripped i think. ohmygosh... Woah, Tanya's mom has a spare phone...phew. lmao. watched I Not Stupid Too... ahhh i fell asleep halfway =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID WILD WILD WET NOT OPEN LAA. WTF. WTF. -.- Because it was TUESDAY? WHAT SO BAD ABOUT TUESDAY LA. DOUBLEYOU-TEE-EFF. bleahh. so ended up going to this eXtreme Kidz thing watever its called and played. omg la, Ethel Tanya &amp; I were playing hide and seek! :D Damn funny la. i found ethel in 10 seconds!! LOL. i felt like a child again. ahhh this will be my last time doing this. sigh. the ball pit was fun too hee. played truth or dare. yupps. i was dared to sit on the side and say "i'm hot and you're not" -.-" LMAO. we still had uber fun. running after MRTs, eating the delicious hotdawg. :D very special way to have fun ehs. Vivo ate lunch. LAKSA &amp;amp; MIRINDA STRAWBERRY again! D: FAT-NESS AHHHH. D: but don't care, still had lotsa fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i just thought you had changed into some horrible person.&lt;br /&gt;you proved me wrong :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/au.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/320/au.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATARA X ZUKO AU IS LOVE LOVE LOVE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116296449530074874?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116296449530074874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116296449530074874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116296449530074874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116296449530074874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you-tanya-mirinda-strawberry.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116290864707951638</id><published>2006-11-07T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:10:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH HAHA&lt;/span&gt; shit, i'm going crazy about the whole &lt;strong&gt;Katara x Zuko&lt;/strong&gt; from Avatar:The Last Airbender. I realllly feel childish =='. oh really, who cares mann? I LOVE THAT PAIRING. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116290864707951638?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116290864707951638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116290864707951638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116290864707951638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116290864707951638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-haha-shit-im-going-crazy-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116273900389339872</id><published>2006-11-05T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:39:18.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the whole of satureday night waiting for the teen titans trouble in tokyo to load. -.- I guess it was worth it, it was a really good movie :D Starfire &amp; Robin kissed... awww. (: so sweet. LOL. I might not be a Star/Robin fan but i don't bash them either :D &lt;i&gt;unlike some people&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred &amp;amp; Nick came today to visit. whee. woahh. Fred is a HEAD taller than me ; the last time i saw him i think he was only an inch taller or something? -.-" WHY IS EVERYONE GROWING SO TALL. BLAH. ==' His bro Nick is still the same playful person but NOT pervertic anymore. (PHEW.) lmao. so Chi, Fred, Nick and I went to Ginza Plaza for fun. the bus ride was stupid.. we had to stand ): the whole four of us were laughing at that Zen photos thing, I LAUGH UNTIL I CHOKED ON MY PEPSI OKAY -.- damnn. stoopid Fred la, keep telling me all the "YO MAMA" jokes. HE MADE ME CHOKE AGAIN. -.- Ginza plaza is kinda boring and yaye! Chi chi taught me how to order from McDonalds :D I'm so proud of myself LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi: CALM DOWN, just order! Just say what you want and that's it&lt;br /&gt;Kioz: BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY IT! =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao. i finally ordered my Mcflurry la. (OMG FATTENING) bleah. talk talk talk laugh like hell took pics bought notebook went home. sigh went swimming and played Marco Polo. Fun, but i almost drowned. eeek o.O Chi chi started talking about Meerabelle and i found out her father is kinda racist. UGHH i'm so pissed off mann. ==' sigh. Fred&amp;Nick said she changed alot, like become more ignorant and proud. Oh well. ==' i was like -no comment- all the way. most of the time at least. ahahaha i hugged them before they left :D aww. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt; OH ERM. i only hugged them cuz Fred said I acted like i didn't care (WHAT? i didn't want him to know i'll miss him when he leaves so i was all "oh okay..." the whole time -.-) when they moved last year. yeah, no feelings whatsoever. LOL. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO CHI: Maybe some time we could go for a movie or something. Maybe we should invite Meerabelle... i wanna see how much she "changed". yupps.&lt;em&gt; if she ruins the movie with her ignorance i'll pay for your movie ticket &amp;amp; popcorn okay? =='&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey lackey!&lt;br /&gt;you walk, talk, eat, sleep, smile, laugh just like HER!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116273900389339872?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116273900389339872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116273900389339872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116273900389339872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116273900389339872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-spent-whole-of-satureday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116260747442528618</id><published>2006-11-04T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T10:31:14.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT THE FCUK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why did you do that? I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116260747442528618?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116260747442528618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116260747442528618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116260747442528618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116260747442528618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-fcuk.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116256941146333372</id><published>2006-11-03T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:56:51.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Untitled&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I try to see but I'm blinded&lt;br /&gt;By the white light&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember how&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember why&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't make it go away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I can't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's screaming&lt;br /&gt;I try to make a sound&lt;br /&gt;But no one hears me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm slipping off the edge&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start this over again&lt;br /&gt;So I try to hold onto&lt;br /&gt;A time when nothing mattered&lt;br /&gt;And I can't explain what happened&lt;br /&gt;And I can't erase the things that I've done&lt;br /&gt;No I can't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;As I'm &lt;strong&gt;fading away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye i love this song. maybe i'm not so sick of sp after all! :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116256941146333372?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116256941146333372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116256941146333372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116256941146333372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116256941146333372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/untitled-i-open-my-eyes-i-try-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116255062103065258</id><published>2006-11-03T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T18:43:41.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I'M DONE WITH THAT PROJECT. YAYE. FINALLY I SPENT ONE FREAKING HOUR ON THAT PROJECT. WAHAHAHA. I'M DONEE. and it was PERFECT, the way i wanted it to be! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hyper.&lt;em&gt; boingboingboing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116255062103065258?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116255062103065258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116255062103065258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116255062103065258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116255062103065258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-im-done-with-that-project.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116253707162396327</id><published>2006-11-03T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T14:57:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/happybdaekiozxf4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/320/happybdaekiozxf4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG awwww, Chi chi made it for me :D&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!!&lt;33 the card's super cute! xDD can't wait for my birthday omg.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i'm kinda touched by what she wrote ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116253707162396327?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116253707162396327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116253707162396327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116253707162396327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116253707162396327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-awwww-chi-chi-made-it-for-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116247999219667009</id><published>2006-11-02T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:06:32.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; HI er dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad:&lt;/b&gt; Hey. How's your day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; fine, fine... Hey, are we going for holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, but not confirmed where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; oh...cuzihavethistravelformthingforschool, andiforgottohanditinintime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad:&lt;/b&gt; ? huh? for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; forschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad:&lt;/b&gt; you forgot to hand in???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; YAH! i'm so so sorry la, can you sign it then i'll go to school tmrw to hand in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad:&lt;/b&gt; Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; cuz my teacher mrs Z gonna call!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad:&lt;/b&gt; *stares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; yah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad:&lt;/b&gt; AIYAH nevermind la, dont need to give. so much trouble. don't care la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; but its my resposibility...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad:&lt;/b&gt; aiyah who cares la... call then call la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i do not need to give my travel form in :D yaye me!! phew. if it was my mom i think she would have killed me or something. oO. LOL. went Vivo for dinner. apparently my mom was telling me how much cholestrol was in my laksa or how much sugar was in my Mirinda Strawberry. -.- sigh. that actually convinced me to go excercise tmrw mann. -.- sighh. this holiday i'm gonna grow fat fat fat. but wait. i ALREADY am fat. :( sighhh. but yaye i finally got my cow from Minitoons. eheh. but my sister likes to hug it. i bet she's gonna steal it tmrw or something. bleah -.- my mom dosent like my new cow. she was poking it -.- ahahaha. i remember i was a kid i was "scared" of my stuff toys. i always thouhgt if i left them alone, they wold come alive and talk and plot to poison me or smth. hahahahha. like Toys Story evil way. O__o now i've outgrowned that stupid thought... -.- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; chi chi is making a blog. FINALLY. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'M SICK OF YOUR BITCHY ATTITUDES&lt;br /&gt;I QUIT. I &lt;strong&gt;QUIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116247999219667009?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116247999219667009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116247999219667009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116247999219667009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116247999219667009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-hi-er-dad-dad-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116245088595212311</id><published>2006-11-02T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T15:02:11.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i don't understand &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, what happened? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only Chi Chi knows what i'm talking about. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY IN A WEEK BABEH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116245088595212311?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116245088595212311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116245088595212311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116245088595212311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116245088595212311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-understand-you-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116239085717477514</id><published>2006-11-01T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:20:57.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that was totally stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi chi &amp; i finally decided to call Goofy. What? we were bored. xD Goofy's voice sounds very very low. weird. and his German accent? its just weird. LOL. finally! he's coming over with his brother (Nick) for a reunion. uggh. omg chi chi &amp; i started talking and asking shit questions. like: what's your fav channel? hey did you change your hairstyle? HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ehh i dont think you recognise me, i'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;Goofy: don't worry, i see alot of fat people in Tanglin.&lt;br /&gt;me&amp;chi: HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Goofy: WHAT! its true! especially that fat ass, Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ooohh i think she had a little crush on you the other time!&lt;br /&gt;Goofy: EWW.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yups. Good riddance. Hey, so is she the "it" girl or something in Tanglin?&lt;br /&gt;Goofy: Nope, she is kinda loner. Georgia has no friends, always see her alone!&lt;br /&gt;Me&amp;Chi: *laughs* that's what she deserves mann. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if Goofy is really coming la. OMG this sunday. w00ts. reunion, with ex neighbours! can't wait larh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ew, hold on, lemme get a barf bag.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116239085717477514?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116239085717477514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116239085717477514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116239085717477514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116239085717477514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/that-was-totally-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116231190561696731</id><published>2006-11-01T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T00:30:36.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;trick or treat, trick or treat,&lt;br /&gt;give me something good to eat,&lt;br /&gt;if you don't i don't care,&lt;br /&gt;i'll put red ants in your hair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh its Halloween and i always get reminded of my ex neighbours when i think of that song above. bleahh. every Halloween from 2002-2005 we would always have a trick or treating around the condominium... It was fun, dressing up in costumes and speaking funny language. oh man, i miss the sweets. i miss the scares. sighh. Chi chi ; Yang ; Fred ; Meera ; Jehanita ; Nicholas. blahh. Fred&amp;Nick moved away (brothers), Meera&amp;amp;Jehnanita (sisters) moved to Woodlands. Lord, i miss them like hell. Halloween just isn't normal. without them. Yang moved to China and wtf, she never goes online! i remember Yang always trying to sneak online at 12 midnight last time, and we would talk to each other about school stuff, songs, gossip, candy until 3 am :D well. i guess i treated her like a big sister. hahaha. i miss trick or treating :'( hahaha i remember 2004 Halloween we dressed up as the three witches (chi chi, yang &amp; i). wow, guess we were really a team. the three musketeers. XDD and Fred? stupid goofy guy, always making us laugh like hell when we're down. Meera? her artistic ways never fail to amuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey if you people suddenly find my blog and reads this, here's a message to you: I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU GUYS! THE SATURDAY NIGHT MOVIES, THE LATE NIGHT TALK, THE SLEEPOVERS (we ordered pizza and talked and played until late late!), THE HALLOWEEN TREATS, THE FUNNY JOKES (sour potato!), NIGHT SWIMS, ALL THE STUPID GAMES! hahahahah! nobody can replace you guys, you'll remain in my heart forever :D don't forget me okay? &lt;33 shoutouts now. (from eldest to youngest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yang:&lt;/b&gt; i miss you!! why did you have to go to China? WHY. you could have stayed on in Singapore to study!! The chinese here aint much difference from China... right? sigh. that time when you told the gang you were moving to China i was like: HAHAHAHAHAAHAH yang, so not funny. i never knew it was serious. hey i'll never forget the late night talks about stupid stuff. that nerdy guy you've been saying... HAHA give him the sours! D: LMAO. i've always treated you like a big sister and please please, somehow come back to Singapore for a SURPRISE visit okay? okay. &lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fred:&lt;/b&gt; yo. German dude. our gang's "Goofy". HAHA you can always make me laugh for no reason! well actually stupid reasons larh. i'll remember every inside joke you've cracked! LOL. forever remembering the "laughing trio" ! yo, and i'm dead sorry about that stupid club thing. -.- i feel totally bad now D: but i'm super touched, you still stuck with us after what happened. omg sigh what a good friend :D and omg, i remember we ordered our first pizza. i felt totally grown up :D. amazing. come back to the condo for another pizza dude!! hearts!&lt;3. ps i miss playing Bugdim or that Moose game. whatssit called again? ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chi Chi:&lt;/b&gt; OMGG!&lt;33 AHHHHHH! the person who's responsible for making me laugh until i get stomach cramps, and until i can't breathe!! OMGG. U RAWK MEIMEI :D yepp. the first time we met, it was kinda stupid la. i was falling off my "surfboard" and i was acting all mean to you D: LOL. and the cute little joke mistakes you made? "SOUR POTATO!", "i'm afraid of my dark house...." HAHAHAHAH. i don't want you t leave, i'll be all alone in the condominium. sniff. July might seem to be a loooong long way to go, but time past so fast! I DONT WANT YOU TO LEAVE MANN. :'( dont worry, you're good in adobe photoshop too, just gotta hang on okay? and i'll that stress shit your rents are giving... dont worry, i'll always be here okay? so take a break mann. (DONT GO RGS. GO SCGS :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meerabelle&amp;Jehanita:&lt;/b&gt; FRENCHIE! French Fry! WAHAHAHA! thanks for organising all the awesome Halloween parties, the unrealistic ideas of movies, the role playing of "witches". yeppps. i'll never forget you. so yeah. come back for a visit okays? yupps. I've treated you like a best friend but you know you gotta stop betraying us. scratching the "YCKA" thing off. what did we do to you? nothing right? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nicholas:&lt;/b&gt; you stupid perv &gt;D. gawd. all i have to say is that you always appear rough and stupid on the outside but seriously, you're nice in the inside. i was touched when i saw you trying to comfort Chi. haha anyway if you had provoked her, you'll earn a big slap on your face by Yang &amp;amp; I xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you may ignore the stuff i wrote above. i just... seriously miss them. anyway happy halloween. :D i watched PCK. oh haha it was damn funny. stupid la it was a "to be continued" episode. -.- blarhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACLYN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116231190561696731?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116231190561696731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116231190561696731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116231190561696731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116231190561696731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/11/trick-or-treat-trick-or-treat-give-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116218645737753845</id><published>2006-10-30T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:34:17.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1.How old do you wish you were?&lt;/b&gt; eh. 19. i'll be able to club, drink, (smoke legally but im against smoking.), and get a laptop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.Where were you when 9.11 happened?&lt;/b&gt; watching TV, i didnt know this 9.11 happened until like, recently -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;/b&gt; KICK THE DAMN THING! but tell myself it was just a few coins and i should chill :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.Do you count yourself kind?&lt;/b&gt; erms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.If you had to get a tattoo,where would it be?&lt;/b&gt; shrug. i dont like tatoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.If you could be fluent in any other language,what would it be?&lt;/b&gt; GERMAN or SPANISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.Do you know your neighbours? &lt;/b&gt;yeah, some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.What do you consider a vacation?&lt;/b&gt; not sure. when there's no school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;/b&gt; i read it for fun but i don't buhlieve in it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.Would you move for someone you love?&lt;/b&gt; what? move house? erm. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.Are you touchy feely?&lt;/b&gt; ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.Do you believe opposites attract?&lt;/b&gt; dunno depends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13.Dream job?&lt;/b&gt; erm. anything that i like and i can earn alot of $$$$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14.Favourite channels?&lt;/b&gt; MTV or Disney :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15.Favourite place to go on weekends?&lt;/b&gt; erm.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16.Showers or baths?&lt;/b&gt; showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17.Do you paint your nails?&lt;/b&gt; yes, always. the transparent nail polish which shines. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18.Do you trust people easily?&lt;/b&gt; not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.What are your phobias?&lt;/b&gt; erm. CLOWNS, DOLLS, SCARY GRAVEYARDS, FIRE (okay dont laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20.Do you want kids?&lt;/b&gt; buwh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21.Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;/b&gt; yupps. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22.Where would you rather be right now?&lt;/b&gt; in LALA land. i'm damn tired la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23.Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;/b&gt; shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24.Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;/b&gt; most of the time light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25.Are you paranoid?&lt;/b&gt; sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26.Are you impatient?&lt;/b&gt; i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27.Who can you relate to?&lt;/b&gt; some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28.How do you feel about inter-racial couples?&lt;/b&gt; nice colour combo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29.Have you been burned by love?&lt;/b&gt; NOPES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30.Whats your favourite pick-up line?&lt;/b&gt; dunno what's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31.Whats your main ring tone of your mobile?&lt;/b&gt; Uh. its on Vibration mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32.What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/b&gt; online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33.What did the last text of your cellphone say?&lt;/b&gt; forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34.Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;/b&gt; my bed, duh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35.What color shirt are you wearing? &lt;/b&gt;its black with white words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36.Most recent movie you watched?&lt;/b&gt; John Tucker Must Die. heh funny movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37.Name 3 things you have on you all the time&lt;/b&gt; glasses, clothes, nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38.What colour are your best sheets?&lt;/b&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39.How much cash do you have on your own now?&lt;/b&gt; $1. i spent $1 on Peach Tea. yaye me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40.What is your favourite part of the chicken?&lt;/b&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41.Whats your favourite town/city?&lt;/b&gt; not sure. England or Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42.I can't wait till....?&lt;/b&gt; my birthday? haha im lying la. my birthdays are always boring -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;43.What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;/b&gt; Laksa &amp;amp; Fried Rice. (no i dont each so much la. they were both super small portions -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44.Do you own A GUN?&lt;/b&gt; water gun yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45.What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;/b&gt; ehss. dunnos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46.Where do you think you'll be in 10 years?&lt;/b&gt; hmm. i'll be 22. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. Last thing you ate?&lt;/b&gt; Fried Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48.What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;/b&gt; i don't sing in the shower. actually i dont like singing at all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49.Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;/b&gt; ehh. forgot. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50.Worse injury you ever have?&lt;/b&gt; recently i fell down in my condominium carpark on my KNEES, STOMACH AND CHEST. i had a big bruise on my knee, a painful neck and a bruise on my hip or smth. oh oh my arms hurt like hell for 2 days. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;51.Whats your favourite candy?&lt;/b&gt; shrugg.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;52.What song do want to be played at your funeral? &lt;/b&gt;dunno. anything. OOO TECHNO. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;53.Five random people to do this: (not considering the people who I think have already been asked to do this quiz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone. seriously :D&lt;br /&gt;me got tagged by Jaclyn [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116218645737753845?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116218645737753845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116218645737753845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116218645737753845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116218645737753845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116218443968651596</id><published>2006-10-30T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:00:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something is freakingly wrong with blogger. couldnt post properly lehs. -.- anyway holidays! and i'm bored. bored. i just finished Jaclyn's birthday card. argh took so long to do it. stupid photoshop, the fonts were pissing me off. -.- bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG BIRTHDAY IN 10 DAYS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116218443968651596?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116218443968651596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116218443968651596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116218443968651596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116218443968651596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-is-freakingly-wrong-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116209166050039907</id><published>2006-10-29T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T23:15:27.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my sisters. yes, biological ones. LOL. i am super touched by my younger sister la, who actually stood up for me when my mom was pissing me off. woahh. i was expecting that girl to suck up to my mom and piss me off more. LOL. my mom was annoying me about my hair, how long and messy (MESSY MEH?) it was. sighh. i was seriously in a bad mood liao and my mom knew it. sigh. my lil sister then went: jiejie like long hair right? yea mummy, let jie keep her hair long la! then Krystal gave me those kinda smiles which just makes u wanna hug her. my mom immediately shut up. hahaha, didn't wanna argue with my younger sis and me :D hahahahah. i didnt wanna hug my younger sis cuz me and her had a lil fight before that. -.- but im soo touched la! :D heehee. my elder sister, Kris also. my mom was forcing me to learn microsoft powerpoint and that shit. my mom also said i MUST wake up at 8am everyday. hahahah. pissing me off la. my elder sister then said: eh kiona should self learn, that way can learn better. or smth like that. then we continued until my mom finally kept quiet. hahahahah! two against one! rawkk on. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha okay. the amazingly boring Saturday of Kiona :D woke up and almost died of boredom. FINALLY. CHI CHI calls and we decide to go petrol station :)). took my cam and began our journey to the petrol station! xD i was sooo damn broke. so i bought Pokka Peach Tea for $1. ahh it was super embarassing. sighh. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/CONDOMINIUMxD%20006.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/CONDOMINIUMxD%20006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yepps. "YCKF" it represents Yang, Chi chi, Kiona, Fred! carved by Kiona. yes, super nice right? LOL. how ego. ( chichi said it looked like the word "f*ck". -.-" ) hahahah. then ltr, i started carving more initials on the slide!! with my nails!! AHHH. LOL. anyways, at about 5, we said goodbye cuz i had to attend my younger sister's concert. her concert was fun, and i was singing along to When You Believe by Mariah Careyy. super nice song. from Prince Of Egypt yeah? :D:D haha. went to esplanade for dinner. mmm nice. there were about 9 people (my family) eating so we ordered quite alot. D: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/CONDOMINIUMxD%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;omg its alot la. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/CONDOMINIUMxD%20012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;couldnt finish it all. HAHA. the place next to it was playing some music!! could recognise she will be loved, wherever you will go, my immortal &amp;amp; karma. woahh. i was singing along to it . LOL.. uggh. my nails are long enough for a damn french manicure! I WANT ONE NOW. uggh. =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm done with this long post. buhbyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116209166050039907?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116209166050039907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116209166050039907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116209166050039907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116209166050039907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-my-sisters_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116192726116892865</id><published>2006-10-27T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:32:52.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i did the craziest thing ever. -.- right. i didnt know we had early dismissal la. ii came home but forgot to bring my keys. -.-" &amp; my maid was out buying some stuff... stupid la. sigh. i got so pissed off i went a little crazy. i ran to the swimming pool and jumped inside. heh, no self control/discipline D: ooo bad kiona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgg last day of sch wtf. well, no more waking up early. no more exams (for the time being). no more 1.6km! YAYE? yeah, yaye. -.- sighh. i'll miss my friends. sigh. a shoutout to:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ETHEL, SERENE, ALEXIS, TANYA, CELINE, ESTHER, FRANCES, YUXIAN, AMELIA, CAROLYN GOH, JEAN, DEBORAH! &lt;/span&gt;YOU GUYS ROCK :D love you&lt;333!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh, i'm extremely sorry if i left anyone out, my brain is not working properly right now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh the performances were weird. oh mann, choir... sigh, it was a disappointment man :( i cry for it. -.-" the first song was okay, and i found it nice :D but the second song, (jap song, Always With Me) was kinda ruined. sighh. at least i could still hear the tune la hehe. the third song. omgg. i couldnt hear a thing. the whole time i was going "bwuhh?" -.-" im evil :P yeah. so school's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's over.&lt;br /&gt;everything's over..&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116192726116892865?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116192726116892865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116192726116892865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116192726116892865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116192726116892865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-i-did-craziest-thing-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116183875273023986</id><published>2006-10-26T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:01:09.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-.-&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont understand my younger sisters' problem. uggh. i think she likes sucking up to the olders and making me embarassed of myself. pretty smart for a four year old. now Krystal enjoys coming into my room with my maid behind her. &amp; that stupid girl says : &lt;b&gt;KIONA (no she dosent call me "Jie") room so messy. messy room not nice right? my room not messy right&lt;/b&gt;. oh mann, just shut up. i like my messy room :D that's why i love my room so much. i dont understand why my parents naggg so much about my "messy room". sigh, when i leave my wallet or school badge around the house and forgot to bring it to my room, ms krystal goes: &lt;b&gt;OH! WHO'S THINGS ARE THESE. MESSY RIGHT.&lt;/b&gt;. bahhh -.- its annoying yet amusing. she's fun to poke and provoke when i'm really bored. i shall go poke my younger sis' later :D its funn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i'm so tired. and sad. school's ending. ): i feel sad. so school holidays i'm gonna be boreddd to death. or not. i dunno. -.- sch's been boring la. had some stupid internet safety talk. it was sooo CLICHE la. i spent the whole talk staring at the floor and scratching it with my nails. lame huh -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is completely lame and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i go poke my younger sis now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the lackeys &amp; the fools.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116183875273023986?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116183875273023986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116183875273023986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116183875273023986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116183875273023986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116158790561079244</id><published>2006-10-23T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T15:18:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee. school was freaking boring. and noisy. couldnt get a good sleep mann. me tired. last night kbox until 12 midnight + . O.o hehh, was fun, EXCEPT I CAN'T SING HIGH PITCH. -.- i wanna sleep. sleeep. yayee finally got my  [ pink ] new camera :D I love it mann &lt;33. ahh the battery still charging la, can't wait to use it. :o    stupidd truth and dare game. keep asking me stupid questions la. idiot. -.-" damn embarassing okay! ==' and the dares. HAHA esther so cute [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that missing piece to the puzzle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116158790561079244?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116158790561079244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116158790561079244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116158790561079244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116158790561079244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-dad-d-wheee.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116132837542577674</id><published>2006-10-20T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T15:12:55.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"discovering yourself" seminar. wheee. nice way to rephrase it. was amusing, but boring at once. the teachers kept telling us the same cliche stuff! AND we even watched the SAME vid like last year. O__O sigh. &lt;em&gt;things never change&lt;/em&gt;, dontcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor emily has fever. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET WELL SOON :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't care, i really don't. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at least i pretend not to.&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/22486099-116132837542577674?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116132837542577674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116132837542577674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116132837542577674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116132837542577674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/discovering-yourself-seminar.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116126783886871093</id><published>2006-10-19T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:23:58.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAYE! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGG. I LOVE MY MOM &amp; DAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad promised me he'd get me Photoshop CS2 after PSLE. AND OMG. HE REALLY KEPT TO HIS PROMISES!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH &lt;33333333 I LOVE HIM :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;mom said she would get me a digi cam after PSLE, but not for my birthday. gee i thought she was kidding... BUT OMG SHE WASNT LA. after dinner, dad, mom and i went Vivo City for fun, they dragged me to some shop and told me to look for my new cam :D YAYE! i made up my mind liaos, I FEEL SUPER HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird, just ytd i was complaining how little attention they were giving me O.o.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116126783886871093?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116126783886871093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116126783886871093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116126783886871093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116126783886871093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yaye-d.html' title='YAYE! :D'/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116116510225964427</id><published>2006-10-18T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:58:01.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;!niaga enoyna TSURT REVEN nac i desilaer i .MEHT ETAH I .evol i elpoep eht etah i .efil ym etah i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. randomness x] eh frances, dun get the wrong idea. i'm not copying you haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;death seems like a good option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116116510225964427?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116116510225964427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116116510225964427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116116510225964427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116116510225964427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/niaga-enoyna-tsurt-reven-nac-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116115241573131415</id><published>2006-10-18T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:20:15.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yaye! me &amp; frances are really insane. heehee we made two songs todae! one is about puffy my jellyfish, the other one is about serene's dog :D LOLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jellyfish song. ( in the tune of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star =D )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puffy is a jellyfish&lt;br /&gt;Who is pink and very blur&lt;br /&gt;living in a shelf above&lt;br /&gt;with her other jelly friends :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puffy is a jellyfish &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is pink and very blur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser's doggaye song. ( in the tune of Mary Had A Little Lamb )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;serene has a little dog&lt;br /&gt;whose eyes were black as coal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; every night when serene sleeps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;her dog is next to her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116115241573131415?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116115241573131415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116115241573131415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116115241573131415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116115241573131415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yaye-me-every-night-when-serene-sleeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116114532460176636</id><published>2006-10-18T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T12:22:04.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that was stupid. ahh. finally one day my maid didn't wake me up from my precious sleep. i woke up myself :D haha so i laid in bed thinking it was super early yeah. for once i felt proud of myself :D then i looked at time "10.45". OMGG. SO LATE. hahaha i jumped out of bed la o.O wheeee. at least i don't have eyerings today hehe :D i feel tired now x.X LOL. i don't know how i'm gonna wake up on Friday mann. bleahh. i think i'm gonna remove my nail polish todae. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you think i very happy issit.&lt;br /&gt;well, you are SO wrong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116114532460176636?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116114532460176636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116114532460176636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116114532460176636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116114532460176636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/that-was-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116105535039627339</id><published>2006-10-17T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:09:47.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't been posting for a while ehs. o.o heh. PSLE marking. yupps. "holiday" kinda boring. like cannot go out and blah. i'm so bored. blahh. BORED BORED BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEE. changed skin. red + black. nice combo ehs? xDD yupps. GO TAGG. just created new cbox, was getting tired of myflashbox. more colour variations heh. i'm sooo bored. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish granter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116105535039627339?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116105535039627339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116105535039627339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116105535039627339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116105535039627339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/havent-been-posting-for-while-ehs.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116075034222297365</id><published>2006-10-13T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T22:43:52.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i don't know why, i really don't know why, i feel so damn freaking strange around you. maybe it's cause we're too different. hahah i just realised that, i guess it was a little too late hmm? sigh, i really want to tell you we can't be best friends anymore, only normal classmates at the most. but i can't risk hurting you. so for the time being, i'll just pretend i'm still your good friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY 13TH&lt;/b&gt; :( unlucky day. very very unlucky. blahhh. the morning was fine, just did some packing bla bla. felt tired so took a short nap. and there's where the unluckiness began. i woke up cause MY YOUNGER SISTER was playing the comp [ some reader rabit thing ] and the sound effects were so effing loud la. uggh. i don't like people waking me up from my sleep. i managed to chase her off :D yaye. start the comp, msn. i don't know how, there's an effing cut on my lip. i don't know how it got there. but it hurts alott. STOOPID RIGHT? -.- sigh. my mom pestered me off the comp saying 'its BAD for my eyes'. please la, when i grow up i can do lasik lorr. sigh. fine, my mom scolded me and wheee bugged me to roller blade. i mean i'm okay with roller blading and all, but i wasn't in the mood to. guess what. after 30 mins, i got scolded by a stupidd security guard. why? cause i was roller blading. what fugging shit is that mann. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;security guard: eh excuse me, hold on. you are roller blading in the car park right?&lt;br /&gt;me: uhh yeah. (duh, this is the carpark. then what is it, swimming pool ah)&lt;br /&gt;security guard: well if you fall or have an accident, don't ever blame the security guard. we have warned you not to roller blade in the carpark.&lt;br /&gt;me: erm. okay. (since when did they freaking warn me?!)&lt;br /&gt;security guard: &lt;b&gt;what's your name and unit number?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. why did that irritating man ask my unit number and name? excuse me hor. i've lived in this condo for 12 years and i've roller bladed since i was 7. in the same carpark. don't you think i'll be familiar with the safety rules?? fine maybe i'm not wearing a helmet BUT I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF. anw, back to convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uhhh *tells unit number*. my name is uhh Ki- sheryi. ( i didnt wanna tell my real name, it was freaky enough. so i used my chinese name, except i changed it abit. -.-) .&lt;br /&gt;security guard: okay sheryi, you have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHIT IS THAT. i dunno but it made me so freaking irritated. then why didn't he warn me when i was roller blading with my other neighbours huh? he too scared issit, to talk to one gang of kids. stupid LAO AH PEI la he. freak. haha. SKIPPED DINNER and went to vivo city. omgg it was so crowded la. i tried looking for my bookstore but couldn't find it :( bla. in the end my mom, sister and I went to eat at some restaurant. -.- the food was okay. but i kinda cut my lip. (AGAIN) bahhh. i dunno why i'm so irritated at that lao ah pei freak. bahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH. MY LIP. ah shitt. painnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116075034222297365?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116075034222297365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116075034222297365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116075034222297365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116075034222297365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-know-why-i-really-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116063638365140026</id><published>2006-10-12T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:09:50.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh shit&lt;strong&gt; shit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms ang has resigned. shit. why? sigh. tanya said it was for our own good, after thinking about it, i had to agree. sigh. we didn't even get a chance to say &lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt; to her. then tanya tried begging ms cheong, me yeo &amp; ms xiang for ms ang's number. sigh. i didn't exactly want to join in cuz teachers are selfish people. x[ just kidding. but i know they won't tell. blah. &lt;em&gt;we didn't even get a chance to say goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiona has officially learned something about herself thru the life skills. haha. yes, she learned that she sucks in sewing.&lt;br /&gt;OUCH OKAY. the stupid needle kept poking me. so painful &gt;&lt;" it was like POKEE. then i half scream. then jean looks at me. and its so stupid. i hate sewing!. blahh. but i did manage to make a lil christmas sockk (: ahjhhsss. anyway this is a little late but good luck JACLYN, JEPHINE, NATALIE &amp;amp; ABBY for their EOYs. well heh. pray for good results! x] and nat, don't worry. you won't retain okay. i believe in you :D cheer up my friendd. yaye the french babes blog is finally UP xDD. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHHH. going science centre tmrww. BORING SIAH. haha i go pawn school with lex x] make up some shit excuse about being sick, then play play comp whole day! :D lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; oh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear, she's losing her friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh no, no one's there to help her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116063638365140026?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116063638365140026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116063638365140026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116063638365140026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116063638365140026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-shit-shit-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116048503697874716</id><published>2006-10-10T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:57:17.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGG I'M FREEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. ahhahaha after science met tanya and her friend, trisillia to do some mini shopping. x] trisillia was nice, and woah, first time taking MRT in like, 7 years or something. -.- woah.. it was really nice. the view and all. :D last time i was so, dumb -.- dont even know how to tap a card on that beep machine thingy (-.-"). yepps. so took neos and do some shopping. OMG I WENT TO SEMBAWANG MUSIC CLUB AND FOUND MY CASCADA CD! AHHHHH YAYEE :D i was super super happy. hahah i wanted that CD since a few months ago. :D LOL. okay la so tired dun wanna blog the rest. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116048503697874716?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116048503697874716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116048503697874716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116048503697874716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116048503697874716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/omgg-im-freeeeeee-so-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116037247627585770</id><published>2006-10-09T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:41:16.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheee [: at tanya's house with Trisillia. hahahah. FINALLY PSLE IS OVER :DD psle science. heh. was hard la. bleahh. -.- sure faill.. ughh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha going out with emily frances ada tanya tmrw. bahh. results in dunno how many days. anyway gtg bye :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i forgot to say i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116037247627585770?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116037247627585770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116037247627585770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116037247627585770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116037247627585770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/wheee-at-tanyas-house-with-trisillia.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116023730847767724</id><published>2006-10-08T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:08:28.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahah hey. i've been staying up late again to read fics ( cliche ones that BURN my eyes ) again. haha. I can't sleep. stupidd la. -.- anw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TANYA (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make a wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116023730847767724?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116023730847767724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116023730847767724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116023730847767724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116023730847767724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahahah-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116022875378636440</id><published>2006-10-07T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T21:45:53.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haixx. that picture makes me sad. haha it dosent mean anything... right? xD. ah okay good luck ppl for science. -shudder- stupiddd subject. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116022875378636440?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116022875378636440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116022875378636440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116022875378636440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116022875378636440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/haixx.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116011692013232487</id><published>2006-10-06T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T14:42:00.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. chinese was easier than i thought. actually, it was rather fun. XD the comprehension especially, it didnt require much thinking, just copy copy copy. ( waste my pen ink ). hahaha my answers were so long the markers will probably think i'm some long winded freak or something. haaa. i couldnt concentrate on section A cause i was er, kinda thinking about other things. -.- see la. so wasted... SIGH. -.- haix. tuesday gonna go out with tanya, ada, emily, frances. dunno if can or not. damnit. my father RIGHT ON THAT DAY got some senior management meeting or something. will last until the night. dunno if i can go la. damnit. why must his meeting be on tuesday? TUESDAY? bleahhhx. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway good luck higher chinese girls. hahahaha i'm so nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;going insane, literally.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i don't wanna change, i wanna go back to the way it used to be.&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/22486099-116011692013232487?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116011692013232487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116011692013232487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116011692013232487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116011692013232487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-116002294467314482</id><published>2006-10-05T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:04:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg la maths was so frikin hard. me gonna flunk T-T . i think i'm going normal stream. bleahh. science and chinese won't exactly pull my marks up. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't you know how hard it is? ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;holding on when you just feel like letting go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; giving up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-116002294467314482?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/116002294467314482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=116002294467314482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116002294467314482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/116002294467314482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/omg-la-maths-was-so-frikin-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115984701769442602</id><published>2006-10-03T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:43:38.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OHMYGAWD. PSLE IN ONE DAY. -.- HOLYYY. hahahah good luck people (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hide it with a smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;numb it with a pill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-115984701769442602?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115984701769442602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115984701769442602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115984701769442602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115984701769442602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ohmygawd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115967758663388134</id><published>2006-10-01T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T12:39:46.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love Wherever You Will Go (: the acoustic version is nice too. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. -.- PSLE coming. in 4 days? blahblah. Mommmy allows me to play comp :D uggh. super scared. Monday no school, thank God :D and i don't know why, but i'm addicted to spider soliatare. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhh. the A:TLA new epi (tale of Iroh) is so sad i was like, tearing. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know okay.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do now.&lt;br /&gt;so just leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-115967758663388134?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115967758663388134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115967758663388134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115967758663388134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115967758663388134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-wherever-you-will-go-acoustic.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115952693262446080</id><published>2006-09-29T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T12:41:06.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;who is that anon in Nat's blog? i might know who you are, but i can't be sure. It's rather shocking, but tanya also thinks it's her as well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made this skin myself =) i was in a bloody rush so it came out like crap. sigh -.- nothing is perfect in this world. Bahhh -.- WHO KNEW? LALA [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay today is the LAST children's day. took alotta pics and bla. daddy says i can only get my ( new and small ) digi cam after psle, and if i get good results. shit. :( so probably after this i'll do loads and loads of mugging [: we also took picture with the vice-principal, Mrs Ng :D Hahaha. ;D there was an anime movie as well. it was cute. [: the "steam bun" hahaha. &amp; I love Ethel Lim fen juan for lending me Nelly Furtado- Loose :D ( not les )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i took a RETARDED pic of myself in tanya's cam. ==' so i spent 30 mins begging her to delete it (i went on my knees a few times) but in the end, i took the camera myself and deleted it :D I'M SO SMART, RIGHT? =) yupyup. so egoo -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, the last children's day. &lt;br /&gt;sighh. ):&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the colourful clothes and candy floss. and the nice nice popcorn. i love popcorn. :( fraaalala. oh yeah thanks caz &amp; celine for cheering me up. (: lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;not giving up anyone's friendship&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;strong&gt; anyone's &lt;/strong&gt;sake.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-115952693262446080?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115952693262446080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115952693262446080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115952693262446080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115952693262446080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-is-that-anon-in-nats-blog-i-might.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115942937544737851</id><published>2006-09-28T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T15:48:20.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nice nice day [: chrys, celine, esther, fish, turkey, lex and i went to track to scream during recess. hahaha. i screamed alot. sigh. i was tearing. dunno why lol. chrys scream is LOUD I TELL YOU. scarraayyyeee o___O waha. wheeee. then a few seconds ltr, we lay on our backs on the track and talk talk talk. well actually chrys celine esther fish did most of the talking. i was sleeping/staring at the blue sky. haha. that feeling was good. i wanna go screaming again =) just a small group. i don't like big groups. LOL. haha pretty blue sky (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lie with me &amp;amp; forget the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-115942937544737851?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115942937544737851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115942937544737851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115942937544737851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115942937544737851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/nice-nice-day-chrys-celine-esther-fish.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115933908312951134</id><published>2006-09-27T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T14:54:49.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ETHEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D YOU rawk my friend!! Stay cool and funny xD Shall get you present after PSLE. what do you want? CD? :D LOL. i shall check your wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow PE i wanna scream. sigh. i hate my glasses. uggh. when i put them on, i feel super giddy. then my eyesight starts turning blur, then normal then half blur and half normal. -.- No, the lens are perfectly clean. uggh. It's my eyes that are going crazy i think. SIGH. i take off my glasses arh, very blur leh. sigh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; it wasn't intentional&lt;br /&gt;i didn't mean to hurt anyone&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/22486099-115933908312951134?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115933908312951134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115933908312951134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115933908312951134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115933908312951134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-ethel-d-you-rawk-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115926513479494278</id><published>2006-09-26T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:55:06.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloo [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psle in 8 days. wah lao. stress. sigh. yeah. Rents brought me out to eat haagan dazs again :D fwheee. and never order summer berries. they're quite sour D: caramel base is nice [: i love. The klass photo is up! 6se, do you want me to upload it? LOL. i look like a frikkin retard. my hair la. suppose to be only a few strands by the side of my face. but in klass photo, i look like (EWW) paul twohill. -.- no offence. :D LOL. rawrr. ying mei is weird. like in a maths test, i forgot to bring my damn ruler la, then i mouth to her i wanna borrow ruler. haiz. she say she dont wanna cheat. WTF? only asking for ruler leh. no choice go ask ada for ruler la. -.- diao. when ying mei finally saw i needed to borrow ruler, she started apologising. [: yayee. children's day is coming. sigh. my last children's day. -.-" i feel old ==' bleahx. and sad too ): SE still don't have klass teeshirt. -___-" dun care la, wear my own home clothes :D:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU SAID YOU'D RESPECT MY DECISION&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk, so &lt;strong&gt;ego.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd be respecting yourself. LOL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-115926513479494278?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115926513479494278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115926513479494278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115926513479494278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115926513479494278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/helloo-psle-in-8-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115909025195212010</id><published>2006-09-24T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T17:30:51.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought..&lt;br /&gt;omg my hair is out of place. OMG has my eyes became sing-eyelid overnight?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a word that rhymes with 'DOOR'?&lt;br /&gt;whore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite planet?&lt;br /&gt;SATURN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the fourth person on your missed call list?&lt;br /&gt;not suree... tanya? =='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favourite ringtone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Sky bluuee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shirt do you have on?&lt;br /&gt;this Pink flower tee from France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of brand of shoes you are wearing&lt;br /&gt;Not wearing any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright or dark room&lt;br /&gt;darkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about the person who took this quiz before you?&lt;br /&gt;dunno her xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're alone in a room with two beds, which bed would you sleep on&lt;br /&gt;huh o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;playing solitare -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your last text msg on you HP say?&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks ;D" by estherr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your letter box?&lt;br /&gt;at the lobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a word you say alot?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who told you she/he loved you alot?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;dunnoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;shrug o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current desktop wallpaper?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i made it myself, like photos of my best buddies ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;"WAKE UP" to my elder sis haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to pick one, which would it be? Having a million bucks or the ability to fly?&lt;br /&gt;FLYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;Hikari- Heat Guy J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the last person you spoke to was getting shot, would you jump in front of the bullet?&lt;br /&gt;ermm dunnoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could punch one person in the face, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing closest to your left foot?&lt;br /&gt;the smaller chair o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 24 people:&lt;br /&gt;1. Abby&lt;br /&gt;2. Natalie BOUVIER&lt;br /&gt;3. Serene&lt;br /&gt;4. Tanya&lt;br /&gt;5. Chi chi&lt;br /&gt;6. Yu Wenn&lt;br /&gt;7. Jalcyn&lt;br /&gt;8. Ethel&lt;br /&gt;9. Yu xian&lt;br /&gt;10. Amelia&lt;br /&gt;11. Jean&lt;br /&gt;12. Celine&lt;br /&gt;13. Esther.&lt;br /&gt;14. Chryselda.&lt;br /&gt;15. Yang!&lt;br /&gt;16. Ruth Lee&lt;br /&gt;17. Emily lew&lt;br /&gt;18. Ying Mei&lt;br /&gt;19. Carolyn Goh&lt;br /&gt;20. Meerabelle&lt;br /&gt;21. Kristin&lt;br /&gt;22. Fred&lt;br /&gt;23. Sarah H&lt;br /&gt;24. Natalie Yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is 9 single? &lt;br /&gt;-er don't think so -.-&lt;br /&gt;2.Would you date 20? &lt;br /&gt;-IM STRAIGHT -.-&lt;br /&gt;3.Is 17 a guy or girl? &lt;br /&gt;-girl. ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;4.Have 15 and 2 ever dated? &lt;br /&gt;-LOL they don't know each otherr&lt;br /&gt;5.Are you older/younger than 3? &lt;br /&gt;-Younger -.- by six months -.-&lt;br /&gt;6.Have you ever seen 7 naked? &lt;br /&gt;-NO.&lt;br /&gt;7.Where does 19 live? &lt;br /&gt;-Dunnoo.&lt;br /&gt;8.When was the last time you saw 12? &lt;br /&gt;-Friday.&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever watched a movie with 5?&lt;br /&gt;-Yup&lt;br /&gt;10.How tall is 23? &lt;br /&gt;-shorter than me! xP&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you love 16? &lt;br /&gt;-erm i treat her like a good friend. and im straight&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you go to the same school as 14? &lt;br /&gt;-yah&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever had classes with 11?&lt;br /&gt;-SHE'S IN MY CLASS. :D&lt;br /&gt;14.Where was 21 born? &lt;br /&gt;-Er singapore. yupps.&lt;br /&gt;15.Have you ever hugged 18? &lt;br /&gt;-Nup. she hugged me tho. lol.&lt;br /&gt;16.What's 8's middle name? &lt;br /&gt;-dosen't have one&lt;br /&gt;17.Is 13 a nice person?&lt;br /&gt;-guess so.&lt;br /&gt;18.Would you rather 1 die, or you?&lt;br /&gt;-neither. &lt;br /&gt;19. Is 4 older than you? &lt;br /&gt;-YAH ONE MONTH! lol!&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you kiss 24? &lt;br /&gt;-NO. &lt;br /&gt;21.Have you ever swum with 16? &lt;br /&gt;-Nupp&lt;br /&gt;22.When's 10's bday? &lt;br /&gt;-Dunno =='&lt;br /&gt;23.Have you ever been to a party with 19 or 17? &lt;br /&gt;-Erm no to 17. i went with Caz to gannie's sleepover :D&lt;br /&gt;24.Are 22 and 24 good friends?&lt;br /&gt;-NO. dont know each other&lt;br /&gt;25. Will 3 and 7 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;-haha, let me put it this way, theyre both girls, and theyre both straight&lt;br /&gt;26.Has 15 ever given you a bday prez?&lt;br /&gt;-YES! that nice nice purple nail polish &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;27. How long have you known 13? &lt;br /&gt;-shrug.&lt;br /&gt;28. If 5 and 19 were drowning, who would you save?&lt;br /&gt;-they can both swim. :D *wont choose*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-115909025195212010?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115909025195212010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115909025195212010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115909025195212010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115909025195212010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-you-looked-at-yourself-in-mirror.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115908841097426142</id><published>2006-09-24T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T17:00:10.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/kmninjamb0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/320/kmninjamb0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) finally Megz finished my ninja doll (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yaye! it's super cute. :D okae im bored - -" no one online... sigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-115908841097426142?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115908841097426142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115908841097426142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115908841097426142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115908841097426142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-megz-finished-my-ninja-doll.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115906998515330028</id><published>2006-09-24T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:30:14.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YYO PEOPLE. HAHA IM LIKE HYPER. MY INTERNET WAS DOWN FOR THE WEEKEND. THEN MY DAD CALLED THIS JOHNATHAN GUY AND HE FIXED IT. HAHA I LOVE THAT JOHNATHAN GUY :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao eh. the past few nights without internet was dead boring mann. ive been playing solitare like xiao. haha super lame game. but nothing better else to do haha. :D wahahaha. haha. PSLE IN... DUNNO HOW MANY DAYS. WAHHHHHHHH D: im still trying to figure out the stupid plant parts and how they reproduce and crap. &gt;&lt; STEWWPIIGG. wahaha. okay on friday, tanya showed me something funny, i fell on the floor laughing and my ankle has been hurting since. -.- LOL. LALA I HATE THIS GIRL. WHO THINKS SHE'S SUPER COOL. YUCKK. ACT-COOL FREAK. D:&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%;"&gt;FUCK ALL UNTRUE FRIENDS. you think i have a damn choice? i don't k.&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/22486099-115906998515330028?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115906998515330028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115906998515330028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115906998515330028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115906998515330028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/yyo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115884682827494546</id><published>2006-09-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:53:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UGGH. i got used to my new scheldule liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.30-3.00 play comp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.00-5.00 sleep/swim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.00-6.30 watch TV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.30- doodles on diary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.00-8.00- dinner &amp; tv&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.05-9.45 homeworkk &amp;amp; study&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah!!!!!! -.- sigh tonight i feel so stressed up i started ripping paper &amp; couldn't concentrate. sigh -.- then my mom tell mie to take break, allow me to play comp. SIGH. hmm. uggh. BLAH. -.- [: :( -.- the many moods of kiohna. HAHA my new baby cousin's name is &lt;strong&gt;BRANDON.&lt;/strong&gt; name is super nice right? :D LOL. okaee you won't understand. hahahaha. havent seen him yet. haha. just born ytd. (: fralala. and i feel pissed for no reason. -.- here my old scheldule-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.30-5.00 play comp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.00-8.00 watch TV &amp; dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.00- 9.00 HW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.10-10.30 COMPUTER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i damn slack. haha. I CAN'T FIND MY PSLE ENGLISH BOOK. SHIT. LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;those few precious hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is all i have &lt;strong&gt;left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how much? 120 minutes. sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22486099-115884682827494546?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115884682827494546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115884682827494546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115884682827494546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115884682827494546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/uggh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115873543792193074</id><published>2006-09-20T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:54:59.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-.- OKAY LA. 15 minutes a day. WAHHAHAHAHA. that's like. 1/12 my old computer time. LOL. sigh. celine gonna be home schooled until PSLE. well, she's coming back for supp klass only. that means she's gonna miss CHILDRENS' DAY. WTF. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i only said that to prevent you - us - from getting hurt ( again ). sigh, well. i hope you're prepared, cause' one of them is gonna do something super harsh and hurting. be prepared. i'm not sure if she really means the harsh things she said &amp; it's not my position to tell her to stop. i tried my best. maybe she still hasn't given you the letter yet? i hope not. i don't want you to get hurt. sigh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not worth your pain. sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if they hurt you, they hurt me too.&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/22486099-115873543792193074?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115873543792193074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115873543792193074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115873543792193074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115873543792193074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115865102327193665</id><published>2006-09-19T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:32:17.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIGH. okay watevs. i gave in to temptation. i couldn't resist. ==' i feel super bad. lalala. sigh. but other than the daily 15 minutes (O:), i've been studying hard. very hard. haha, i finally mastered &lt;strong&gt;speed.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm happy :D i used to suck in it. fwheee. PSLE IN LIKE, 2 WEEKS. AHHH. hmm. mrs z gave us long long lecture. -.- lol. must focus on studies. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jealousy sucks. major. -.-&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/22486099-115865102327193665?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115865102327193665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115865102327193665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115865102327193665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115865102327193665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22486099.post-115833524912611266</id><published>2006-09-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:47:29.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAYE! I AM HAPPY (: my first time winning. FWHEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/1600/YAYEE.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/2287/320/YAYEE.png" 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/22486099-115833524912611266?l=missingthosedays-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/feeds/115833524912611266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22486099&amp;postID=115833524912611266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115833524912611266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22486099/posts/default/115833524912611266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missingthosedays-.blogspot.com/2006/09/yaye-i-am-happy-my-first-time-winning.html' title=''/><author><name>Kioz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04539888827918593149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
