<?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-27403279</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:07:24.681-07:00</updated><category term='emo.'/><title type='text'>delicate thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-3413693128252948504</id><published>2007-05-28T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:16:00.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>say ok-vanessa hudgens,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still up with that song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll have my youtube thing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too bored for much words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5VvvVxuKko"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5VvvVxuKko" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say ok-vanessa hudgens, with zac efron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kt2Bb32zfXM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kt2Bb32zfXM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coin domino.&lt;br /&gt;Getting a single pound coin to stand on its side without falling is hard enough, but to get 10,000 of them set up as dominoes you'd have to be insane, really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-yB4unVkfJs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-yB4unVkfJs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pablo francisco. this is darn darn darn hilarious okay. you really HAVE to watch this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rXjBW-ma_o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rXjBW-ma_o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear this tangyuan advertisement is retarded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xXNoB3t8vM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xXNoB3t8vM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" &lt;br /&gt;height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the iphone. this is .. i dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i got enough of this crap.&lt;br /&gt;i think the next time i see a blender,&lt;br /&gt;i'll scream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-3413693128252948504?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3413693128252948504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=3413693128252948504' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;like around 5PM,&lt;br /&gt;with amelia,my retarded cousin&lt;br /&gt;i could be more retarded than her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met her,&lt;br /&gt;then we looked at movie times,&lt;br /&gt;decided on pirates at 6.15&lt;br /&gt;so we went and play house of the dead 2&lt;br /&gt;it was addictive&lt;br /&gt;so we played two rounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we watched pirates of the carribean, at world's end&lt;br /&gt;it was funny. and enjoyable i guess&lt;br /&gt;then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;the end,&lt;br /&gt;yo ho.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a blender's best friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-7451918785434780676?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7451918785434780676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 in the morning-Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;it's family day.&lt;br /&gt;wowies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was supposed to wake up at 6&lt;br /&gt;but i woke up at 6.30AM&lt;br /&gt;but no worries,&lt;br /&gt;i took a cab to school,&lt;br /&gt;along with fifty oranges and apples&lt;br /&gt;and that message in the bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached school,&lt;br /&gt;skived a little,&lt;br /&gt;then i threw the bottle in the canal,&lt;br /&gt;along with ariana,&lt;br /&gt;i so hope when i do that,&lt;br /&gt;it can take all my troubles away&lt;br /&gt;bring it along to sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the canteen,&lt;br /&gt;well and it pretty much started,&lt;br /&gt;me being such a klutz:D&lt;br /&gt;anyways i tended the fruit stall,&lt;br /&gt;helping out to make ice-blended fruits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we started out&lt;br /&gt;everyone wanted mango ice blended,gee&lt;br /&gt;then they had a change of mind&lt;br /&gt;and wanted fruit punch ice blended&lt;br /&gt;then later on apple,&lt;br /&gt;watermelon,&lt;br /&gt;orange,&lt;br /&gt;mixed berries&lt;br /&gt;and banana milkshake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worked overtime for an hour,&lt;br /&gt;with dilys and we blended so many stuffso's.&lt;br /&gt;i liked the fruit punch and berries ice blended&lt;br /&gt;the apple one too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that when making &lt;br /&gt;the apples, oranges and watermelon ice blended,&lt;br /&gt;we had to make the juice first&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then after working overtime,&lt;br /&gt;i went to jalan around&lt;br /&gt;with ariana&lt;br /&gt;nothing much interesting,actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought malt&lt;br /&gt;a stress ball thingy&lt;br /&gt;potato salad(this is DARN nice)&lt;br /&gt;cotton candy&lt;br /&gt;and stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;i donated a coupon to pravita,&lt;br /&gt;she was playing the guitar &lt;br /&gt;like a busker&lt;br /&gt;hey, busking's long over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a chat,&lt;br /&gt;jasmine and van&lt;br /&gt;van said,&lt;br /&gt;the bush's cock sibeh dua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was just the zip,&lt;br /&gt;yeah van?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, &lt;br /&gt;we went to clear up and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;so it was safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today,&lt;br /&gt;family day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i do know after posting,&lt;br /&gt;i tried to burn paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lighted a match&lt;br /&gt;the flame went to my fingers,&lt;br /&gt;like ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now,&lt;br /&gt;do you want berries ice blended?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-7055284569268272375?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7055284569268272375/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-2551014248560617149</id><published>2007-05-24T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T05:35:15.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything-michael buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like everything, &lt;br /&gt;its catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know,&lt;br /&gt;whats up &lt;br /&gt;with things around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost the whole level knows &lt;br /&gt;whats going on&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE HELL SPREADED IT?&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i have great wonders,&lt;br /&gt;on whether i should let him go&lt;br /&gt;to let her have him&lt;br /&gt;eitherway,&lt;br /&gt;i feel so guilty and sad myself,&lt;br /&gt;i'm holding her down&lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking my back just for him&lt;br /&gt;but shes all over him&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i should do&lt;br /&gt;when will my questions be answered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never understand life as it is&lt;br /&gt;ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-2551014248560617149?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2551014248560617149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=2551014248560617149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/2551014248560617149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/2551014248560617149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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me you know exactly what you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't pretend that you don't know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line&lt;br /&gt;You're every word&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a carousel&lt;br /&gt;You're a wishing well&lt;br /&gt;And you light me up&lt;br /&gt;When you ring my bell&lt;br /&gt;You're a mystery&lt;br /&gt;You're from outer space&lt;br /&gt;You're every minute of my every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe that I'm your man&lt;br /&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes our way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see it through&lt;br /&gt;And you know that's what our love can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line&lt;br /&gt;You're every word&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so la la la la&lt;br /&gt;So la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line&lt;br /&gt;You're every word&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're every song&lt;br /&gt;And I sing along&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So la la la la&lt;br /&gt;So la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like that song,&lt;br /&gt;its nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and CHUN THINKS PEE CAN BE THROWN OPENLY. WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-2648429876473150075?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2648429876473150075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=2648429876473150075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/2648429876473150075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/2648429876473150075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/05/everything-michael-buble-youre-falling.html' 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do.&lt;br /&gt;i do wonder bad why i'm such a coward&lt;br /&gt;gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was fun.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, leah,feimin,ariana,me, and trina went to parkway&lt;br /&gt;first went to roxy square to get the stick and alcohol for leah&lt;br /&gt;then went to parkway&lt;br /&gt;trina wanted Yoshinoya&lt;br /&gt;so we ate, and leah and i shared a beef bowl&lt;br /&gt;alrighty after that leah and feimin went off&lt;br /&gt;ariana trina and me went to Giant to check out supplies for family day,&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the library &lt;br /&gt;to use the &lt;strong&gt;facilities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to return a book&lt;br /&gt;I KNEW HE WAS AT THE LIB. &lt;br /&gt;BUT I DIDNT EXPECT TO SEE HIM RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;we went to the second level&lt;br /&gt;we took the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;then the whole lot of people were there,&lt;br /&gt;and HIM.&lt;br /&gt;i was cowardly, &lt;br /&gt;so i just went up without looking&lt;br /&gt;without any face,&lt;br /&gt;not meeting his eyes&lt;br /&gt;only to regret it later&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a coward&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a coward&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a coward&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a coward&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a coward&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUCH A COWARD!&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to forget that, shall i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to trina's house&lt;br /&gt;i stayed there long enough,&lt;br /&gt;and reached home late late super late.&lt;br /&gt;alright for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had choir&lt;br /&gt;and we learnt a new song&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll be on hiatus,&lt;br /&gt;the end for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-3650479375020817345?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3650479375020817345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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curves</title><content type='html'>4 in the morning - Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is not my week&lt;br /&gt;must be because of monday&lt;br /&gt;anyways this week&lt;br /&gt;yep it was a depressing week&lt;br /&gt;my phone got confiscated today&lt;br /&gt;i dont know when i'll get it back&lt;br /&gt;this month or not&lt;br /&gt;i wonder real bad&lt;br /&gt;now i've to do an essay&lt;br /&gt;on why we aren't allowed to use our phones in school&lt;br /&gt;alright i'll skip the dark side&lt;br /&gt;now on to the bright side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we went to watch Momo.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty boring&lt;br /&gt;but i could make it through the show surprisingly&lt;br /&gt;it was all about time&lt;br /&gt;i like the disco ball&lt;br /&gt;make me feel retro or something.&lt;br /&gt;there were two other schools&lt;br /&gt;one sec school, &lt;br /&gt;the other primary school.&lt;br /&gt;tanya asked the pri school boy&lt;br /&gt;what school it was&lt;br /&gt;the boy said "some school anyways i dont even like your school"&lt;br /&gt;did we even bloody ask you to like our school?&lt;br /&gt;after the show &lt;br /&gt;we went back to school &lt;br /&gt;and the dark side,yeah&lt;br /&gt;it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways after that&lt;br /&gt;went to tampines&lt;br /&gt;with fiona, jerlynn and tanya&lt;br /&gt;we took bus 10, i think&lt;br /&gt;and then we sat all the way there&lt;br /&gt;and then we ate macs&lt;br /&gt;they all ate upsized meals&lt;br /&gt;i wanted an upsize&lt;br /&gt;luckily the old lady didnt hear me rightly&lt;br /&gt;because they all didnt finish&lt;br /&gt;and complained they were too full&lt;br /&gt;muaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took neos. &lt;br /&gt;neos.&lt;br /&gt;neos.&lt;br /&gt;neos.&lt;br /&gt;wowers.&lt;br /&gt;so here i am&lt;br /&gt;posting them,&lt;br /&gt;tanya scanned them in&lt;br /&gt;and my teeth, &lt;br /&gt;yeah it's gaping&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna need braces soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright&lt;br /&gt;enough of my crap&lt;br /&gt;have a nice time&lt;br /&gt;fainting from too much shock&lt;br /&gt;after seeing my face on those &lt;br /&gt;pretty, pretty neos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDoXeMsuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yvJdYtcJdIk/s1600-h/love!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDoXeMsuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yvJdYtcJdIk/s320/love!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065498041659470562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDoneMsvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/VKkYuiuCDcg/s1600-h/stupidfishy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDoneMsvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/VKkYuiuCDcg/s320/stupidfishy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065498045954437874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDoneMswI/AAAAAAAAABA/I1DMWSqyfD4/s1600-h/laughingkcians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDoneMswI/AAAAAAAAABA/I1DMWSqyfD4/s320/laughingkcians.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065498045954437890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDo3eMsxI/AAAAAAAAABI/53Ih-_Hd4EY/s1600-h/rainbowyyy!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDo3eMsxI/AAAAAAAAABI/53Ih-_Hd4EY/s320/rainbowyyy!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065498050249405202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-6585883176689644489?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RkxDoXeMsuI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yvJdYtcJdIk/s72-c/love!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-2285177350888394982</id><published>2007-05-16T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T06:51:09.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can i please say&lt;br /&gt;out loud&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when you go&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay&lt;br /&gt;And maybe when you get back &lt;br /&gt;I'll be off to find another way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all this time that you still owe &lt;br /&gt;You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know&lt;br /&gt;So take your gloves and get out&lt;br /&gt;Better get out &lt;br /&gt;While you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go&lt;br /&gt;Would you even turn to say&lt;br /&gt;"I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;Like I did&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading&lt;br /&gt;So sick and tired of all the needless beating&lt;br /&gt;But baby when they knock you&lt;br /&gt;Down and out&lt;br /&gt;It's where you oughta stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all the blood that you still owe&lt;br /&gt;Another dollar's just another blow&lt;br /&gt;So fix your eyes and get up &lt;br /&gt;Better get up&lt;br /&gt;While you can&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whooa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go&lt;br /&gt;Would you even turn to say&lt;br /&gt;"I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;Like I did&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go&lt;br /&gt;Would you have the guts to say&lt;br /&gt;"I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;Like I loved you&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you &lt;br /&gt;Like I loved you&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;Like I loved you &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song kind of shows how i feel right now,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be weeping alone all night, &lt;br /&gt;silently,&lt;br /&gt;just because i dont love you any more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm such an emotional loser&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help it&lt;br /&gt;but to be sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-2285177350888394982?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2285177350888394982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=2285177350888394982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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boring&lt;br /&gt;i like her room&lt;br /&gt;its so sexy&lt;br /&gt;we got bored so we went to the SHOP&lt;br /&gt;to buy snacks to eat&lt;br /&gt;when we watched a show&lt;br /&gt;so we bought&lt;br /&gt;the Vegetable cracker thing and the. cheetos cheese twisty thingy&lt;br /&gt;and 7-up clear raspberry and Coke&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to leah's house&lt;br /&gt;and we watched&lt;br /&gt;Austin Powers, Gold Member&lt;br /&gt;it was darn hilarious&lt;br /&gt;then the show ended &lt;br /&gt;we talked&lt;br /&gt;then i checked out her nail polish&lt;br /&gt;its darn nice&lt;br /&gt;so later we started painting our nails&lt;br /&gt;and then leah painted my toe nails&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;then we went to the hanging bar thing&lt;br /&gt;and i climbed the bars&lt;br /&gt;and ariana say i like monkey or something.&lt;br /&gt;well then we went to the playground&lt;br /&gt;and me and ariana skipped like lil kiddos &lt;br /&gt;all the way there&lt;br /&gt;then we idled at the playground&lt;br /&gt;alot of foreigners there&lt;br /&gt;including toddlers&lt;br /&gt;they are sooooooooooooooo darn adorable!&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you're wondering&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;im typing like this&lt;br /&gt;its because&lt;br /&gt;i like pressing ENTER.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes leah&lt;br /&gt;i know my language&lt;br /&gt;S!U!C!K!S!&lt;br /&gt;yahoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-6052523446230489537?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6052523446230489537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=6052523446230489537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/6052523446230489537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/6052523446230489537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/05/yeyers.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-8282313470581500648</id><published>2007-05-14T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:43:46.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;i'm posting about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i really got a shock, by three things :&lt;br /&gt;1) NICHOLAS QUEK&lt;br /&gt;2) JULIAN PATRICK CHOWDHURIE&lt;br /&gt;3) a bee&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. yesterday was our last paper, maths paper 2. &lt;br /&gt;after the maths paper me and jasmine went to TM. &lt;br /&gt;then we took neo and walked and talked. &lt;br /&gt;went to century took neo again, then eat again&lt;br /&gt;then later suddenly that nicholas suddenly appear&lt;br /&gt;i kana shock&lt;br /&gt;i ran&lt;br /&gt;and jasmine grabbed me&lt;br /&gt;i become like what? LAMP POST.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly ah yee chun smsed me and said julian was at parkway&lt;br /&gt;then later jasmine went and call him&lt;br /&gt;all the crap sia&lt;br /&gt;anyways we went to parkway.&lt;br /&gt;sat on 31 for half an hour&lt;br /&gt;until our dariair were sore&lt;br /&gt;and i was too tired out&lt;br /&gt;to even care.&lt;br /&gt;we reached parkway, then later we walked towards the overhead bridge&lt;br /&gt;then we saw Najwa, Annabel, Janice, Xin Yi and then said hello&lt;br /&gt;then later..&lt;br /&gt;Najwa :"eh julian's atthe back you know."&lt;br /&gt;Me :" ..... "&lt;br /&gt;then later suddenly Julian appeared with Jon Wan&lt;br /&gt;then later i turned around to leave&lt;br /&gt;janice blocked me&lt;br /&gt;and then distracted me by asking me to hug her -_-&lt;br /&gt;then they all grabbed me&lt;br /&gt;and yelled my name "RACHALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!"&lt;br /&gt;i guess that was for Julian to hear&lt;br /&gt;anyways i ran for it&lt;br /&gt;but Jasmine grabbed me&lt;br /&gt;but then in the end we managed to escape &lt;br /&gt;i managed to escape seeing Julian( too tired to even want to see him)&lt;br /&gt;then we saw PATPAT i think and Axel? i dunno and i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;after getting shocked by Julian &lt;br /&gt;i got so sot and gong&lt;br /&gt;then later walk walk at parkway then nicholas say he coming parkway&lt;br /&gt;then saw him&lt;br /&gt;he keep asking where we going&lt;br /&gt;like stalking us&lt;br /&gt;or maybe the other way round&lt;br /&gt;then when we went to buy bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;somewhere or another &lt;br /&gt;he knew where we were&lt;br /&gt;CCTV; haha jasmine, haha. &lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking wrong again&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the library&lt;br /&gt;then nicholas say he coming also&lt;br /&gt;we drank our bubble tea at the playground&lt;br /&gt;where the bee &lt;br /&gt;buzzed at my arm&lt;br /&gt;and i got shocked even more&lt;br /&gt;and got more gong&lt;br /&gt;that i asked jasmine to slap me countless times&lt;br /&gt;then at the lib we listened to our music&lt;br /&gt;then stoned&lt;br /&gt;then nicholas came&lt;br /&gt;he sprayed alcohol intentionally for his ear&lt;br /&gt;at jasmine&lt;br /&gt;and pointed the finger &lt;br /&gt;everywhere&lt;br /&gt;"YOU WANT TO EAT?"&lt;br /&gt;then smack his LJ with someone's purse&lt;br /&gt;anyway he was fun to play with&lt;br /&gt;and i also studied&lt;br /&gt;i read&lt;br /&gt;some lame book&lt;br /&gt;and leah pierced her brpw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, i know i posted a pretty long one&lt;br /&gt;but its for keeps i guess&lt;br /&gt;i should really stop getting gong-ed&lt;br /&gt;and being nagged at for an hour&lt;br /&gt;have a pleasant day&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;okay forget it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-8282313470581500648?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8282313470581500648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=8282313470581500648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8282313470581500648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8282313470581500648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-1727894548510457601</id><published>2007-05-10T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T05:59:02.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Memory-sugarcult&lt;br /&gt;hello, exams are here and i feel like screaming damn loud. well for the past week i've been going to the lib after exams and staying for over five hours. feel like i chao school liddat. well it was so fascinating for this whole week! yesterday was the most fascinating, alot of drama mama action! got police come come. today was not so fascinating. but so funny. today me andjasmine go mini mart then buy drink and roller coaster then got two broadrick guys also go, one boy go buy ice pop not yet frozen yet then the uncle help to cut then the juice syrup fly everywhere then we all laugh then later on suddenly the other boy that never buy ice pop one suddenly come running from one direction then shout "FUCK YOU CHEEBAI!" then we all laugh then jasmine go hit the letterbox then later we going out soon then the whole broadrick gang suddenly walk pass then we all saw one police woman say "OI HURRY UP COME". then we still laughing then that boy that say the vulgars look at us like he wanna beat us up.then later on we go peek at the void deck where the police woman was walking to then we saw the police people talking to the gang, so scary lar. then later we walk go upstairs slack then blah blah.i've chinese oral tmr, boohoo.and yesterday and today we saw nicholas quek, he so humji la i wave at him he never see, HUMJI KIA! okay enough, byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-1727894548510457601?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1727894548510457601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=1727894548510457601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1727894548510457601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1727894548510457601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/05/memory-sugarcult-hello-exams-are-here.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-4575832433279976143</id><published>2007-05-03T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T03:50:00.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the carpal tunnel of love-fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;well..havent been able to post. laptop's at dad's office and my ye olde computer doesnt allow me to post on blogger. bloody. &lt;br /&gt; i went to jasmine's house today. lotsa fun and laughter like crazy. christina came along (: then first went to macs, had alot alot of people and gangs. then go to jasmine house then ok talk talk took pics and all that crap. then later on we went down and play play play then later yada yada yada then an INCIDENT happened which i wouldnt mention because its darn hilarious and i couldnt come out cuz i was laughing like a crazy retard. then blah then go home. ok. well jasmine's posting for me now. sooooooooooo, i've gotta bathe. so. byes! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-4575832433279976143?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4575832433279976143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=4575832433279976143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4575832433279976143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4575832433279976143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/05/carpal-tunnel-of-love-fall-out-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-4933911542499062635</id><published>2007-04-28T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T05:54:02.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Golden-Falloutboy.&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOVE THAT SONG. HAHA. LIKE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;i find it so funny that when i say "MRS LOH!" out loud, jasmine turns her head to look at me. HAHAHAHHAAHAHHAA. now THAT'S funny. &lt;br /&gt;i shall refer to my brother as Btay from now on. (:&lt;br /&gt;well today had tuition&lt;br /&gt;and i figured out ACSI people have to sell TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS worth of tix for their carnival; WTFTWFTWFTFW! ours only 15 bucks. WTF LA. TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuition went with btay. to eat KFC the whatever crap BBQ Meltz. taste damn funny la. ok. then later go home slack abit then go tuition at 3.30 because my btay wanted to finish earlier then during tuition got THAT VS person, he so damn annoying. then already 5.00 then teacher dont let btay go home then btay, that lame ass kept on writing on me and dunno doing what crap. but damn funny amanda and one RI boy and another dunno boy kept laughing. JUST BECAUSE HE WANT GO HOME DO WHAT? WATCH TV.I THINK. -_- SO STUPID LA. then btay he just went home and then i just continue doing until 5.30; which means i go earlier for NOTHING. -_-" but heck la then that crap amanda keep doing what? cam whoring with my phone. hahaha, damn funny one.&lt;br /&gt;then went to park the wayyyyyyyyy. then ate at SAKAEEEEE! then later i went and checked out the CD shop.i think it's GRAMOPHONE or something. dont have IOH. i went and cry. ok i did not. i saw Mika's Life in Cartoon Motion album and HIM's love metal album thing. damn nice, the covers, especially Mika's one. so colourful. ok then i went to watsons, ALONE. where i saw DDS and got a shock. okay then i left then i went HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY THEN BYEBYE. &lt;br /&gt;JASMINEY IS MRS LOH!&lt;br /&gt;MRSJASMINELOH.&lt;br /&gt;YEYERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-4933911542499062635?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4933911542499062635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=4933911542499062635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4933911542499062635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4933911542499062635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/golden-falloutboy.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-8602009162071480734</id><published>2007-04-22T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T07:10:19.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hum hallelujah.-fall out boy.&lt;br /&gt;"you were the dreamers, and we were the dream."&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;and feeling rreeaallyy irritated.&lt;br /&gt;blah i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;i want Infinity on High!&lt;br /&gt;anyone kind enough to give me for my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;okay fine&lt;br /&gt;i wont bore you&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-8602009162071480734?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8602009162071480734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=8602009162071480734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8602009162071480734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8602009162071480734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/hum-hallelujah.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-4806224519818790921</id><published>2007-04-21T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T19:12:02.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>over it- Katharine McPhee.&lt;br /&gt;owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like blogging but i have nothing to blog about lei. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ookayy. i just had a short circuit sia. lucky thing it's morning.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was tiringgggggg. &lt;br /&gt;had tuition class after tuition class.&lt;br /&gt;then they said must go chalet so i go lor. &lt;br /&gt;my cousin's twenty-first birthday.&lt;br /&gt;the chalet got alot of mosquitoes. -cues the calamine lotion song-&lt;br /&gt;and all my cousin's friends are so grown up(OBVIOUSLY)&lt;br /&gt;didnt find much fun to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;so me,bro and amelia walked around the chalet, everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;the rest was like more walking.&lt;br /&gt;and some kids were playing with a balloon.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly the balloon burst.&lt;br /&gt;then one boy said, "you stupid thats why the balloon burst!" to another boy.&lt;br /&gt;kids these days( wow i sound like i'm preaching or like i'm so old).&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhh i have another class again. dont feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;over it by katharine mcphee's a pretty nice song. catchy.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm listening to runaway love now. nice song too. its a sad video. ughh.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what to say. i cant imagine if your best friend gets shot, like omg. okay relax. okay. leaving for lunch before class.&lt;br /&gt;good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-4806224519818790921?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4806224519818790921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=4806224519818790921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4806224519818790921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4806224519818790921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/over-it-katharine-mcphee.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-8690291449049233645</id><published>2007-04-19T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T01:16:33.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;gee, my leg is hurt or something.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like somewhere else today&lt;br /&gt;my mind is somewhere else, gee.&lt;br /&gt;okay lala. damn boring lah.&lt;br /&gt;today school was boring&lt;br /&gt;recess even more boring&lt;br /&gt;after school more boring&lt;br /&gt;can die la.&lt;br /&gt;i'm numb, and i cant feel you next to me. you're smothering me, holding on so tight, afraid to lose control. i feel really weird around you because you suck. okay fine you dont. &lt;br /&gt;gee my mind's out of control.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in school physically but not mentally.&lt;br /&gt;GEE.&lt;br /&gt;MORE MORE! MORE!&lt;br /&gt;CHIPS MORE!&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting lamer by the second.&lt;br /&gt;hiatus for awhile. laptop not at home.&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-8690291449049233645?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8690291449049233645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=8690291449049233645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8690291449049233645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8690291449049233645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-3422270882578097596</id><published>2007-04-13T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T08:28:42.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like hi&lt;br /&gt;im so tired&lt;br /&gt;but i cant sleep&lt;br /&gt;theres something really wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it just confuses me&lt;br /&gt;for the rest it just sucks&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm going to bid farewell&lt;br /&gt;so run along now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-3422270882578097596?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3422270882578097596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=3422270882578097596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/3422270882578097596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/3422270882578097596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/like-hi-im-so-tired-but-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-4395894453867856277</id><published>2007-04-13T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T00:27:48.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEEP.</title><content type='html'>Girlfriend-Avril Lavigne.&lt;br /&gt;OH BEEPING BEEP BEEP!&lt;br /&gt;BEEPBEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!&lt;br /&gt;horrid news okay.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;s&gt;broke&lt;/s&gt;(just kidding) sprained my foot.&lt;br /&gt;BEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!(it goes on continuously)&lt;br /&gt;dammit okay.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know what happened. cuz i was walking with sab. then walk walk, i didnt see anything on the ground. but there was the drain metal cover thing, i didnt see it, tripped over it. didnt think much of it at first, so just sat at the benches with tanya,lizhen and rachelsam. OK they asked us to play catching then, i stood up and ran and it hurt alot. alot. alot. alot. like hell. like. OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. i couldnt walk easily. so bought ice and all that.so now i'm home. took taxi home. using mr karib's cash. like OWWWWWWW. and home with jasmine. PSST! jasmine,thanks for helping me! ;D&lt;br /&gt;//okay. goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-4395894453867856277?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4395894453867856277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=4395894453867856277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4395894453867856277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4395894453867856277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/beep.html' title='BEEP.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-5314941440565566374</id><published>2007-04-12T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T01:15:05.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>toe-weaving.</title><content type='html'>Where is your boy tonight-Fall out boy.&lt;br /&gt;wow. today full of nonsense day sia.&lt;br /&gt;and its j's birthday, happy birthday ya'll. &lt;br /&gt;uh lets see the day started off like any typical day la.&lt;br /&gt;then until english.&lt;br /&gt;"BRINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG" the bloody fire alarm rang. okay we like all gathered outside, yada yada, then we told like donkey years to go down and sit at the netball court. yada did rubbish at the netball court. it was so hot i could fry an egg on divya's head! but rachel's head not really lah, hers wasnt so hot cuz her hair is red/brown. lalala. okay then moved on to the hall and MORE yada. and yada and yada again. then we started on TOE WEAVING! fine ariana helped me so i got the hang of it and i did two. one was green,black and white. the teacher said look like RGS colours. the other i did was red,black and white. and i brought home the wool to complete more but i find it so HARD to knot the first part. like wtf. okay forget it. toe weaving is.. fun lah. quite fun. yeah. but your ass will be sore and your hands might ache. alot. &lt;br /&gt;ahh, kay byes. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-5314941440565566374?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5314941440565566374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=5314941440565566374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/5314941440565566374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/5314941440565566374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/toe-weaving.html' title='toe-weaving.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-7765633284914221076</id><published>2007-04-11T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T03:11:42.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for the memories-falloutboy.&lt;br /&gt;oh gee. i love that song.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like using the laptop and i'm eating while playing. yeyers.&lt;br /&gt;uh yadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. had science,math,recess,chinese etc&lt;br /&gt;for chinese we had bloody listening compre. then we continued oral. my turn was over so i colour colour and draw then me and jasmine laugh like keesiaos'. cuz that time J's socks, one high and one low and it was so hilarious so we were trying to imitate 'em.  laugh until stomachache sia. then was music. like crap. i sat on the anglog thingy! but didnt break okay and the chair was like so so so smelly i think it was _ _ _ _ _ _ that sat on it. and then rachel sat on the ROYAL SHUN LI CHAIR and that was why i sat on the anglog like HAHAHAHA. then IT. then we had test lah. i really messed up. i pressed ENTER, like HAHAHAHA i have to redo everything. but shit lah. okay fine eat then go home go school come back go jasmine's house sia so tired. i wonder, why is it so unbelievable that i'm in choir! AHHHHH! actually, my dad/parents asked me to join, so i just auditioned, then i got in. then ok lor. just join lah. it's ok lah. &lt;br /&gt;gee, i've been listening to the song for like. fifteen times or so. wtf. lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;i look at J's friendster, and i laugh my head off. and that doesnt mean J's ugly lah.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES. FALL OUT BOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you bend and break&lt;br /&gt;(It sends you to me without wait)&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer but let the good times roll&lt;br /&gt;In case God doesn't show&lt;br /&gt;(Let the good times roll, let the good times roll)&lt;br /&gt;And I want these words to make things right&lt;br /&gt;But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life&lt;br /&gt;"Who does he think he is?"&lt;br /&gt;If that's the worst you got&lt;br /&gt;Better put your fingers back to the keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories &lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;"He tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah, and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been looking forward to the future&lt;br /&gt;But my eyesight is going bad&lt;br /&gt;And this crystal ball &lt;br /&gt;It's always cloudy except for (except for)&lt;br /&gt;When you look into the past (look into the past)&lt;br /&gt;One night stand (one night stand off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories &lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;"He tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah, and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I only think in the form of crunching numbers&lt;br /&gt;In hotel rooms collecting page six lovers&lt;br /&gt;Get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes&lt;br /&gt;I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories &lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;"He tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah, and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time (One more night, one more time)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories &lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;"He tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that song&lt;3. just getting obsessed now; i want their album. INFINITY ON HIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. okay nutso. okay byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-7765633284914221076?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7765633284914221076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=7765633284914221076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7765633284914221076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7765633284914221076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/thanks-for-memories-falloutboy.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-294636066244289525</id><published>2007-04-09T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T04:26:09.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nutso's.</title><content type='html'>hi. today i had a sugar hyped day.&lt;br /&gt;like i received so much candies and chocolates &lt;br /&gt;yeah leah gave me some golden coloured eggs,a couple of Hershey's kisses,two chocolate creme thing thing that i pressed, HAHAHA and some gummy bears, and they are like. HUGE. like, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay after school yada went to parkway with jasmine and ariana&lt;br /&gt;and omg we saw the super tall ant like i stand next to him i feel like a dwarf.&lt;br /&gt;and yada more yada then go home yada saw lemon(curse you, sucka) and then i'm like right here typing this crap-ass. okays.&lt;br /&gt;lets count the times i saw E. GAHH!&lt;br /&gt;1) on the way to science&lt;br /&gt;2) back from science&lt;br /&gt;3) in the canteen while eating lunch.&lt;br /&gt;4) in parkway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH GAH GAH!&lt;br /&gt;i saw her four times today; like omg. this is damn funny okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fate must be playing a joke on me. when i try to avoid her, i end up meeting up with her more times than ever. i'll have you know i hate you. wait, that's obvious. alot of people hate you. it's as if you don't gossip yourself. you just go on and on and on, bitching and bitching, day after day, like you have no life. you bitch like there's no tomorrow. you look down on people, call them names. you're racist too. you're a liar and an immature bitch. you're scrawny, with bad posture. so what, at least i'm better than you. it's as if you're so pretty. as if you have damn good looks. okay i realised your friendship is not worth, so forget it. (this paragraph is NOT about E.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-294636066244289525?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/294636066244289525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=294636066244289525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/294636066244289525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/294636066244289525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/nutsos.html' title='nutso&apos;s.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-2974059112185606012</id><published>2007-04-07T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T07:15:46.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like,wtf.</title><content type='html'>like. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i offended any of you people on my last post, about the emo stuff.&lt;br /&gt;uh today i went out.&lt;br /&gt;went to class and yada&lt;br /&gt;and more yada&lt;br /&gt;teacher scolded us for like playing and stuff and not doing homework(notme) and after class more yada of waiting for a blasting half an hour for my brother and more yada matthew and jeanette also had to wait lah so we chatted a bit and stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;yada. okay fine went to parkway went to meet my mum and then after lunch i went and meet that jasmine to &lt;em&gt;jalan jalan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya walk here walk there then see cold storage then walk to giant then go timezone see see then see one familiar gang. that gang we always see outside school.&lt;br /&gt;made me cringe. and according to jasmine J was there and she made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;then we were seated at the entrance, like a reasonable distance away and jasmine had earlier on swiped her card on this rubbish jackpot game thing, which was faulty, then she was at the counter, calling for the attendant. then suddenly the whole gang came out and jasmine came running to the ached up me and yelled-" J! J! J!" and fine she HAD to go and run out and i had to follow. GAHHHHHHHHHHHH. like i'm having muscles ache and you go and grab me and run? like hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;then later went for another tuition and then finish then go home yada yada yada and goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;and today, i'm not going to care anymore. i'm going to bicker. yeah. i am. &lt;br /&gt;on my next post.&lt;br /&gt;now, run along&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-2974059112185606012?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2974059112185606012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=2974059112185606012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/2974059112185606012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/2974059112185606012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/likewtf.html' title='like,wtf.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-8815607684600330084</id><published>2007-04-04T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T03:40:49.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo.'/><title type='text'>say no to emo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RhN_HDQqjfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LNbLbjRhgMg/s1600-h/emo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RhN_HDQqjfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LNbLbjRhgMg/s320/emo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049519366323473906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY NO TO EMO.&lt;br /&gt;angst filled teenagers are slashing their wrists and fantasising about death. their parents must be proud. i got this off 8 days. by TOMMY WEE.&lt;br /&gt;I dont't know how long it's been going on, but apparently, these teenagers are cutting themselves and writing poetry about death because they claim they're 'emo' (teenage slang for emotional). a recent newspaper story featured a group of 12-year-old girls who made a morbid pact to slash themselves with pen knives. youth counsellors says it's a disturbing trend(NOT). say hi to the new GST-Generation Stupid Teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RhN_HDQqjgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7rOf4TUuWnU/s1600-h/emo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RhN_HDQqjgI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7rOf4TUuWnU/s320/emo3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049519366323473922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The thing is,these kids aren't abnormal. they're just not the offsprings of first cousins,you dig? they just don't sound normal. another report quoted an emo 17-year-old boy :"We're tortured souls, unable to face the world." Another teen said,"I will go mad if i don't have these forms of release [writing poems about death]."All these problems even before they're allowed to drink. They have cable and broadband. SO why do they sound like Anne Rice vampires?&lt;br /&gt;I think if i gave one of these drama teen-queens a Rubik's Cube and left him in a room,i'd come back an hour later to find a cold body and a suicide note that says "Life is so hard."&lt;br /&gt;Unconvinced that this self-destructive behavior was a trend, I investigated the story the only way i know how-by talking to 19-year-old girls. And it's true: They magnify every tiny 'setback' in their lives-like a chipped toenail, a 200g weight gain, or a t-shirt that got discoloured in the wash- to epic proportions. Self pity becomes a currency, and they find every excuse to 'die'. why are they so overly affected and dramatic?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's cool to be misunderstood. Cool that your parents look at you and weep because they can't relate. Secretly, these kids are all dying to be noticed. Hence the kohl eyeliner,too tight scruffy tees,skinny jeans and hair that makes you wonder if the person sits or stands while peeing. Nobody 'accidentally' looks like a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm not a fashion expert, but this 'stylish' combination of clothes, piercings, eyeliner and hair would amount to.. &lt;em&gt;a very weird looking thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's clear to me what this is all about: reverse psycholody. I imagine the subconscious emo argument goes something like this :"Since the world doesn't pay me attention, i'm going to look like a mental patient." Really miserable people don't care about society. They go through rubbish bins to bring trash home to hoard until the government officials come knocking.&lt;br /&gt;The less sexy truth is, 'emo' is nothing but a marketing tool used by savvy record labels to sell bands like My Chemical Romance and Death Cab for Cutie. 'Emo' is merely 'Goth-rock recycled for 2007.' I had Trent Reznor(Nine Inch Nails),Robert Smith(The Cure) and Marilyn Manson(self-professed Antichrist) in the '90s, but i never saw the need to act emotionally wounded or doomed by my own sensivity, mainly because around the time, Internet porn was a distraction.&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for these confused teens. This is what happens when nobody fusses about violent video games and teenage pregnancies anymore. You start mutilating yourself to be 'different'. I'm starting a new movement for smart,aloof kids everywhere who laugh at affected misery. We're calling ourselves 'ELMO'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro sia. by TOMMY WEE. not by me. i find this pretty true.&lt;br /&gt;post note : i'm sorry to offend anyone k. this is just for KNOWLEDGE. yeyers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-8815607684600330084?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8815607684600330084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=8815607684600330084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8815607684600330084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8815607684600330084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/say-no-to-emo.html' title='say no to emo.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RhN_HDQqjfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LNbLbjRhgMg/s72-c/emo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-6629992920634931638</id><published>2007-04-04T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:34:37.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>face down- the red jumpsuit apparatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANGELS AND MORTALS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. the angels and mortals game?&lt;br /&gt;it's getting out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;i think almost the whole class know who their angels are!&lt;br /&gt;like, omg.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's like asking each other and telling it out.&lt;br /&gt;this is srsly unfair i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i dont wanna change angels/mortals.&lt;br /&gt;i already draw stuff for my mortal lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;today we had chinese drama.&lt;br /&gt;and then everyone had to do something on stage. as in teacher put a chair on the stage and then we either pretend its a seat somewhere or its someone.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine i see charmaine is like so brave. she did it first. mine is SO LAME. OKAY. &lt;br /&gt;i did the money thing. as in i see a purse on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;then i say "谁的钱包？”&lt;br /&gt;okay, then i open up and look at the money. “那么多钱！我可以买那个新手机！”&lt;br /&gt;then i like sorta think and say “可是，我这样做，不是很自私吗？”&lt;br /&gt;okay great, i turned around then "see" someone then that person's purse is the one i holding. then okay fine give it back then run off the bloody stage.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. it was really hilarious can. then rachel say that have alot of "emotion" when i say the 自私 part. WAHAHA! rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall now relink people. byebye. please tell me if i have missed you out.byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-6629992920634931638?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6629992920634931638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=6629992920634931638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/6629992920634931638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/6629992920634931638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/face-down-red-jumpsuit-apparatus.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-1839431221057294059</id><published>2007-04-03T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T04:39:31.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIIIII&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;gah today damn retarded man&lt;br /&gt;today my group like 表演 and i swear it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;okay gladly me and jasmine were the narrators. &lt;br /&gt;well we got 7/10 which was not good enough. so we had to think of a new play.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine me and jasmine and celestine and kaitlyn and ah puii stayed back to think of a new story. GAH. okay fine we thought of a school thing thing thinggg. it goes a lil' something like this.&lt;br /&gt;ah puii-teacher&lt;br /&gt;the rest(me jasmine celestine and kaitlyn)-students. really bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;"同学们早安"&lt;br /&gt;"老师，早安。”&lt;br /&gt;"翻到第三十七页。-write on whiteboard-"&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn- "EH 老师你在写什么鬼！”&lt;br /&gt;teacher-“我在写你们的功课啦！”&lt;br /&gt;celestine-“你神经病啊！你已经给我们了！”&lt;br /&gt;jasmine-"TEACHER you give me so much work i so stress!"&lt;br /&gt;teacher-"因为你们的考试要来了!"&lt;br /&gt;me-“考试为什么那么重要！？它只是one piece of paper!”&lt;br /&gt;teacher-"神经病啊你!"&lt;br /&gt;-turn around continue writing while the students talk talk then suddenly someone scream.-&lt;br /&gt;-teacher turn around- "是谁喊的！？”&lt;br /&gt;-all the students point point point- &lt;br /&gt;-teacher continues writing-&lt;br /&gt;-kaitlyn pastes paper on teacher back-&lt;br /&gt;teacher very angry. "是谁推我？"&lt;br /&gt;-then scold scold scold bring all of us to see principal then only celestine and kaitlyn listen to principal. me and jamine never- &lt;br /&gt;-blah blah principal scold scold-&lt;br /&gt;-then go back to class say sorry to teacher lor.-&lt;br /&gt;then finish.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny, our practise. me and jasmine laughed like hell.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed so much i gagged. gagging is like crap. &lt;br /&gt;gah okay final practise then go tuition.&lt;br /&gt;tuition-blah blah blahblah- finish finish finish!&lt;br /&gt;took bus home. muscles hurt. i wonder why. &lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for my retarded retarded story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-1839431221057294059?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1839431221057294059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=1839431221057294059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1839431221057294059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1839431221057294059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/04/hiiiii-i-just-came-back-from-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-1096210039002266231</id><published>2007-03-31T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T05:19:39.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not a racist</title><content type='html'>not a racist.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why you say that i'm a racist&lt;br /&gt;when i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;btw, i friend gayathri and divya AND tanaz.&lt;br /&gt;i always treat them as friend&lt;br /&gt;"regardless of race,language or religion". &lt;br /&gt;let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;i cringe when mrs loy tell us about racism in america.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like to call people black. but i use terms from others.&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;do you know i hate being accused? &lt;br /&gt;feel like scolding someone k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-1096210039002266231?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1096210039002266231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=1096210039002266231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1096210039002266231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1096210039002266231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-racist.html' title='not a racist'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-1204118006466579487</id><published>2007-03-31T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T04:53:12.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYHEY!&lt;br /&gt;okay.  i shall post. :D&lt;br /&gt;30TH MARCHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;okay i went to jasmine's house.&lt;br /&gt;we took two buses there right.&lt;br /&gt;really hilarious and we kept laughing somehow because of this boy "water bottle boy" and one SPS "fat" guy with a funny face on the road. that was the first bus and the second bus right, both of us sat at the back then in front of us there was the twin seats right. then it was tilted to the side and one elderly malay couple was sitting on it. well someone has to lose some weight.. and suddenly i noticed water spilling and then most likely its the lady's bottle and then jasmine thought it was the lady peeing HAHAHA so funny.&lt;br /&gt;then okay we went to macs. and it was freaky. we were sitting on this table near a gang. all girls lah. then jasmine was helping me order. and then i was like sitting there observing people. guess it. the gang was a neighbourhood school and one malay girl, she pierced her lip area lah. then i saw her reach into her friend's breast(see i'm not afraid to say it) pocket and take out a lighter. then she lighted the STUD she was holding, then immediately put on the hole. iwasfreakedman. okay forget it the rest of the day it was hilarious. and dumb. okay,bye.&lt;br /&gt;31 MARCHH&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.-SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;maths was seemingly funny. &lt;br /&gt;almost the whole class(not including me) didn't do homework(i did lor.) and ryan, this boy gave a funny excuse. he said "'CHER! yesterday hor, i went to the bakery shop then they kana rob so they also rob me take my homework" HAAHAHA so hilarious. okay then i went to take the bus wanting to go lib but.. fine wont elaborate lor. my legs still hurt. okay fine play play talk talk practise practise elaina open leg so big some more wearing skirt and then she took my shoe she make me chase after her and then she go and throw my shoe in the dustbin. annoying la can./&lt;br /&gt;okay fine the rest of the day was kind of boring and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;and goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-1204118006466579487?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1204118006466579487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=1204118006466579487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1204118006466579487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1204118006466579487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/heyhey-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-3027849986892330353</id><published>2007-03-28T03:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T03:16:41.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;today went to the library and me and jasmine uh. ordered chicken chunks. again.&lt;br /&gt;and italian cooler. gah. it was ok ok lah. charlotte,vanessa and cricket came along too! ah. me and jasmine went off to her house since it was too boring as her DEAR not coming(AW JASMINE MY HEART BLEEDS FOR YOU)&lt;br /&gt;gah okay we played for awhile and justin is simply nutso(mindyou he's four.) and went down and up. &lt;br /&gt;we were caught in a fit of giggles! haha!&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm happy and jubilant and delighted.&lt;br /&gt;NO CHOIR THIS WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;for BMW choir anyways!&lt;br /&gt;loves! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- HAVE A SPECIAL MESSAGE! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JASMINE LOVES JEROME&lt;br /&gt;JEROME LOVES JASMINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D am i great or what?&lt;br /&gt;OKAY FINE I'M NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-3027849986892330353?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-7597741051789615722</id><published>2007-03-27T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T05:15:49.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gahh!</title><content type='html'>been reading THE ADRIAN MOLE DIARIES.&lt;br /&gt;bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;still sticky. haven't bathed. too lazy. still want to idle.&lt;br /&gt;GAHH. &lt;br /&gt;today was a srsly depressing day. &lt;br /&gt;i blame it on J&lt;br /&gt;i saw J's big head and dead teeny eyes OMG LAH.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine fine. &lt;br /&gt;i looked at J for a minute. then okay walk away.&lt;br /&gt;then later i had to rush out my homework during recess.&lt;br /&gt;me and sabrina try to start on our english compre and she somewhat decided to SIT IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE TO DO IT?! keesiao.&lt;br /&gt;then fine, we gave up halfway. but i managed to complete it :D WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then fine, geog was really really really boring but for the last 15 minutes Ms Sheku decided to leave the class so our class had a few moments of fun. like GAYATHRI AND FADZLYNN TOOK OUT THEIR HANDPHONE? and natalia and hazel and alicia and leah threw stuff AROUND AND THROW CATCH THROW LIKE SIAO LAH. and obviously i get some fun right? i threw the rubbish around. mind you we threw highlighters/markers/erasers. and GAH i think the highlighter lost its cover. &lt;br /&gt;then fine after that me,jasmine and kaitlyn went to the library. we had to discuss the bloody chinese drama. gah. fine.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to do something lame. GAH DONT ASK K. ITS SO LAME.&lt;br /&gt;anyways before we went home we dropped by the "young adults" level. saw cheryl and melinda. kay, cheryl went home and as you know, the M level(young adults level) HAS A REALLY REALLY BIG WINDOW. and then guess what we saw a taxi pass by and "white people" got out of it. OMG LAHHHH! anyways me and jasmine saw J. and we laughed like shit and hid behind the pillar. GAH. &lt;br /&gt;fine, left library to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;gah tuition almost killed me. it was QUITE boring.&lt;br /&gt;went home. gah. too exhausted. napped for like, what? 15 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;then went down. eat. another depressing thing-horrid food.&lt;br /&gt;GAH. fine i ate like 1/4 of it. ew lah.&lt;br /&gt;see? what a depressing day i had.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure i'm going to have a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's cuz i cant get the vision of a big head and dead eyes from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking the beejezus out of me lah. &lt;br /&gt;jasmine, wait for my report of my nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;my boat is sinking now. GAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-7597741051789615722?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7597741051789615722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=7597741051789615722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7597741051789615722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7597741051789615722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/gahh_27.html' title='gahh!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-4906029062507902898</id><published>2007-03-25T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T02:35:20.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAHH.</title><content type='html'>HEY HO.&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from marina square.&lt;br /&gt;kay.&lt;br /&gt;i watched Mr Bean's Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;kay.&lt;br /&gt;review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RgZA8Gqlz5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/leHpOLmjexs/s1600-h/MRBEAN!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RgZA8Gqlz5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/leHpOLmjexs/s320/MRBEAN!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045791833840799634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his latest misadventure, Mr. Bean (Rowan Atkinson)--goes on holiday to the French Riviera and becomes ensnared in a European adventure of cinematic proportions. But his trip doesn't go as smoothly as he had hoped when the bumbling Bean falls face first into a series misfortunes. Wrongly thought to be both kidnapper and acclaimed filmmaker, he has some serious explaining to do after wreaking havoc across the French countryside and arriving at his vacation spot with a Romanian filmmaker's precocious son and an aspiring actress in tow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyy. i rate it like about seven stars out of ten. gah. someparts were totally hilarious. at there was this OLD LADY she was like laughing damn hilariously. really amusing.hahahaa. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;got to search on the mooncake thing further.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-4906029062507902898?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4906029062507902898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=4906029062507902898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4906029062507902898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4906029062507902898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/gahh.html' title='GAHH.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RgZA8Gqlz5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/leHpOLmjexs/s72-c/MRBEAN!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-4146503360195642891</id><published>2007-03-23T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:39:52.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;holidays have been long over.&lt;br /&gt;done my projects(MOST OF IT)&lt;br /&gt;and this week was BMW. book and music week. its on renaissance. pretty fun. for the first day we had ABSOLUTELY POSITIVELY UTTERLY no lessons! but mrs guna the tuna rearranged ALL of our seats, which made me kind of pissed. anyways now i'm sitting in the third row from the back, next to natalia, infront of trina and ariana and behind cheryl and seraphine.was kind of "freaked" because i had a choir performance coming up, on friday.&lt;br /&gt;and obviously right, i had to stand at the first row. in front of all the blinking lights and girls looking at me with wide eyes! i was standing.next to jerline(sorry i dont know how to spell) and to anne too. behind me was gloria and phoebe and who knows who else. THE FRICKING MICROPHONE WAS DIRECTLY ABOVE ME. WTF?when the curtain was opened, my heart literally jumped in my mouth!then my hands were like. ALL NUMB. but the piano played, so i just focussed on MS TEO who was the conductor. okay. we sang two songs. "the junior choir will now perform two songs for us! hold on to your dreams and the twist of the tongue. please give them a round of applause." then everyone cheered. quite loud. then okay, sang. then after hold on to your dreams, i saw jasmine. OMG. she was like. LAUGHING. youknow, her laughter seems kind of INFECTIOUS. so i also laughed. fortunately could stop laughing(tried to stop DESPERATELY) and then sang the twist of the tongue. luckily it was like a HAPPY song and we were supposed to be smiling. okay then when she finished i looked at jasmine again. AND DANG SHE MADE ME LAUGH UNTIL THE CURTAIN CLOSED? HAHAHAHA.okay so that was the end of our drastically retarded choir performance with clare ee and crystal chew standing in the wings trying to make us smile but i just looked at ms teo.so i didnt smile. i LAUGHED. god damn it?! haha!well now i'm in the CC. EUNOS CC! dictating this to jasmine so she can help me type on blogger.( MY BLOGGER IS SO LAGGY) and its hilarious. haha!&lt;br /&gt;well, got to go soon for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!okay thats the end of my drastically positively utterly absolutely superdupery very very long post. okay fine, quite long.:D  goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-4146503360195642891?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4146503360195642891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=4146503360195642891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4146503360195642891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4146503360195642891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-7744017650674437501</id><published>2007-03-10T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T02:27:47.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ride For You-Danity Kane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, hello.&lt;br /&gt;today had parent-teacher meeting.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, okay snores. wont really elaborate, k. &lt;br /&gt;i dont want to sit in front! it makes me feel super short and small..&lt;br /&gt;okay, after that jasmine CALLED me to ask me to go to Popular with her. &lt;br /&gt;so, well, asked my parents and they said OK.&lt;br /&gt;so i went. ahh. really retarded.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i go out with jasmine we end up bursting into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;we just really retarded.&lt;br /&gt;me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;anyways she had $30 Popular Vouchers to spend. &lt;br /&gt;LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE NONSENSE SHE SPENT ON. HAHHHA!&lt;br /&gt;1) this heart shaped scotch decorative tape with 2 free heart-shaped writing pads(post-it notes)&lt;br /&gt;2)i dunno how many pens. like about. 5? &lt;br /&gt;3)one pencil.&lt;br /&gt;4)lead.&lt;br /&gt;5)5 markers and + one that she bought for me(BTW THANKS JASMINEEEEEEEE!)&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how much more nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. my brother is singing "When the Saints Go Marching In" but he changed the stupid lyrics to :"MY TURN TO PLAY PLAY PLAY!!"&lt;br /&gt;ah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think i'm on hiatus for this march holidays.&lt;br /&gt;3 MAJOR PROJECTS + CHOIR.&lt;br /&gt;stress hor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-7744017650674437501?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7744017650674437501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=7744017650674437501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7744017650674437501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7744017650674437501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/ride-for-you-danity-kane.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-5206583588424721546</id><published>2007-03-08T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:22:17.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>delicate thoughts.</title><content type='html'>HELLLOOOO&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;im just at christina's house.&lt;br /&gt;uhm doing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;okay playing.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DF; PUSH YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-5206583588424721546?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5206583588424721546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=5206583588424721546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/5206583588424721546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/5206583588424721546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/delicate-thoughts.html' title='delicate thoughts.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-661444119466780701</id><published>2007-03-08T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T01:49:57.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm.. -stabs self.- dead. ;D</title><content type='html'>im traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask why cuz its EMBARRASSINGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;ahh!&lt;br /&gt;i just ended CHOIR!&lt;br /&gt;BMW is coming up and we still havent started on the blastin' costume. but it might be pretty easy though!&lt;br /&gt;we still have to do the lit project but sabrina is going away for the march holidays to BARCELONA and we're in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;-screams in horror.-&lt;br /&gt;i'm going home with jasmine tomorrow i dont care. &lt;br /&gt;i'm going home with her.&lt;br /&gt;never alone.&lt;br /&gt;ever.&lt;br /&gt;ever.&lt;br /&gt;too afraid to be going home alone.&lt;br /&gt;but might work if i walk facing the ground, might NOT work as i might hit a pole. or someone. or something. that would be worth screaming about. yes it would be.&lt;br /&gt;never ask me why i am so afraid, or so traumatised. but some people know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my aunty's yelling at me now.&lt;br /&gt;byes! eating. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAID BYE. :D&lt;br /&gt;i am so ever kind. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-661444119466780701?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/661444119466780701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=661444119466780701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/661444119466780701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/661444119466780701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-stabs-self-dead-d.html' title='i&apos;m.. -stabs self.- dead. ;D'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-3698359740482591934</id><published>2007-03-05T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T03:57:05.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>YAY! yesterday i watched a movie at Marina Square&lt;3 with my parents and brother. The Pursuit of Happyness. oh well. the movie like started at 3.10 so we like walked around for awhile. then i think on the 1st level there was this like. ARMY FAIR or something, then i saw this band play. hmm the song was good but i didnt catch the name of the band! wow it was SO amazing, like wahaha. the drummer looked like adult version of my friend! actually i just noticed the drummer. whenever i watch bands i notice the drummers.! ;DDD yey i know i'm weird. &lt;br /&gt;YAY! movie review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RewDg4wHehI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_lP5nvSQVSU/s1600-h/thepursuitofhappyness_releaseposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RewDg4wHehI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_lP5nvSQVSU/s320/thepursuitofhappyness_releaseposter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038405946645641746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Gardner is a bright and talented, but marginally employed salesman. Struggling to make ends meet, Gardner finds himself and his five-year-old son evicted from their San Francisco apartment with nowhere to go. When Gardner lands an internship at a prestigious stock brokerage firm, he and his son endure many hardships, including living in shelters, in pursuit of his dream of a better life for the two of them. &lt;br /&gt;the movie is like quite nice. touching la. anyways the little boy is Will Smith's son! nice show. 4 stars. YAY! &lt;br /&gt;"dont let someone else tell you you cant do it."&lt;br /&gt;"some people cant do something, they want to tell you, you cant do it."&lt;br /&gt;"you want something, go get it."&lt;br /&gt;"you have a dream, go protect it."&lt;br /&gt;pretty inspiring movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-3698359740482591934?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3698359740482591934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=3698359740482591934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/3698359740482591934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/3698359740482591934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xzj06JHaGBg/RewDg4wHehI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_lP5nvSQVSU/s72-c/thepursuitofhappyness_releaseposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-4448086912346059357</id><published>2007-03-02T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T20:58:52.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGGGGG.</title><content type='html'>omg. just came back from NT tuition. maths. oh well.. my previous teacher, i dont know what happened to her. and then there was this REPLACEMENT teacher. shes so weird. when she teaches she adds in some CHINESE quotes. the way she elaborates the methods is just.. plain weird. ooo. okay i hope i dont get her next week! i want my previous teacher!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;okay cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-4448086912346059357?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4448086912346059357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=4448086912346059357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4448086912346059357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4448086912346059357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/omggggg.html' title='OMGGGGG.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-1651840853722756435</id><published>2007-03-02T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T02:53:46.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh wow!</title><content type='html'>oh wow! i'm starting to have ALOT of projects. kinda. i have literature and the BMW one,and i think there are still more to come. hmm,im now using the laptop as my normal computer CANT log into blogger. ah! oh well. im watching pop inc chart now! haha. its so nice. well its "Wait a Minute" by PCD. they aren't the queens anymore. they're number two! haha. well yesterday i was scanning VEOH for "SEPET", which was a like, film by YASMIN AHMAD about a Chinese Boy and a Malay Girl. oo. anyways then i found "Girlfriend" by Avril! it's in her "The Best Damn Thing" album. its like. quite okay, but the video is so nice. wells, i saw this SUPER COOL SOCCER CHAIN video. will post for my youtube programme thingy thingy. anyways the song is so nice. "Original Prankster" by The Offsprings. wow, the video is damn nice. i'm waiting for the number one MV on Pop Inc. haha. yey! "Don't Forget to Remember Me" by Carrie Underwood. its a pretty nice song for a country song. lke. hmm. "Welcome Home(You)" by brian faddell or something, its a Christian country song and its so nice.  well, gtg. byes!&lt;br /&gt;dont forget to remember me. ;D&lt;br /&gt;RACHALL THE SPEEDY ASS! &lt;br /&gt;musically retarded post. :D&lt;br /&gt;OH, wish everyone good luck for their CAs' and the results nia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-1651840853722756435?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1651840853722756435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=1651840853722756435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1651840853722756435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1651840853722756435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-wow.html' title='oh wow!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-1940525116490316300</id><published>2007-02-28T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:19:48.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEY!</title><content type='html'>yey. im happy. okay. CAS' are sooooooooo over. im just so jubilant. and happy. i have an A1 for literature.. my first ever A1. ahaha. just happy. jubilant. delighted. jumping for joy! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. wells. choir is like. weird.&lt;br /&gt;ms teo is teaching us a new song, for the Choir B. choir B refers to people that are like, not in SYF. im in choir B as i told mr liew i didnt want to be in SYF. but some say its fun. LOL. anyways ms teo's "lesson" is pretty boring but not as serious, thank god. also lesser people which means i can like. concentrate better. okay i've got to go for choir now. bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for my CA results! going to be released like. next next week. &lt;br /&gt;ye. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-1940525116490316300?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1940525116490316300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=1940525116490316300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1940525116490316300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1940525116490316300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/yey.html' title='YEY!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-8788153552523505185</id><published>2007-02-23T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T23:44:53.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. okay, its the exam period but nevertheless mrs guna put me, sabrina, rachel sam and divya in a Project Runway thingy thingy to design a costume. for BMW(bookandmusicweek.)okay wow. i gtg. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-8788153552523505185?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8788153552523505185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=8788153552523505185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8788153552523505185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/8788153552523505185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-998355906361487797</id><published>2007-02-17T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T08:17:17.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reunion dinner.</title><content type='html'>WTH. I'VE GOT A BRASS KNUCKLE HANGING ON MY NECK AND MY CHAIN. I LOVE THAT GOOD CHARLOTTE SONG; KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY GIRL. &lt;br /&gt;wow it takes the cake! it rocks. wahaha. reunion is like;almost over. my relatives are downstairs talking and playing mahjong. not all relatives though. anyways the reunion dinner is as follows..&lt;br /&gt;aunty ruby arrives first. me and brother still busy playing laptop. anyways we proceed downstairs; and then people start arriving; its not long before everyone arrives. anyways; we slowly start the dinner! steamboat and some BBQ thing. ate CHICKEN, BEEF, SALMON AND ETC. well almost everything was fried and SHIOK. woots. anyways after almost everyone(from the "older" younger generation(WAHAHA)) me; my brother and amelia fried more stuff! woots. then guess what we did. we fried chicken and salmon and more stuff. then we added wasabi to it. and wow. it tasted like HEAVEN. shiok. anyways we decided to fried lots more stuff : fishballs;fish and mushrooms. we named it wa-balls;wa-fish;wa-chicken,wa-salmon and wa-mushrooms! YUM. how to make, you ask? well its like. while its frying and sizzling, we add wasabi on top! yums. for the mushrooms, we boil it, then fry it, then add. YUMMMMM. my brother did it well done. me and amelia were like the tasters. yummmmmmm&lt;3 anyways after that went upstairs played computer yada yada. and now they're playing mahjong, amelia and her family went home. well im learning to learn it later. ahha, aha. so lame. okay; cya. &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-998355906361487797?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/998355906361487797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=998355906361487797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/998355906361487797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/998355906361487797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/reunion-dinner.html' title='reunion dinner.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-7244954065223481346</id><published>2007-02-16T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:11:59.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmygoddddddddddd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;dang. okay. this is weird. i am restless; and theres gonna be a reunion dinner on later. i am like, seriously bored. okay, fine, shall be in search of pictures. laptop acc no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;br /&gt;OH. happy new year guys!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, im trying out some weird blockquote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-7244954065223481346?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7244954065223481346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=7244954065223481346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7244954065223481346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7244954065223481346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/ohmygoddddddddddd.html' title='ohmygoddddddddddd.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-4776684633012117564</id><published>2007-02-15T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T03:03:05.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY YOUTUBE PROGRAMME!</title><content type='html'>OH YEAH! ITS MY YOUTUBE PROGRAMME AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;©. UH.&lt;br /&gt;n93 commercial. english and hokkien. HILARIOUS. I SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WZnQoPvOh9E" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the english one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQrMvtchYSc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokkien one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vESeeJC-4nE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vESeeJC-4nE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&lt;br /&gt;It aint a scene, its an arm race by FALL OUT BOY! &lt;3 its such a hhhooootttt song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kgKv5v-HUwM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kgKv5v-HUwM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget to remember me by Carrie Underwood. uhm the first song on pop ten. yey.&lt;br /&gt;okay my brother's like, asking me to not play the laptop. OKAY FINE. cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-4776684633012117564?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4776684633012117564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=4776684633012117564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4776684633012117564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/4776684633012117564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-youtube-programme-once-again.html' title='MY YOUTUBE PROGRAMME!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-7881421213952008650</id><published>2007-02-15T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:19:23.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEST VALENTINES' DAY SO FAR.</title><content type='html'>OH YEAHH. its friday!&lt;br /&gt;CNY is here! oh and valentine's day was on wednesday! it as like, the best valentines' day so far.&lt;br /&gt;well, for the first time, i got three presents! ;D yey. no, not from a guy(DOH) but from FARRAH,JASMINE AND RACHEL MY SISTER. it was so funny, i gave: Uncle, jasmine,christina, anne, rachel my sister, sabby and i think more people. then in return i got chocolate mints from jasmine,kissables from rachel and a "bag" of three chocolates and marshmallows from farrah. sorry farrah, i forgot to give you! :l hmms.  what. OH.&lt;br /&gt;CNY&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;assembly!&lt;br /&gt;we waited for the Katong School kids to come..&lt;br /&gt;then CNY special programme. chinese orchestra, chinese cultural society,choir and dunno what else was in it. the emcees mentioned having special guests coming. i didnt expect the most, but, guess who came? SOME &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt; GUYS. their first item was this talk between two chinese guys about bragging. it was in chinese. the next item by them was this wushu thing. super funny. anyways. before that it was this lion dance thing. all the guys playing the instruments(cymbals and drums) did not dare look at the audience(ALL OF US), according to lizhen. super dumb. anyways next was our class party! just drank ICE CREAM SODA&lt;3 and ate a few chippys'. yumm. then me and sabby watched the view from the service corridor. i saw a choir senior(Amelia;"AMY") and another girl chasing a small Katong School boy. he was in a bad mood. the girls gave him a drink but he threw it on the floor and stepped on it. omg. then later on he ran away and they chased him. then he punched their stomach. oo. man, anyways.  our activity. my group was to do a crossword. anyways we finished it then we watched a special edition of PCK. so stupid. anyways JP is my didi Pope JP! ;D haha. okay cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-7881421213952008650?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7881421213952008650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=7881421213952008650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7881421213952008650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/7881421213952008650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/best-valentines-day-so-far.html' title='THE BEST VALENTINES&apos; DAY SO FAR.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-1816576939219193823</id><published>2007-02-13T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T21:10:24.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, rachel sam!</title><content type='html'>ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;im typing this in school!&lt;br /&gt;i finished the microsoft excel exercise so i can play! yey!&lt;br /&gt;ooh know what happened yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;it was so HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;i went to parkway to get some stuff, IE jasmine's medicine calcium thingy thingy.&lt;br /&gt;then she wanted to go to 77th street, so, fine, we went there.&lt;br /&gt;then when we were going in two guys in st stephen's uniform went out.&lt;br /&gt;i spotted one guy's(the skinnier guy's) name tag and it said : John Paul.&lt;br /&gt;omg. aha. i screamed in "horror" and told jasmine and i smsed 'em. yeah it was them. omg.&lt;br /&gt;regretted smsing 'em and then in a few minutes they found us.&lt;br /&gt;omg so we ran to the LOO. then they went too but they went to the males one of course and then we freaked and ran out the female loo and i think they were "strolling" and so we just fleed. okay fine, later had the "GUTS" to see 'em but it was basically me. then saw JP only. okay mr lu say shut down. OKAY FINE. byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-1816576939219193823?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1816576939219193823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=1816576939219193823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1816576939219193823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1816576939219193823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-rachel-sam.html' title='happy birthday, rachel sam!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-1824668490522580159</id><published>2007-02-13T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T03:16:59.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omigoddd.</title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;new laptop and it's quite nice. well its annoying la.&lt;br /&gt;hard to type.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;i am kind.&lt;br /&gt;V DAY GIFTS.&lt;br /&gt;are cheapskates, but its the thought that counts, right?&lt;br /&gt;lollies! ;D keke.&lt;br /&gt;kay cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-1824668490522580159?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1824668490522580159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=1824668490522580159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1824668490522580159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/1824668490522580159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/omigoddd.html' title='omigoddd.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-117100389652551185</id><published>2007-02-08T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T22:51:38.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welloooooooooo!</title><content type='html'>oh, my computer under servicing.&lt;br /&gt;therefore i couldnt blog and i couldnt go online.&lt;br /&gt;the laptop doesnt have network internet yet so cannot.&lt;br /&gt;welllllllll. uhh. nothing. blah.&lt;br /&gt;OH today mrs emily sim kept saying :"JAB, CROSS,UPPER CUT, KICK." and then i saw uncle do it and look very HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;uhh. okay cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-117100389652551185?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/117100389652551185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=117100389652551185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/117100389652551185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/117100389652551185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/welloooooooooo.html' title='welloooooooooo!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-117059397416488188</id><published>2007-02-04T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T04:59:34.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah.</title><content type='html'>ooh.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;uhm, quite boring. LOL. OH AND MAMA RUTH 'REPRIMANDED' ME.  she thought i did something else during her lesson or something. SMART, MASTERS, DISC. i know what!&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;tuition. uhh. nothing much. except during chinese, this girl named MEI YU(her chinese name), who is in TKSS choir, and this guy, NAMELESS(i didnt hear his name) from VS choir, like sherman lim, and then they were talking about CHOIR matters. PLS LOR, i think they thought i didnt understand what they talking about, but i did.&lt;br /&gt;they talked about SYF songs. 1.the "sappy" song according to them, EVERYONE SANG,  2.kinshutonosan. i didnt hear the third one.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. weird. well, i dont think i want to be in SYF, too stress liao. kay fine.&lt;br /&gt;oh, some kind of dinner or something.&lt;br /&gt;my mum's aunt's 80th birthday and uncle-65th birthday(i think. LOL) dinner.&lt;br /&gt;HMMS. family sat at table 12 with a few other people.&lt;br /&gt;one of which was a SAILOR. in NANYANG! pro sia. hmm. the food was OK la.&lt;br /&gt;first dish was this thingy that was like pau, with that brown gooey sweet thing inside, and the pau was shaped and coloured like a PEACH. ooh, hot and yummy. nice.&lt;br /&gt;second dish was.. what ah? UHH. OH YEAH, the cold dish, thanks yee chun. i smsed her during dinner la, got nothing better to do. HAHA. the cold dish. had ngoh hiang, prawns with MAYO, octopus, spring rolls, chicken. i like everything! OH AND HAD JELLYFISH. with VEG. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;third dish! the cute piggy! well, it was CRISPY AND YUMMY. the tail and ears looked so cute. and the head, well, was split into two. ahaha, anyways i ate like 4 pieces? LOL really yummy.&lt;br /&gt;fouth dish. hmmmm.i forgot liao.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. uhh. well the rest of the dishes were like, really UHH, OKAY la.&lt;br /&gt;it was : promfret with sicko celery, stuffed boneless duck, yam ring with stuff inside, jumbo prawns with broccoli, uhh, what else? OH, the last dish which was desert was this.. YAM THINGY. taste nice la, but amanda was DISGUSTED. uhm, OKAY? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ookay, thatsall i have for now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited that WE'RE COOKING CURRY CHICKEN WITH RICE. oh and the "next episode of TRICIA'S  COOKING SHOW!" haha. i think only the three rachels(and one rachall) and tricia get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;oh man, PLEASE HOPE ME AND RACHEL SAM DONT SCREW IT UP since last week we were the slowest cuz the sicko cucumber gave us probs and the washing up too. HAHAHA. yeyers! seeyas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-117059397416488188?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/117059397416488188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=117059397416488188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/117059397416488188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/117059397416488188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-117041382430744364</id><published>2007-02-02T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T02:57:04.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>youtube videos, twice or more a month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9PFQSVZdzM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9PFQSVZdzM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting MAMA de Hua. by Jay chou. the teddy is so cute. haha. heard this at parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lJaPrDg-zL8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lJaPrDg-zL8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRUT by the cheetah girls!  HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gm1uNgHw6Xo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gm1uNgHw6Xo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Beauty Campaign Commercial that uses the pop song True Colors. The singer is Layah Jane. this is the CANADA VERSION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fc2Ity4uV_Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fc2Ity4uV_Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Beauty Campaign Commercial. also uses True Colours, this is the Asian Version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KF5aVNmVpys"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KF5aVNmVpys" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOVE AD-transformation. from an "ugly duckling" to a pretty starlet.&lt;br /&gt;enough of youtube videos!&lt;br /&gt;OH, if you're wondering if i put so many of the DOVE REAL BEAUTY CAMPAIGN COMMERCIALS, its because i AGREE with it. every girl deserves to feel good about herself. woohoo! haha. OH and i first watched the commercial in the number 13 bus in the morning. WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;remember, youtube videos. twice or more every month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-117041382430744364?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/117041382430744364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=117041382430744364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/117041382430744364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/117041382430744364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/youtube-videos-twice-or-more-month.html' title='youtube videos, twice or more a month!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-117041286566108087</id><published>2007-02-02T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T02:41:22.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOTSSSSSSSS.</title><content type='html'>WELLO.&lt;br /&gt;it has been about a month since i've been in KC.&lt;br /&gt;however still trying to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;trying not to sleep in math class(dont worry, i dont since the two "princesses" sitting in front of me and behind keep disturbing me.).&lt;br /&gt;ooh. i bought my CNY bottoms. and not my tops. HAA.&lt;br /&gt;arh. OHLAY. i do NOT like friday's and thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAYS-P.E.&lt;br /&gt;MAN. guess what? we ran 1.5KM. know what the route is? its..&lt;br /&gt;first out the main gate, turn RIGHT towards the overhead bridge, keep running, pass the canal(NOT run around but PASS), then the pavement in front of VJC and outside Neptune Court. then run run run run run(in other words continue running. HAHA) then run around the block, then past Ngee Ann and then turn into the school. and that's 1.5KM. well, mrs lim asked us to run with a buddy. so..&lt;br /&gt;i ran with sammy princess. HAHA kidding la. i ran with rachel sam. sabby princess ran with seraphine cuz sofiah didnt come(cuz if sofiah DID come, obviously seraphine would run with her right.) hmm. yijin and joey ran together but joey soon sped off. well, so half of the route yijin, me, and rach ran together. wasnt really tiring that much since we walked like 2/4 of the half route. HAHA. then after that did CRUNCHES , PUSH UPS, SIT UPS and more. youchhh. stomach cramps. well, then during choir i couldnt SUPPORT at all. plus a sore throat, HOW AH?&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;morning exercise BLUES. if we dont do the exercises we had to DO JUMPINGJACKSSSSS. ou.&lt;br /&gt;stomach cramps again. wahhaa. me and rachel designed NONSENCE bags for sabby. HAHAH so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;i shall post youtube videos! woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-117041286566108087?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/117041286566108087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=117041286566108087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/117041286566108087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/117041286566108087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/02/wootssssssss.html' title='WOOTSSSSSSSS.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116991021046919403</id><published>2007-01-27T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T07:03:31.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how fascinating!</title><content type='html'>WOW. what a retarded/fascinating day.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;on the way home from chinese tuition, i saw rachel.&lt;br /&gt;at daniel de souza's house.&lt;br /&gt;i waved at rachel. daniel was on a skateboard(like i care lor.)&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know there were three people.&lt;br /&gt;i saw only two.&lt;br /&gt;EH.&lt;br /&gt;only when i chatted with rachel on MSN i realized there were three people.&lt;br /&gt;and the third person was waving at me.&lt;br /&gt;IM NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;what the heck. rachel said : maybe he was too short to be noticed.&lt;br /&gt;UHH. i think so leh.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA. sorry, shaun(whoever you are), dont worry, i'm short too. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;OH. i watched cheetah girl 2. how fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;and blog hopped from zhiyang's blog to brian's blog to lijia's blog. i have no idea who they are, but they're from LET IT SHINE.&lt;br /&gt;kay, enough of my nonsence.&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i just cant stop laughing that Shaun(STILL, I DUNNO YOU), he said i was blind.&lt;br /&gt;UH. OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;how fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;kay cyas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116991021046919403?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116991021046919403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116991021046919403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116991021046919403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116991021046919403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-fascinating.html' title='how fascinating!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116981597305617720</id><published>2007-01-26T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T04:52:53.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can only post..</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;i can only blog on weekends and fri.&lt;br /&gt;weekdays for HOMEWORK only luh.&lt;br /&gt;friendster is my only way to communicate&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;like real.&lt;br /&gt;k cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116981597305617720?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116981597305617720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116981597305617720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116981597305617720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116981597305617720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/can-only-post.html' title='can only post..'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116921658781090148</id><published>2007-01-19T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T06:23:08.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK AT THIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/874298/yaylmao..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/508220/yaylmao..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/75700/yaylmoa%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/916664/yaylmoa%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wells, before i posted my previous post, i saw this!&lt;br /&gt;that code thingy.&lt;br /&gt;it was "YAYLMOA" at first.&lt;br /&gt;then i changed it to "YAYLMAO"!&lt;br /&gt;haha. how fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116921658781090148?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116921658781090148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116921658781090148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116921658781090148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116921658781090148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/look-at-this.html' title='LOOK AT THIS!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116921599472268538</id><published>2007-01-19T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T06:13:15.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wellos!</title><content type='html'>wellos. god, i have this new INTERNET EXPLORER. its so cool. UHH.&lt;br /&gt;okays, its fun.&lt;br /&gt;today people came to my house.&lt;br /&gt;jasmine, farrah and christina!&lt;br /&gt;really retarded time.&lt;br /&gt;pranked call someone.&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;okay, cya.&lt;br /&gt;watch LET IT SHINE now!&lt;br /&gt;7PM on CHANNEL 8 on weekdays!&lt;br /&gt;Zhiyang is cute.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116921599472268538?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116921599472268538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116921599472268538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116921599472268538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116921599472268538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/wellos.html' title='wellos!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116895210182567322</id><published>2007-01-16T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T04:55:02.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh.</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;why does so many teachers think i am so free to do so much research!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116895210182567322?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116895210182567322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116895210182567322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116895210182567322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116895210182567322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/eh.html' title='eh.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116885981001222752</id><published>2007-01-15T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T03:16:50.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AACCKK.</title><content type='html'>i am totally nuts.&lt;br /&gt;purple is all around me.&lt;br /&gt;my shampoo is purple,{LAVENDER}&lt;br /&gt;my conditioner is purple,{GRAPE}&lt;br /&gt;my body soap is purple,{WATERMELON}&lt;br /&gt;and my face wash is purple.{oil control shitty stuff.}&lt;br /&gt;my earsticks are purple.&lt;br /&gt;ack.&lt;br /&gt;purple is one retarded colour.&lt;br /&gt;UHH.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll get leah to help me draw on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;UHHHHHHH. my whole house{almost all la, can.} smells like MILK POWDER. repainted due to CRACKS. i'm using the ODOURLESS one and it smells like milk powder.&lt;br /&gt;ack.&lt;br /&gt;i shall be on hiatus for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;:D CYA PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;i rock you stone. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116885981001222752?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116885981001222752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116885981001222752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116885981001222752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116885981001222752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/aacckk.html' title='AACCKK.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116875983955670900</id><published>2007-01-13T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:30:40.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i shall do quizzes.</title><content type='html'>1st quiz.&lt;br /&gt;1)Write the first name of aperson that pops into your head. hmms. GT. teacher made fun of us. mean eh.&lt;br /&gt;2) Which is your favorite color out of red, black, blue, green, yellow?green.&lt;br /&gt;3) Your first initial? R.&lt;br /&gt;4) Your month of birth?MAY!&lt;br /&gt;5) Which color do you like more, black or white?black! goes well with all nice colours.&lt;br /&gt;6) Name of a person of the same gender as yours. Farrah?&lt;br /&gt;7) Your favorite number?12.&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you like California or Florida more? California.&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you like the lake or the ocean more?ocean.&lt;br /&gt;THE ANSWERS. ;D&lt;br /&gt;1. You are completely in love with thisperson.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you choose:&lt;br /&gt;Red - You are alert and your life isfull oflove.&lt;br /&gt;Black - You are conservative andaggressive.&lt;br /&gt;Green - Your soul is relaxed and youarelaidback.&lt;br /&gt;Blue - You are spontaneous and lovekissesand affection from the ones you love.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow- you are a very happy person andgivegood advice to those who are down.&lt;br /&gt;3. If your initial is:&lt;br /&gt;A-K You have a lot of love andfriendships inyour life.&lt;br /&gt;L-R You try to enjoy your life to themaximumand your love life issoon to blossom.&lt;br /&gt;S-Z You like to help others and yourfuture lovelife looks very good.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you were born in:Jan-Mar: The year will go very well foryou andyou will discover that you fall inlove withsomeone totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;April-June: You will have a strong loverelationship that will not last longbut thememories will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;July-Sep: You will have a great yearandwillexperience a major life changingexperience forthe good.&lt;br /&gt;Oct-Dec: Your love life will not be toogreat,but eventually you will find your soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;If you chose..&lt;br /&gt;Black: Your life will take on adifferentdirection, it will seem hard at thetime butwill be the best thing for you, andyou willbe glad for the change.&lt;br /&gt;White: You will have a friend whocompletelyconfides in you and would do anythingfor you,but you may not realize it.&lt;br /&gt;6. This person is your best friend.{UHH.}&lt;br /&gt;7. This is how many close friends youhave inyour lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;8. If you chose:California: You like adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Florida: You are a laid back person.&lt;br /&gt;9. If you chose:Lake: You are loyal to your friendsand toyourlove. And you are very reserved.&lt;br /&gt;Ocean: You are spontaneous and like topleasepeople.&lt;br /&gt;2nd QUIZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;01] Is there someone who you like atthe moment?maybe.&lt;br /&gt;O2] Have you ever given or been givenroses?nah.&lt;br /&gt;O3] What is your all-time favoriteromance movie?maybe 13 going on 30. is that a romantic show? maybe to me.&lt;br /&gt;O4] How many times can you honestlysay you've been in love?i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;O5] Do you believe that everyone has asoul-mate?not sure. ;D&lt;br /&gt;O6] Do you think that you should befriends first?guess so.&lt;br /&gt;O7] Have you ever had your heartbroken?hmms. not really? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;O8] What do you think about long-distance relationship?it may work out, it may not. ;D&lt;br /&gt;O9] Your thoughts on onlinerelationships?it may work out, it may not.&lt;br /&gt;1O] Would you rather date someone fiveyears older or younger?I DUNNO?&lt;br /&gt;11] Have you ever seen a friend asmore than a friend? maybe. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;12] Do you believe thestatement, "Once a cheater always acheater"? not all the time.&lt;br /&gt;13] How many kids do you want to have?UM. TWO?&lt;br /&gt;14] Do you usually fall for a wrongboy/girl or the right boy/girl? nope. sometimes, not usually.&lt;br /&gt;15] What is your favorite color(s)?green, orange, black, grey, olive, teal ETC.&lt;br /&gt;16] What are your views on gaymarriage?its HILARIOUS. ok maybe to me.&lt;br /&gt;17] Have you ever broken someonesheart? dunno.&lt;br /&gt;18] Imagine you're 79 &amp; your spousejust died, would you re-marry?MAYBE. who asked my spouse to be so UNHEALTHY?!&lt;br /&gt;19] At what age did you start noticingthe opposite sex? maybe when i started tuition. AHA like real.&lt;br /&gt;2O] What song do you want to hear atyour wedding?any rock song that is nice lo.&lt;br /&gt;now for a quiz that christina tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;1)choose 5 persons to do this quiz afteryou have finish yours&lt;br /&gt;2)leave a tag on that person's blogto say that he/she has been tag&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Colour : green.and orange.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Movies : STEP UPPPP. and more.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Ice Cream : grape. raspberry. more la..&lt;br /&gt;Favourite TV Show : UNFABULOUS. ROMEO. HANNAH MONTANA. SUITE LIFE OF ZACK &amp;amp; CODY. etc.&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood : I'M FEELING COLD. sorry. my mood is- retarded-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Current Taste : my saliva. aha.&lt;br /&gt;Current Feeling : scared, dont ask why haha&lt;br /&gt;Current Clothes : my "TEARS OF THE EARTH" tee and orange surfer shorts. doh.&lt;br /&gt;Current Action : breathing.&lt;br /&gt;Current Time : 3.20PM&lt;br /&gt;Current Annoyance : the fan.&lt;br /&gt;Current Thoughts : going out! seriously. I WANT TO GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;First Proper Crush On Someone Whom You Know Personally: uh yeah?&lt;br /&gt;First Movie: THE 101 DALMATIONS! watched it with my bro and bro's late god dad. SAD SAD.&lt;br /&gt;First Lie: how would i know!?&lt;br /&gt;First Music :ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXY(and)Z(now i know my abcs nxt time wont u sing wid me). aha. i actually typed it out.sorry, not me. my bro.&lt;br /&gt;Last Smoke: over my dead body.&lt;br /&gt;Last Drink : yogurt drink mixed with yogurt. nice.&lt;br /&gt;Last Car Ride : yesterday,  back home from pp.&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call : brother delibrately called my HP so i can put his name here. 0_0&lt;br /&gt;Have You Dated 1 of Your Best Friends Before?: I WILL NEVER DO THAT. IM NOT LES HOR.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Broken the Law Before? : is tapping my ezlink card before alighting at the stop im NOT alighting at counted?&lt;br /&gt;Arrested Before?: nope. too young.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Don't Know Before?:hopefully not(said my brother) 0_0&lt;br /&gt;5 lucky people to do this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;1) anyone&lt;br /&gt;2)who&lt;br /&gt;3)cares&lt;br /&gt;4)to&lt;br /&gt;5)waste time on this.&lt;br /&gt;;D THERE FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;my brother is nutso. i am retarded.&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116875983955670900?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116875983955670900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116875983955670900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116875983955670900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116875983955670900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-shall-do-quizzes.html' title='i shall do quizzes.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116869299044506323</id><published>2007-01-13T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T04:56:30.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE RETARDED.</title><content type='html'>what a friday!&lt;br /&gt;jasmine came over to my house on friday.&lt;br /&gt;it was SIMPLY RETARDED! it was raining heavily and we were carrying this really teeny blue umbrella,(MINE), and running to the market to buy snacks. i bought ondeh ondeh!(or oneh oneh), and by then it was raining like CRAZY! and we walked towards the bus stop. the rain was UNBEARABLE. BUAI TAHAN! so we took a cab(HIGH CLASS WORH!). so cheap. 2.80 only. we were laughing like shit. laughed REALLY HARD and couldnt tell the cabby where my address was. HAAHAHA. well//. reach my house and rushed in. painters still painting the walls.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. then we ate our snacks. tried the ondeh ondeh. yum, juice burst out. then i was trying to imitate that MILLION TREASURES, how zoe tay ate the ondeh ondeh. then i bit it first, and then the juice FLEW OUT. AHAHA! HOW RETARDED. we burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;then we played computer.&lt;br /&gt;we saw the MONKEY thing on VEOH. so funny. then we kept laughing til i swear the painter thought we were nutso. wells. kay, i GTG. my brother is asking me to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;i am retarded. i swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116869299044506323?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116869299044506323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116869299044506323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116869299044506323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116869299044506323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-are-retarded.html' title='WE ARE RETARDED.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116867261215931451</id><published>2007-01-12T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:16:52.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im bored. rep osting my old pics. ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/166525/prepclassedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/530227/prepclassedited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our prep class pics. sorry i look retarded. i wanna censor my face. kay saw it yee chun?&lt;br /&gt;dont tag about it. thanks. :D cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/363482/prepclassAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/343228/prepclassAM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116867261215931451?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116867261215931451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116867261215931451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116867261215931451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116867261215931451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-bored-rep-osting-my-old-pics-d.html' title='im bored. rep osting my old pics. ;D'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116851916479269900</id><published>2007-01-11T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T04:39:25.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>sianess.&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes. i'm in choir. isn't it oh-so-very fascinating?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, the instructor is quite strict. sometimes when we have wrong timing or whatever, he sometimes asks us to sing over again.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;my room is re-painted! one wall is green and the rest is white.&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to help paint a rainbowy thingy murally thingy on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;ANY TAKERS?&lt;br /&gt;please help.&lt;br /&gt;ensured 10cents for half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kidding.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116851916479269900?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116851916479269900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116851916479269900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116851916479269900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116851916479269900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116834162153063164</id><published>2007-01-09T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T03:20:22.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ha ha. teachers, is all about.</title><content type='html'>oh dam. my geog teacher is MRS SEKHU. she talks with a weird accent.&lt;br /&gt;my LSS teacher, AKA, my lower sec science teacher is MR SEE TOW. he is ok.&lt;br /&gt;my lit teacher, also my FT, is mrs guna. she is kind.&lt;br /&gt;my english teacher, Ms Gail Yap, is sooo young. she seems ok.&lt;br /&gt;my home econs teacher, Ms Nurhana, AKA ms hana, is abit strict even though she looks kind. she says she would kick us out of the class if we dont listen and is AFRAID of cooking something. WAH LAO. i got HE for first semester and i'll get D&amp;T for the other semester.. hmms.&lt;br /&gt;mr kassan kharib, the "school's relief teacher" is strict to sec ones. he is abit sicko according to my friends. he keeps looking at girl's hips/waists and sees if their belts are at the waist. ew ew.&lt;br /&gt;our DM is mrs sng. quite strict.&lt;br /&gt;our principal is Ms lam. she speaks like mrs lieu, but is as lor soh as mrs tan. cool. AHA.&lt;br /&gt;our vice-principal is, Mrs Crossley, is quite strict but quite kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. cca. i shall join CHOIR(no choice la, can!?)&lt;br /&gt;ziling also joining, nerissa too. tricia appealed in KC through choir so she is most probably going to be in choir too.&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116834162153063164?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116834162153063164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116834162153063164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116834162153063164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116834162153063164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/ha-ha-teachers-is-all-about.html' title='ha ha. teachers, is all about.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116817578798109094</id><published>2007-01-07T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T05:16:28.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>retarded stuff.</title><content type='html'>tomorrow we officially start school! :D our lessons, imean. i have  like, three periods of HOME ECONS/D&amp;T. pls pls. 1/4 pupils, please pray for HOME ECONS! home econs seem nicer. i just found out ST PATS HAVE HOME ECONS. HAHA. this is so hilarious. kay. cya!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TENNISSSSS. who cares. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/608277/operationmakeover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/1721/operationmakeover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and ended like this. its so retarded. but funny. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/981061/operationmakeover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/417038/operationmakeover2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OOH. OOH. i tried out this OPERATION MAKEOVER thing and it started like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/788188/wantedposter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/448150/wantedposter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY. IM HIGHLY RETARDED. me and samantha are wanted for stealing socks from an ahma. AHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116817578798109094?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116817578798109094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116817578798109094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116817578798109094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116817578798109094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/retarded-stuff.html' title='retarded stuff.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116791731860763966</id><published>2007-01-04T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T05:28:39.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation camp is so tiring. GAH.</title><content type='html'>OMG LA. orientation camp is tiring. we went to ECP to do this team building thingy or something, and we split into 14 groups. i was in group 14, and the instructor was ONE or something. then blah, teambuilding.&lt;br /&gt;then to ECP!&lt;br /&gt;then did this "AMAZING RACE" thing. we must stop at each station to complete a task.&lt;br /&gt;have scavenger hunt, balloon thingy, collect seawater thingy etc.&lt;br /&gt;i had to do this scavenger hunt thingy and i had to find out the phone number of the NPB? weird. lol. anyways, there was two guys wearing white . one guy kept SPINNING. hmm. weird. blah, just know its really tiring. cya.&lt;br /&gt;school song is : FORWARD KATONG CONVENT, BLAH BLAH BLAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot. die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116791731860763966?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116791731860763966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116791731860763966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116791731860763966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116791731860763966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/orientation-camp-is-so-tiring-gah.html' title='orientation camp is so tiring. GAH.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116783067233829809</id><published>2007-01-03T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T05:24:33.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilarious videos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3z2Erhp0MNA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3z2Erhp0MNA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. this is called the "14thCaller." its hilarious when Alex said "OK I PRESS THE BUTTON!" and then he was pressing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;OK. the guy in the car is ROI and the other guy is Alex. sorry for vulgars in the show. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uoxLfJCF7og"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uoxLfJCF7og" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICE CREAM! this video is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gT6t_t5C80A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gT6t_t5C80A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Free! by WASSABI PRODUCTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;kay, thats all for retarded videos! ;D cya. gtg wake up tomorrow ar 6. then leave house. oo. ORIENTATION CAMP,MAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116783067233829809?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116783067233829809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116783067233829809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116783067233829809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116783067233829809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/hilarious-videos.html' title='hilarious videos.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116781001059531765</id><published>2007-01-02T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:46:20.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALA, FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!</title><content type='html'>hey. its the first day of school. AHA.&lt;br /&gt;my form teacher/lit teacher is MRS GUNA. she seems quite.. nice? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;KC seems tiny. the canteen doesnt really have great food and the hall is quite small so we all had to squeeze like sardines. the teachers spoke alot and my legs were numb. ha ha. then toured around the school, then went to our classes. then blah blah, contact time with mrs guna, when we had to fill up forms and stuff. they asked alot of weird questions. -.-&lt;br /&gt;kay, dismissal time!&lt;br /&gt;went to the market hawker centre place with smelly yee chun and saw anne there. LOL. kay, then ate then walked to the bus stop where had alot of NGEE ANN kids and ST PATS guys and KC girls. everyone squeezed in the bus. argh, and i saw jasmine and farrah there and i also saw Rui Rong. HA HA. hes in Brilliant Minds. -.-. kay, then went home, yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;kay, i have no choice but to go tuition. WTFWTF. kay cya.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired from the long talk by the teachers. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1znSo6iR4UE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1znSo6iR4UE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a retarded video of the FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. sorry, i just like the first part so i put this up. the rest, i dont geddit. LOL. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116781001059531765?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116781001059531765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116781001059531765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116781001059531765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116781001059531765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/lalala-first-day-of-school-first-day.html' title='LALALA, FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116765348960379086</id><published>2007-01-01T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T04:11:31.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no bees, no honey. no work, no money. :D</title><content type='html'>happy new year, guys. its 2007 now. the first of january,2007.&lt;br /&gt;hmms. yesterday we had another family gathering. amanda didnt come. LOL, i have absolutely no idea WHY. kays, anyways, it was at GUAN HOE SOON and my brother spilt hot scalding gravy on my leg(thank God i was wearing jeans) and ouch. haha. kay, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;friendster is wu liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116765348960379086?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116765348960379086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116765348960379086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116765348960379086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116765348960379086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-bees-no-honey-no-work-no-money-d.html' title='no bees, no honey. no work, no money. :D'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116749405567998492</id><published>2006-12-30T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T07:54:16.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah.</title><content type='html'>weyheyhey!&lt;br /&gt;today i left the house at 11.30 to meet anne, christina,maya(aka farrah, either that, or i'm really confused. :D) and jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;i first met jasmine cuz we were going to eat lunch together. went to Banquet. bought carrot cake while jasmine got U-mian. haha, really dumb. the noodles too hot and the smoke went into jasmine's nose. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;kay then we went to the TimeZone first and played a few games.&lt;br /&gt;then anne came, then christina, then maya.&lt;br /&gt;they all played Dance revolution/Para Para, Basketball and Percussion Master. lol. then took neoprints. OKOK, i know i'm really bad at Para Para, but i liked basketball and percussion Master. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;anne and maya left and so left with me, jasmine and christina. took four sets of neoprints, and we all looked really hilarious. HAHAHA, it was alr 4.30++ by then. i had to leave since im going for church at 6. but before i left, i sat MOTION RIDE. it was so weird. my ears had a weird feeling; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then went home, bathed, changed, went to church. for the Thanksgiving mass. NO FAIR!? they sang song number 79, which is Away in a Manager and song number 77, which is a song i forgot. they are MEAN. song number 78 is HARK THE HERALD ANGELS SING! evil! aiya, heck care. later went to eat then went home. k. cyas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116749405567998492?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116749405567998492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116749405567998492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116749405567998492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116749405567998492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-yeah_30.html' title='oh yeah.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116740411944335713</id><published>2006-12-29T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T07:02:36.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th PoST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://david.great.la//files/162/2oo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://david.great.la//files/162/2oo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://david.great.la//files/162/2oo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://david.great.la//files/162/2oo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://david.great.la//files/162/2oo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw the pic is a 200 made on blogger but it comes out as a whole bunch of o's together so now its a pic. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;yey, it's my 200th post! oh yeah, yee chun, bring your cake. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;credits - ioshfo! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116740411944335713?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116740411944335713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116740411944335713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116740411944335713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116740411944335713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/200th-post.html' title='200th PoST!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116704444109090558</id><published>2006-12-25T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T03:00:41.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a christmas i'll never be able to forget.</title><content type='html'>it's christmas! merry christmas guys! well, lemme tell you all about yesterday's family gathering. me and bro helped mum to make the garlic bread. i spread the garlic spread and my bro rolled the finished bread in foil. HAHA. he made a mount garlic bread. -.- which collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relatives came so we started dinner. yums. turkey, bacon rolls, ham, cream of chicken soup,garlic bread, pasta, etc. yums! i only drank the soup, ate the bacon rolls, ate the garlic bread, a few turkey slices with applesauce(YUM) and a slice of sherperd's pie! YUMSS. then watched abit of THE ULTIMATE CHRISTMAS PRESENT, then we all played pictionary/charades. it was a game where all the adults went nutso. -.- Grandma's NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET was really funny, and Uncle Joey's SEXYBACK was really hilarious too. we all ate cake. chewy brownies and kristmase log cakee! LOL. haha. kids were protesting for present giving but the adults were PRE-OCCUPIED in looking at some dumb pictures on the laptop. then guess what happened? Jarod tripped on the mat while reaching for his water bottle and hit his head really hard at the wooden carving of my wooden sofa thingy. then he startedcrying really loud. i was chatting with all my cousins(my brother, trena and stuart) and then i heard a really l&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/87379/mummyguy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/494164/mummyguy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oud BANG and then a baby's crying. i immediately stood up and i saw Jarod's head bleeding! OMG. it was really shocking for me. then rephael started crying too. he was sad cuz his brother was hurt. then uncle rennie, aunty julie and Suki(their maid) brought him to the hospital to get stitched. after that got presents(majority was vouchers) and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;after that went to watch midnight show. Night at the Museum! very nice show. at first i thought the mummy was going to look freaky but he looked like, any average guy. LOL . K. gtg. byes! Merry Christmas guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116704444109090558?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116704444109090558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116704444109090558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116704444109090558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116704444109090558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-ill-never-be-able-to-forget.html' title='a christmas i&apos;ll never be able to forget.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116695118972466999</id><published>2006-12-24T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:06:30.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its christmas eve! ;D</title><content type='html'>its christmas eve! having family gathering soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/396921/mohawk%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;LOOK AT THIS! MOHAWK! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcNuEVaAVeQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewel-Hark! The Herald Angels Sing. love this song. heard it yesterday during the drama/service thing at City Harvest Church.&lt;br /&gt;GOD, relatives here alr!? K. seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, anyone knows who &lt;a href="mailto:dlwr8103122@hotmail.com"&gt;dlwr8103122@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; is? i have no idea. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116695118972466999?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116695118972466999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116695118972466999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116695118972466999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116695118972466999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-christmas-eve-d.html' title='its christmas eve! ;D'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116688344156821418</id><published>2006-12-23T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T06:17:21.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hark the herald angels sing. :D</title><content type='html'>today, i went to Singapore Expo! for this Christmas thing that amanda invited me to.&lt;br /&gt;met amanda's family, grandma, rafeal and aunty kat(with lucas, isaac and nicole).  argh. queued up to get in. when we entered, i was like : OMG. it was full with people. packed. the place was also really huge! the church was CITY HARVEST. ALOT OF PEOPLE! all the kiddies-rafeal,charlotte,isaac and lucas went to the CHILDREN CHURCH. while the rest-amanda,me,bro,stuart,nicole,aunty kat, grandma, uncle Kevin and aunty Helen went for "christmas service".  it started in half an hour or so. they started with singing songs. carols. with a band! guitars and drums and all that. the drummer was DAMN GOOD! the people singing too!&lt;br /&gt;haha. everyone was standing up and clapping and singing! the set was great! the place had tvs all over and cameras all over. like singapore idol! haha. back to the story. we were singing WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS and wishing everyone Merry Xmas! haha. loved the drama. really funny. it was candlelight christmas service so we each got a candlestick, white, with a silver snowflake! it was so cool! we passed the light on! but when my brother and stuart was passing it on the flame went out. -.- lucky the guy in front of my brother passed his flame to me. ;D haha. it was so cool. singing and all that! loved the service and the drama! ;D haha! ;D seeyou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116688344156821418?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116688344156821418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116688344156821418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116688344156821418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116688344156821418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/hark-herald-angels-sing-d.html' title='Hark the herald angels sing. :D'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116684350746074792</id><published>2006-12-22T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:11:47.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/255635/cursekind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/412794/cursekind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh yeah. this is the scary cursed King. he's on the right side. the left : Queen. middle : Piper. freakay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116684350746074792?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116684350746074792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116684350746074792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116684350746074792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116684350746074792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116677164637013593</id><published>2006-12-21T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:14:08.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss japan bad.</title><content type='html'>JAPAN IS ACE. IT ROCKS. havent been able to blog since my modem's SEVERELY DAMAGED. well, got a new one, so i'm blogging ABOUT MY JAPAN TRIP! it rocked, yes it did. now i'm miserable and missing Japan. ;( here goes nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Day one!&lt;br /&gt;arrived at Tokyo, after a few hours of trying to sleep UNCOMFORTABLY and watching movies(STEP UP!) we finally reached Tokyo, where we were supposed to take another Domestic flight to Hokkaido. waited at the Tokyo Domestic Airport with alot of shops. me and trena went inside one of the shops. and i bought this cake thing, with strawberry and banana syrup inside. yum. then trena kept trying samples of this berry sweet thing. it was berry mixed with cereal biscuit. really nice. trena kept taking it. Japan isnt so CHEAP like Singapore. Singapore's samples are CUT INTO TINY PIECES while Japan, they open one box and fill the bowl with the sweets. NO CUTTING. after a while, trena practically shagged the whole bowl of berry sweets. HAHA. then we took the domestic flight to Hokkaido and me and trena sat at this seats where had alot of leg room. wah lao, should have given us those seats earlier! during the flight me and trena drank coke and SHE SPILLED MY COKE ON MEEEEEEEEEEE. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached Hokkaido! one part of it. Hakodate. then we went to the Convent in Japan, where some Sisters founded it. french. i think. proud to be a convent girl. ;D then we went to this Star shaped fort! it was really freezing and it was muddy. there was this lake which was FROZEN so we kids started throwing rocks at it in hope we could break the ice. HAHA. didnt work. while evryone was checking out the fort we walked to this shop and we had some hot milk! really nice! we kids got the cho-co-la-to milk! i shared it with trena. yummy milk! tasted like coffee milk! then bought gummy, including this gummy thing with melon jelly inside. bought for trena, myself,kor and anne. anne's is Hello Kitty. HAHA. by then, it was about 4 plus(Japan Time) and it was really dark. quoted from the tour guide : in winter, the sun sets very early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i guess he's right. after that we took the tour bus to Mount Hakodate. I think. to check out the cool night lights! it was REALLY FREEZING! FREEZING! since we were high up, it was freezing. we took the cable car and SOMEHOW JAPANESE PEOPLE DONT UNDERSTAND THAT KIDS HAVE RIGHTS! they go block me from seeing. but anyway.. we reached this high up place and took photos(MY MUM) but somehow we kids wandered away! i found a pile of CLEAN SNOW( the other types of snow we saw were BLACK, yuck.) and we started making snow balls! it was really FLUFFY SNOW! first time we saw clean snow on our trip! OK. next stop..THE SOUVENIR SHOP! mum bought Vanilla chocolate and pumpkin chocolate. then we kids took.. NEOPRINT! HHAHA. was so funny!? all the pictures, could see me and my bro's face but only trena's EYES! anyways, it was so horrible. but we dont care ;P. then me and my brother bought some vegetable cracker thingy. was surprised it tasted SO GOOD! since it was cold, we could blow out cold air smoke. and since the cracker was like cigarettes we pretended like we were smoking. yeah, i know. we're simply childish, ok!? after that we went to the hotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; wasnt amazed with the room. but anyways, before that we ate buffet dinner and played at the arcade. i won trena at air hockey! was pissed since the puck hit my hand and started scoring some major goals. so i won with a score of 7 goals! woots! after that we went to the rooms. me, my bro and my mum shared a room and when we went to the rooms.. it was really.. small? LOL. the two beds where me and my bro slept on(twin beds) was like.. bent? in the middle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/455014/firsthotel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cant help wondering whether a fat man slept on my bed and his wife on my brother's? LOL. anyways, my mum slept on the tatami mat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day Two!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this day's memories PASSED MY MIND. only think i can think of is that our hotel was near Lake Toya(reallynicescenery) and we three slept on Tatami mats. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAY THREE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to RUSUTSU! snow experience! rode on A SNOW MOBILE! with instructors. some kids rode with parents though. trena's mobile was first, leading the whole pack. then my brother's in the middle and mine the last. no fair la. those twos' instructors were SO YOUNG! and mine? OLD MAN HOR. the whole journey he was going so slow.. then so fast! then so slow.. then so fast. he kept looking around in case of people who fell down the cliff or something. then after that everyone parked their mobiles and took pictures of the scenery, we three played with snow! more snow! then we continued the journey! first my instructor and daniel's instructor helped the rest to start the engine. then after that we were off! we two were the LAST HOR. then somehow my instructor started SPEEDING! in break-neck speed! i checked out the speed-o-meter thing and it was from 9 to 12! OMG. he kept overtaking people and speeding! even though it was SCARY, it was SO FUN! then we reached the destination. and by then our feets and hands were FREEZING! we bought hot coca and drank it! yums! wow, then i found out that trenas and bro's instructors drove only at 4 and 7 speed. and what? my instructor was so old and he sped so fast! FUN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; then we went to the hotel-RUSUTSU SKI RESORT! it was HUGE! but somewhat.. freaky! there was this SINGING TREE, then trena itchy fingers.. AND PRESSED THE BUTTON TO MAKE THE DAMNED TREE SING! so horrible ok. then we went to the rooms and on the way we saw this CAROUSEL. the music was SO LOUD! so scary! then we went to the rooms and then changed since we were going SLEDDING! really fun! I MEAN IT! first we went to the Beginner's Hill and tried it out. then we tried out this other hill, which was REALLY SMOOTH! then we went to this REALLY REALLY EXTREMELY HIGH HILL! other people were there too, like those 20 years old odd people in our tour group. then we went down, sledding all the way down. really fun! then there was this snow pile that stopped us. cool. har har. after that we went to eat at this restaurant to eat but then changed our minds. we went to this place called Oktober Fest.buffet restaurant. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HOLD UP! before that, near the carousel.. there was this clock thing. then there was three figures. one is the QUEEN the other the PIPER and the last one the KING. ok. It was SO FREAKY.the king is cursed! We were like slightly far from the restaurant when the clock chimed. then the 3 figures popped out and started turning around. when we about to go in the restaurant, they finished and returned back to the original places. we were looking at them then me and my brother saw the king staring at us. WHILE TURNING. TURNING!! We were FREAKED OUT. lucky trena never see or else she might have bad dreams. we told her and she got scared too. anyways, WE ATE. buffet! udon, soba, ramen, bacon, sausage, tempura,seafood etc! yum! anyways, we were seated right infront of the stage! horrible i tell you! there was some bears, like in america, they have these dancing/talking bears or whatever animals. in this case, 4 bears and a lady.(fake lady OK?) and the first song was EDELWEISS! it was so horrible. fortunately me and trena brought our MP3. so we listened to it. sad, my brother no choice. HAHA. thinking of those bears make me sick. yucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; after that we went out(RAN AWAY FROM THE CURSED KING) and went to the toilet. then we went down to the arcade and took neoprints and etc. then we watched TV! we watched this show where contestants were cooks. then they made strawberry shortcakes(first stage) and made their own chocolate cakes based on their creativity and tastiness. (2nd stage) and then there was two chefs left. one who is 29 and the other who is 34 . they were supposed to make .. KRISTMASE CAKEE!(thats how the japanese pronounce CHRISTMAS CAKE) and it was so cool. the 29 year old one won! his cake was so nice. glass castle. edible glass. cool. they made figures of elves,reindeer,santa etc out of marzipan. the 34's cake was nice too though. then we watched this gameshow. contestants were supposed to fit through shapes(like V shape, Z, etc) and it was so funny! if they couldnt fit through they would be pushed into yellow water! yuck. but it was so HILARIOUS!  then we went to sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;day four! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FORGOT SORRY. remembered we went to EAT UP the NICEST RESTAURANT EVER! oh yeah, we were cooking udon noodles when this guy.. Choong Wen(abit like Galvin)came and said : you'll know it's cooked when you throw it on the wall and it sticks. uh, i said this back : why dont we try throwing it at your face and seeing if it sticks. him : OK. if it sticks it's cooked. man, this guy was weird. anyways, i loved that place! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;day five!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;snow rafting on banana boat! we three kids went twice! fun! very! love it!second time we hit the wooden pole. -.- last day in Hokkaido too. ;( but, however.. it was SNOWINGGGGGGGG!!! at the airport since our hotel was at the airport. it was snowing! heavily! we had a snow fight! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;day six and so on &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tokyo. raumen(they put it there) museum. ate at Mos Burger instead. with aisah who was waving at each and every Japanese Kid.(baby/toddler). -.- nice food. we also wrote on this board at the museum. next day went to Aeon shopping mall. bro had headache. -.- then after that we met at the entrance of Aeon Mall and guess what!? trena bought cheena-looking boots.LOL. haha. anything. OK. went to airport and yada yada went back to Singapore. watched Step Up and Udon! yums. will post pics if can insert USB cable or put the CD with all the photos in the computer. Seeyou! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116677164637013593?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116677164637013593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116677164637013593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116677164637013593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116677164637013593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-miss-japan-bad.html' title='i miss japan bad.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116631418555235934</id><published>2006-12-16T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T16:09:49.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAPAN&lt;3</title><content type='html'>HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;hey, i'm at Japan now! in the hotel's internet kiosk thingy typing this. trena and bryant are PLAYING UNO/CARDS. hmmm. dont feel like playing so i decided to use the dumb internet.&lt;br /&gt;JAPAN IS SOO COOL. ok, fine, not THAT cool. yesterday morning we left for Tokyo. it was snowing in Hokkaido! not just ONE FLURRY OF SNOW but alot of snow! ALOT of it. it was soo fluffy. HAHAHA.  hmmm. we had a snow fight and stuff. sticked out my tongue and caught some snowflakes! HAHA.OK. GTG. CYA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116631418555235934?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116631418555235934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116631418555235934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116631418555235934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116631418555235934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/japan3.html' title='JAPAN&lt;3'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116576004415427744</id><published>2006-12-10T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T06:14:04.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>im so excited.&lt;br /&gt;only a day 'til the Japan trip.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. my dad is gonna buy me the Samsung K5 MP3 player. (THANKS DAD.) ;D&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i cant bring it along.&lt;br /&gt;so sad. lol. so, instead im bringing my YEPP SAMSUNG MP3 PLAYER.&lt;br /&gt;it cant hold so many songs like the K5.&lt;br /&gt;its darned battery can only last like, AN HOUR.&lt;br /&gt;must be because i used lousy battery. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;oo. i uploaded 32 songs! yippee. OK. i'll soon be changing my URL, since its like, TOO LONG, so pardon me for asking you to hmm. RELINK.&lt;br /&gt;wont be blogging until the 17th of Dec!&lt;br /&gt;:D 11th-17th December&lt;br /&gt;HOKKAIDO&lt;3, HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;BYE SINGAPORE! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116576004415427744?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116576004415427744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116576004415427744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116576004415427744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116576004415427744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/yey.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116566394856796217</id><published>2006-12-09T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T03:32:29.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up, man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/366836/K5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/944367/K5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREWED UPPPP.&lt;br /&gt;ok, watched back-to-back episodes of Hannah Montana.&lt;br /&gt;my computer is screwed and so am i. OK maybe not alot.&lt;br /&gt;people, is the K5 Samsung MP3 player good?&lt;br /&gt;parents are confusingggggggg. very.&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad if i can have the discman and i got a down-right : dont want la..&lt;br /&gt;the discman costs $199.&lt;br /&gt;just now he shoved me this brochure. the K5 Samsung MP3 player brochure. IE. IT COSTS 300 ODD BUCKS . WTFFFF.&lt;br /&gt;it has..&lt;br /&gt;1. MUSIC(DOH)&lt;br /&gt;2. FM RADIO.&lt;br /&gt;3. PHOTO.(HUH?)&lt;br /&gt;4. ALARM.&lt;br /&gt;5.SETTINGS.&lt;br /&gt;i dont get it. what do they mean by PHOTO? getting this one might not be such a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the iPod's competitors put together have made only a small dent in its dominance. When will it occur to someone to fight innovation with innovation?&lt;br /&gt;Samsung's new YP-K5 adopts just this strategy.&lt;br /&gt;It's a music player, all right, of the Microsoft (Windows-only) persuasion. That is, it cannot play songs from Apple's online iTunes Store, but it does play songs you buy from any of the PlaysForSure online stores like Rhapsody, Napster or Yahoo Music.&lt;br /&gt;In the United States, The K5 costs $210 for a model containing 2 gigabytes of memory (about 500 songs' worth) or $260 for a 4-gig model. That is roughly $50 more each than the corresponding iPod nano models. Is Samsung out of its mind?&lt;br /&gt;No, because the K5 has a very big ace up its sleeve: built-in speakers.&lt;br /&gt;Held in your hand, the K5 looks like a black, triple-thick iPod nano (3.8 by 1.8 by 0.7 inches, or 9.7 by 4.6 by 1.8 centimeters). It turns out, though, that it is that thick for a reason: what looks like a shiny black slab is actually two slabs, ingeniously connected by a sliding hinge.&lt;br /&gt;When you push against the edge, the halves slip apart; the previously concealed bottom half reveals a silver speaker grille. At this moment, the K5's screen image rotates 90 degrees, so that the display is upright when you set the whole thing down on a desk or table.&lt;br /&gt;In that position, it looks like a cross between a teeny-tiny laptop and an itty-bitty boom box. Because that's what it is right now: a boom box. Now your music plays through these tiny speakers.&lt;br /&gt;The sound quality from the two 1-inch speaker cones will not exactly make you think you're sitting in Carnegie Hall. The bass, for example, wouldn't shake the rafters of a dollhouse. Even so, these are very good little 1-inch speakers there is enough power to fill a room with background music, for example.&lt;br /&gt;Now, you might wonder about this idea of adding speakers to an MP3 player. Isn't the whole iPod concept based on having a private sound bubble, playing your own personal music collection?&lt;br /&gt;But that is just the point. The K5 does not, in fact, share the iPod concept. It becomes something very different, a machine that tweaks the definition of the MP3 player. The menu system (Albums, Artists, Tracks, and so on) and basic circular four-button will seem familiar to iPod fans.&lt;br /&gt;But on the K5, there are no physical buttons at all. The controls instead are blue, glowing, touch-sensitive patches on the otherwise glossy, glassy, perfectly flat front panel. Along with the main menu, whose icons visibly morph from one to the next as you scroll through them, these illuminated buttons give the K5 a very cool, futuristic vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH COOL. ok. lol. just got a BIG FAT HAIRY problem staring me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT VERY LITTLE SONGS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;just hope i get any good player by monday afternoon. im leaving at night, til then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116566394856796217?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116566394856796217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116566394856796217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116566394856796217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116566394856796217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/screwed-up-man.html' title='screwed up, man.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116558533313245516</id><published>2006-12-08T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T05:42:18.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got nerve.</title><content type='html'>i've got nerve-hannah montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. i'm a little hyped after listening to that song over and over again. i'm also hyped because..&lt;br /&gt;1. ALGEBRA LESSONS ARE OFFICIALLY OVER UNTIL THE REST OF THE YEAR! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;2. ONLY THREE MORE DAYS AND I'LL BE FLYING OFFFFFFFFFFF! YEY!&lt;br /&gt;OK. despite those two things i also have a HUGE problem. IM SOOOOOOOO PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;ok. i want my discman! i confirmed! I WANT IT! I REALLY DO, I REALLY DO! i want the discman and i must well get the good brand instead of the shiet panasonic one! Sony has better music quality and it can last longer! urgh, i want the black sony one! NO FAIRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. IM DEAD PISSED LA.&lt;br /&gt;my dad said : "nowadays where got people use discman one?"&lt;br /&gt;me: " dunno.. i want my discman.."&lt;br /&gt;i just simply dont understand why my father INSISTS that i should get MP3 or MP4. urgh. people have different opinions! i just happen to think that discman is better. since my computer is soooooooo laggy, i thinkputting songs in the device is irritating. in the other hand, discman: just put the CD in and out, press a few buttons and IT WORKS! urgh. i want it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116558533313245516?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116558533313245516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116558533313245516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116558533313245516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116558533313245516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-got-nerve.html' title='i&apos;ve got nerve.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116542205075043361</id><published>2006-12-06T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:55:53.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUGHING AND SCREAMING HYSTERICALLY ROCKS.</title><content type='html'>ZOMGGG. this is such shocking news! i cant believe it! guess what!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;.WRONG! TRY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;fine. tell you :&lt;br /&gt;my friend has three guys liking her. i will not reveal the name unless you gimme 50 bucks. or else if i reveal the name she will "kill" me. one is a P4 guy, one is an ITE student and the last one is the most recent one. the last one- his codename is EW. LOL. ok fine. my friends codename is : SS. :D. OK. SS was telling me about EW and his confession( LAST TIME) yada yada. and then just yesterday she showed me her church pictures-showed me where EW was where the P4 guy was, blahs. and then i saw how he looked like and it reminded me of my tuition friend. the guy i knew was tall thin and from SSS and EW was like that. as my tuition was chinese i only knew that guy's chinese name. all i remembered was that his name had the chinese character : AN. then i asked SSwhat EW's chinese name was and she told me : Cheng An. and that name clicked. OMGGGGG. i knew who EW was! seriously, the person i caled retarded was my tuition friend. FREAKY. i was screaming and laughing hysterically. HAHAHAHAH. it's such a coincidence. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116542205075043361?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116542205075043361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116542205075043361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116542205075043361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116542205075043361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/laughing-and-screaming-hysterically.html' title='LAUGHING AND SCREAMING HYSTERICALLY ROCKS.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116541650265109056</id><published>2006-12-06T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:48:23.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOD FESTTTT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/535275/oreo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/370846/oreo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweetness in your ears! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/802861/donutsear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/761201/donutsear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;if only life would be as sweet as this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donut and oreo cookies earrings. SO CUTTEEEE. its like, really unique, but however if i buy it online, i dont have a savings acc(HEY. IM JUST A KID YOU KNOW!), and that person requires people to transfer money to her bank acc. woots. yeah i dont have an acc. HOW TO TRANSFER? siao. anyone i know offer to transfer and i'll give them the money! oo. can ask my mum! ;D heha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116541650265109056?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116541650265109056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116541650265109056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116541650265109056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116541650265109056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/food-festttt.html' title='FOOD FESTTTT.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116529217124667412</id><published>2006-12-04T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T20:16:12.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry, i dont speak vietnamese.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/53987/Xvector.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/249390/Xvector.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/639956/Xvector.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/246540/X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/703735/X.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, babeh. done my algebra HW alr. all about money, jackpot,I.O.Us' and Ah Longs'.&lt;br /&gt;played tennis after class yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"keep an eye on X", thats the pic. it looks nice. vector, done by christina and the real pic i got of deviantart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116529217124667412?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116529217124667412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116529217124667412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116529217124667412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116529217124667412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-sorry-i-dont-speak-vietnamese.html' title='i&apos;m sorry, i dont speak vietnamese.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116520712679443043</id><published>2006-12-03T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:38:47.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="410" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V7f07rrUcIM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V7f07rrUcIM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurt-christina. this video is really touching and i almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBfbnjjjdKw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBfbnjjjdKw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gavin degraw! follow through. love this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. ;D HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116520712679443043?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116520712679443043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116520712679443043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116520712679443043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116520712679443043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/zomg.html' title='zomg.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116520633942184941</id><published>2006-12-03T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:25:40.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.</title><content type='html'>lalala.  yeah, babeh! only a week more to my hokkaido trip! -hoots-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;thats what jackson in HANNAH MONTANA said while wearing a chicken suit. rico forced him to do it. HAHAHAHA. so funny. i love that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot. im going nuts! must be either :&lt;br /&gt;the obsession for the sony walkman, or..&lt;br /&gt;all the boredom has gone to my head. WOOTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116520633942184941?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116520633942184941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116520633942184941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116520633942184941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116520633942184941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/everybody-sing-everybody-dance.html' title='everybody sing, everybody dance, everybody try a chicken wing. HAHAHAHA.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116514614804811124</id><published>2006-12-03T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T03:42:28.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want for christmas is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/641950/sonywalkman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/607983/sonywalkman.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want for christmas is..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know yet.&lt;br /&gt;crumpler bag? even i want it that badly, right now its not so necessary.&lt;br /&gt;apple macbook? doubt i'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;walkman? one of the few choices.&lt;br /&gt;i asked my brother how much a walkman cost. he asked me to search it up. so i did. searched up Yahoo! and searched walkmans. SONY WALKMANS? is sony a good brand? i would say it was up for quite reasonable prices leh. about like, $50,$60 odd.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this! Sony D-NE10 CD Player! about $161.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The D-NE10 features long playback, exceptionally slim design and advanced functionality. Sony DSP technology has extended battery life to more than 85 hours utilizing one NH-14WM Rechargeable Battery and one "AA" battery. The thin aluminum and magnesium body is great for travel, and it looks good. But it's more than pretty; the D-NE10 supports ATRAC3plus, ATRAC3, MP3 and CD-R/RW formats. It can fit up to 490 songs on 1 CD-R/RW disc @ 48kbps, and the SonicStage Software makes it easy to manage your music library. Includes a Slim Stick Backlit Remote Control which gives you total control with just one finger.&lt;br /&gt;sounds good? im not sure. majority of the $50 odd walkmans have the type of ear-pieces that i dont like! URGHH. WTF. my computer is SCREWED. how come!? when i wanna look at the page, it scrolls up and down like SIAO. WTFFFFF. just hope i get the nice walkman.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? you ask, WHY i want a walkman. when im going to HOKKAIDO, JAPAN, i would rather listen to music than to stare into space doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. i want the walkman so i can listen to music. hope i get it. ANSWER ME!! IS SONY A GOOD BRAND? fei min says that, to her it isnt good. hmm. still wondering. its alr 7 VS 4. 7-crumpler; 4-walkman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116514614804811124?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116514614804811124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116514614804811124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116514614804811124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116514614804811124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is.html' title='all i want for christmas is..'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116507335728662645</id><published>2006-12-02T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T07:29:18.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/342605/chloedoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/821652/chloedoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hoots-. done with chloe's grad night doll. it doesnt really look like it as there isnt a nice white top in sight, besides the bikini. hmm. so, this one's top is nice, but theres a blue jacket over, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116507335728662645?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116507335728662645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116507335728662645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116507335728662645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116507335728662645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/hoots.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116506972660061711</id><published>2006-12-02T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T06:28:47.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>babies are cute. but weird.</title><content type='html'>wow. a long day. today went to the dentist to extract my darned tooth. then.. went to PP to buy stuff. woot. then after that went home and i watched HANNAH MONTANA! three rockin' episodes! then went swimming. then ate. then went home. so now im typing this. woot. i officially declare this : babies are cute. but weird. just now my mum talked to JAROD ont he phone. JAROD is my totally cute, and chubby toddler cousin. conversation was like this :&lt;br /&gt;mum : "hello? wheres mummy?"&lt;br /&gt;jarod : "BOOK! BOOK!"&lt;br /&gt;m : "ya i know you got book."&lt;br /&gt;j : "TAG! TAG!"&lt;br /&gt;um. i think thats too weird. haix. OK. nothing much. i just cant decide now.&lt;br /&gt;crumpler or walkman?&lt;br /&gt;yan ling thinks i should get an Ipod Nano. HAHA. i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;just simply : I CANT DECIDE.&lt;br /&gt;vote on my CBOX. ;DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116506972660061711?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116506972660061711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116506972660061711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116506972660061711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116506972660061711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/12/babies-are-cute-but-weird.html' title='babies are cute. but weird.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116495994337167780</id><published>2006-11-30T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:59:03.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah.</title><content type='html'>blah. not much people to spout nonsence to, since yee chun is at camp. sigh. reading THE SECRET DIARIES OF ADRIAN MOLE, from my brother, i took from his table, i'll finish reading it any moment now. hmm. 19 more posts before my 200th post. ;D yey.&lt;br /&gt;woot. i have short term memory. what did chloe wear during grad night? hm. im darn blur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116495994337167780?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116495994337167780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116495994337167780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116495994337167780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116495994337167780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/blah.html' title='blah.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116489487967250765</id><published>2006-11-30T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T05:54:40.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woot. OK. bored. very. i wanna watch Happy Feet. Mumble looks so cute when he was young. i mean it in the penguin way, of course. hmm. anyone wanna watch? ;(&lt;br /&gt;OK. woot. i cant wait to fly off to Hokkaido, Japan. it might be fun, it might not. all i know is our winter gear, I.E winter jacket, thermal wear, sweaters,jumpers etc. might make us look like marshmallow people. fat, pumped up. my winter jacket is like, yellow. puffed up. my fleece is pink, the one i used for Beijing. my sweaters? oo. turtle-necks.my scarf's like, a mix thing of blue, yellow, green etc. it adds colour to my clothes, thats what my mum says. my shoes! yey. its adidas, women. baby blue and white, and patches of black. winter socks. -cues alarm for SHAMINI SOCKS ALERT-. they are like, so nerdy. so high. but then again, mine is made of some furry material. my bro's made of cashmere and wool. so sad my bro hafta to wear the itchy ones, but i might lend him my furry ones. ;D but its pink. anyways, who cares, when our pants are gonna be covering it? hmm. my beanie! yey! i actually have two. one grey and one white, slightly butter yellow, with sequins, and its really furry! nice to touch! but my mum took my grey one. ;D my earmuffs are the bigger ver. of trena's. mines like, the pattern is camouflage type, but the colour is totally pink.(i got it for my beijing trip; my fleece was pink, so i got that in pink to match.) my mum says my type of muffs not easy to find alr.&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you about trena's winter closet. WOOT. baby pink here, a touch of dark pink there, here there EVERYWHERE. basically, its almost all pink. i dont know what colour her fleece is. her winter jacket's pink, puffed up too. dont know about her sweaters. her scarf is; i think black, white, dark pink. oh! when we went to parkway, Winter Wear, we digged the 50% messed up place and we found a couple of nice beanies! then she tried on this cool beanie, dark blue, white random patches of dark pink and white. quite nice. then i found this black and white beanie. not bad. but not nice enough ;D so we kept digging, and digging, and digging, and turning the whole place up. in the end she digged out my beanie! except it was like, much more stretchable and was pink colour. actually it was 15% off but someone placed it in the 50% place. HAHA. smart. next time anyhow dump it there! HAHA. so she got her beanie, my mum paid, and i got mine! ;D her shoes, i dont know what type. trena's earmuffs are smaller than mine, PINK. more pink! i dont really like pink, but since its HER overall theme colour, i dont care. ;DD haha. but everyone, is gonna look like marshmallows, all puffed up!! me and trena love our leather gloves. not cheap though. leather what. inside is like, really really really soft! so nice to touch! mine is black and pink, hers is maroon? i think. so so so so soft. tomorrow, the first of dec, then it would be only 11 more days to hokkaido!! YEY! actually i think it would be damn cold, im actually not totally hyped up about it, but i betcha on the night before we go to the airport, i wouldnt be able to sleep. even on the night before we went to CLUB MED BINTAN,(which rocked!), i couldnt sleep, even though it was only for like, three days and two nights. HAHA. so so so fun! haha. oh ya! my bro's winter gear is really weird? LOL. black winter jacket, dunno what fleece jacket, cool ski gloves, with totally cool hooks so it wont get lost. a couple of turtlenecks i guess. thermal wear, of course, his shoes are like mine, the adidas one, except the stripe colours. mine is baby blue, while his is metallic blue mixed with black. nice. WTF, he use kids size and i use adults size. PLUS, he is like, older than me. weird. hm. i love me and my brother's shoes!! they rock. ;D. let's go throught the details. ;D&lt;br /&gt;venue: hokkaido japan.&lt;br /&gt;when?:11th dec!&lt;br /&gt;who with?: my mum, my bro, aunty serene and trena.&lt;br /&gt;weather there?: DUH, after reading the above nonsence, of course you know it'd be winter! then? wear winter jacket during SUMMER? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i think i would be buying stuff back for people. like laura? LOL. amelia? dunno. see first. ;D shall do more candy-dolls to kill time. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116489487967250765?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116489487967250765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116489487967250765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116489487967250765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116489487967250765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/woot_30.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116487204429775866</id><published>2006-11-29T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:34:04.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grad night candy dolls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/207271/brendadoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/256487/brendadoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; um. fine. done with philene's doll. haix. bored after watching DUDE! WHERE'S MY CAR? on StarMovies so decided to do grad night candy-dolls. fine. this doll is like brenda, except i dont know what shoes she wore and the top is supposed to be white.&lt;br /&gt;shall do other people later. after tuition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116487204429775866?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116487204429775866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116487204429775866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116487204429775866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116487204429775866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/grad-night-candy-dolls.html' title='grad night candy dolls.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116485803628833674</id><published>2006-11-29T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:40:39.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/532418/philenedoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/439062/philenedoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh. philene candy-doll! sorry philene. the shirt no other colour so i got this light blue one. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116485803628833674?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116485803628833674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116485803628833674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116485803628833674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116485803628833674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116480980953601532</id><published>2006-11-29T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T06:16:49.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeechun and her weird sense of style.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/344843/realyeechundoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/560610/realyeechundoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she wore like, a zebra? LOL. looked something like that. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/800725/fakeuyeechundoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/420089/fakeuyeechundoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yee chun and her retarded sense of style! ;D this was what yee chun wore for grad night!KIDDING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116480980953601532?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116480980953601532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116480980953601532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116480980953601532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116480980953601532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/yeechun-and-her-weird-sense-of-style.html' title='yeechun and her weird sense of style.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116479612773761081</id><published>2006-11-29T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T02:28:48.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot. im weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/653662/winterdoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/146013/winterdoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another winter doll! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/492776/casualmixdoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/743724/casualmixdoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; casual mix again. this one is like, totally pink. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/819470/casualmixdoll2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/754162/casualmixdoll2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; casual mix candy doll. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i think im weird. i'm getting somehow addicted to this doll maker. yeah, i made yanling get addicted too. hmm.yey; me and samantha started the "doll maker craze" ;D HAHA, it makes me feel like im five. haha. hmm. i have a name for it. candy-doll? LOL. thats what i think. ;D YEY only a few more posts before my 200th post. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116479612773761081?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116479612773761081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116479612773761081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116479612773761081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116479612773761081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/woot-im-weird.html' title='woot. im weird.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116478126883539489</id><published>2006-11-28T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T22:21:09.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/647120/rachalldoll4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/127459/rachalldoll4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my winter one. uh, i like it? LOL. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/1600/128061/rachalldoll3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6207/2885/320/232936/rachalldoll3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohkay. my doll. haix. boredom reigns me. yikes! shall do one in winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHA. yee chun's computer somehow exploded; so i cant spout any nonsence to her.. well, so i can do doll maker again. im doing another one for yee chun since im so bored. i MIGHT make her look dumb, i might not make her look dumb. ;D of course, doing one for myself . again.&lt;br /&gt;fine. i decided to do my doll, this time with the long hair and a cap; the way i usually wear my hair, besides tying it into a ponytail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116478126883539489?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116478126883539489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116478126883539489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116478126883539489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116478126883539489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/la.html' title='la.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116472462488023989</id><published>2006-11-28T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T06:37:11.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doll maker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/1600/rachalldoll2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/320/rachalldoll2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my doll! i did this one in jeans this time. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/1600/yeechundoll2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/320/yeechundoll2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yee chun doll i made for her. mind the punctuation. in a hurry. dont blame me, chun. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116472462488023989?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116472462488023989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116472462488023989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116472462488023989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116472462488023989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/doll-maker.html' title='doll maker.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116471944035410213</id><published>2006-11-28T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T05:10:43.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woot. my cbox is empty, because i refreshed it. obvious, you know.&lt;br /&gt;i watched Kim Possible that movie thing, you know where ron and kim dance together, y'know? haha, well, its the one with the song. could it be. i like that song. its nice. haha.&lt;br /&gt;wow.i.am.talking.with.a.million.dots. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116471944035410213?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116471944035410213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116471944035410213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116471944035410213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116471944035410213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/woot.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116469663622757114</id><published>2006-11-27T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:50:36.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dollmakerisretarded.</title><content type='html'>right. thats doll maker. bored.to.death.now.so.im.doing.doll.maker. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/1600/yeechundoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/320/yeechundoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahaha, i made this one look like yee chun. sorry chun i made you look retarded. ;D especially with that retarded flying cat. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/1600/rachalldoll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/320/rachalldoll.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK. i dressed this one like MEMEMEMME. ;D i like everything. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/1600/trenadoll.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/320/trenadoll.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; uh, i dressed this candy-doll to the liking of my cousin, trena, HAHA. i like the boots! i mean, this is supposedly in winter. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116469663622757114?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116469663622757114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116469663622757114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116469663622757114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116469663622757114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/dollmakerisretarded.html' title='dollmakerisretarded.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116460159477883004</id><published>2006-11-26T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:26:35.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant take this any longer.</title><content type='html'>i totally cant take this any longer. shall blog about a particular person who invaded my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;warning to all  : no offense shall be taken. this is what i call anger. mind the vugarities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;someone invaded my life. she copied whatever i did, although not EVERYTHING. i want to call this person a bitch. no, its not my mum. no, not my brother.  i dont want to mention it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets assume this person's name is : HD. well, HD. OK? fine. i say, some people say they arent copying me, but they are doing it.  i dont know why she chose me to copy. am i THAT great? NO. there are better people to copy than me! i found out she copied me; because..&lt;br /&gt;1. she copied me(a little) by using my OHKAY.    DAMN THAT &lt;a href="mailto:!Q@!#$#$"&gt;!Q@!#$#$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. she copied my phrase : hand itching to &lt;a href="mailto:blog.DAMN!!@#@$#%"&gt;blog.     DAMN THAT !!@#@$#%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. when we watched Hannah Montana; when i laughed she ALSO LAUGHED. i can actually tell she's trying to copy.&lt;br /&gt;4. when we were walking to SSC. when i stopped walking to talk to my aunty, SHE ALSO STOP. (keep walking LA.)&lt;br /&gt;anyone care to try? damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;what happened--&gt; this was the worse.&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i was just sleeping peacefully. thinking about how great the day is gonna be without HER(see her everyday damn sian leh). then a few moments later..&lt;br /&gt;someone lifted my blanket. OMFGZ. i opened my eyes. saw her face. omfgz. damn it! covered myself with blanket again. she somehow saw my cup of water(that i was drinking at night) on my bedside table and SHE POURED THE COLD, BLOODY CUP OF WATER ON ME. i was thinking : DAMN YOU. pissed, i covered myself with the blanket. THEN SHE LIFTED THE BLANKET AND POURED AGAIN. WTF. fuming with anger, i yelled : DONT YOU KNOW ITS DAMN RUDE TO POUR WATER ON SOMEONE WHEN THEY ARE STILL ASLEEP? victory. she left the room. when i said : if i cant wake up, splash my FACE with the water. the previous night when i was sleeping over at her house, I SAID : SPLASH MY FACE. FACE. FACE. its really rude OK! and plus she made eeyore wet. and when he's wet; he is NOT nice to touch. ASSHOLE! i'm really pissed. cant you get out of my life? i'm pissed. really. when i'm pissed; you wont like me. CARE TO TRY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116460159477883004?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116460159477883004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116460159477883004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116460159477883004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116460159477883004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cant-take-this-any-longer.html' title='i cant take this any longer.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116425948455855860</id><published>2006-11-22T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:24:44.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE RESULTS.</title><content type='html'>omfgz. i dont know. am i overjoyed? i expected something much more lower(dont call me negative) but i got 2 _ _! omfgz. the highest in my school-266-christine. highest in the year-281.&lt;br /&gt;i got an A for english,A for chinese,B for maths(YEY), and B for science! AABB.yey. i beat sarah. we always get around the same. ;D i think. okay,cyas. oh yeah. amanda cried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116425948455855860?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116425948455855860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116425948455855860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116425948455855860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116425948455855860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/psle-results.html' title='PSLE RESULTS.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116419295713127489</id><published>2006-11-22T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:56:08.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI. IM ON A BAKING MARATHON. ;D&lt;br /&gt;yesterday-me and trena baked blueberry muffins. it at first looked like lumpy PUKE. but then we baked it and it turned out nice. ;D yumm.&lt;br /&gt;today-PSLE results is tomorrow. actually everyone's freaking out, but i feel jumpy. LOL. never mind that. today we baked cookies. our first batch, we put the gummies and choc and marshmallows and ETC and put it to bake but THEN THE THINGS MELTED. OMFGZ. so we scraped it. omfgz. so we did batch TWO. we baked it, it got burnt(only some cookies) so we disguised it with choc syrup. batch three too. then the last batch aunty baked it and NO FAIR it wasnt hard. it was damn soft. but plain. OK. now we're bored . ;D cyas.&lt;br /&gt;playing maggie market. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116419295713127489?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116419295713127489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116419295713127489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116419295713127489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116419295713127489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116399291601549338</id><published>2006-11-19T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:21:56.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/1600/StepUP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6207/2885/320/StepUP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyeah! ;D um, my internet=loco.msn=loco.&lt;br /&gt;SO, i couldnt blog ;D i love blogging. anyways.. i shall blog now! ;D&lt;br /&gt;last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;some P6s' cried. i mean, we were breaking free from primary school(FINALLY). but that also meant we would be seperating from all our friends. but anyways there was a last and final mass at our old school. actually quite sad this building where i spent 6 years at, was gonna be DEMOLISHED. ;( anyways, after the mass everyone went to the holding school. Yu neng. not feng shan, BTW. then we P6s' walked around the school. wows, it was really pathetic. i would say my school's classrooms are much more bigger! the classrooms there=PATHETIC.so small! the hall is also really small, and is on the second floor. nerissa didnt want to tour around the school so i followed yee chun :D then we went to this single stairway. then we went up. OMFGZ. it was like, really freaky. very ghostly, i would say. anyways, after school i had a really difficult time finding the main gate. finally i found it. and saw amelia at the bus stop. we took MRT to Bugis. took neoprints(MY FIRST EVER BATCH) and we checked out the movies. not nice. so we went to TM and century and yada yada checked the movies. so we watched Step Up. then after that we took another batch of neoprints, and then we went to the arcade cuz amelia wanted to play Daytona. -.- the racing car thing. anyways OMFGZ. i saw : Jacinta and company,(they asked me to look up and i did so and they SCREAMED : HELLO!)Angelica,Michelle,Amanda and Steph Chua. OMFGZ. steph chua was doing para para! so i just walked briskly AWAY. anyways, step up was OK la. it was sad when Skinny died. but it was his fault. he stole the car. ;D anyways after that went home. nothing. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;went to get Winter stuff for Hokkaido Trip. also Cousin's bday. have gathering. trena(MY COUSIN,DUH)slept over. at 2 AM, WE STILL COULDNT SLEEP! omfgz. haha until my aunty come in the room and scolded us, it was then we slept. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;went to get MORE winter clothes! ;D trena slept over another day. :D we went down to drink milk and to eat Seaweed. muahaha. ;D then we went back to the room.. hmm. then we talked until we slept. ;D until 7AM when the alarm clock rang it refused to stop and i had to wake up to off ittt. OK.&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;HIHI. piano. going TAKA with trena and my mum! can eat pepper lunch. ;D&lt;br /&gt;IMA LIFE BLOGGER. CYAS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116399291601549338?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116399291601549338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116399291601549338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116399291601549338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116399291601549338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/yeah.html' title='yeah?'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116367940864136804</id><published>2006-11-16T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:16:48.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!</title><content type='html'>HIHI. oh, today i didnt go to school.prize giving. totally nothing to do. ;D&lt;br /&gt;CYA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116367940864136804?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116367940864136804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116367940864136804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116367940864136804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116367940864136804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello_16.html' title='HELLO!'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27403279.post-116359558875175740</id><published>2006-11-15T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T04:59:49.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring. very.</title><content type='html'>HELLO. HILOO.&lt;br /&gt;OK. today we went to the lab one to edit the video. wow. i almost had to do everything. what do you think i am?  A MAID!? well, i practically DLed all the songs. woot. me and chun chun editted the first part! the second was the rest. ohkay, is this an inside joke? how come hazel speaks to me? HUH? frankly, i think even though we're not besties; we can be friends. truthfully i'm quite glad that we can talk or else it feels weird.. same thing like on tuesday, i called clara but she was still busy doing this "wind screen-wipers" thing with zoey. then * saw me. she rolled her eyes."WTF? wah lao. think what ah? i like to see your black face meh?"i muttered under my breath.&lt;br /&gt;"CLARA!CLARA!OEI!OEI!" i yelled.&lt;br /&gt;she still was wiping the window. "wow, the windows must've been exceptionally dirty today." i thought sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;"some people, are apparently deaf!" i said out loud.&lt;br /&gt;wow, i was THAT pissed to go and "critisize" you, but i am THAT pissed.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, how come people are like that? to all people in the CLIQUE NINE : i know something. if you guys cant stand a person, its not very nice to actually kick her out of the group. i'm not getting back at you for being mean at me, or kicking me out, but this is for your own good. even though i'm not in your group, i know i should be minding my own business. but i totally wanna tell you. its not very nice to roll your eyes at someone, or whatever. its really rude.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm really pissed. imean,really.seriously.pissed off like crazy. fei min told me in the morning since i was in the CE6 classroom; she told me this: go la, rachall. already the few last days of school.. come on, you cant be a loner anymore. dont hide. go out there and make friends with them again. OK. she said SOMETHING like that.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, fei min, i totally want to listen to your advice. but how can i do that. with people rolling their eyes when i come near them.. with them bitching around making so much chaos.. i dont know. im pissed(again). OK. i should stop this. truthfully majority of the people in Clique Nine are nice.. teresa, clara, sarah, abigail, hazel.. they are nice. i mean it. OK. um.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go link people. chloe, jasmine, and more people. ;D  cyas. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27403279-116359558875175740?l=foolyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/116359558875175740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27403279&amp;postID=116359558875175740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116359558875175740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27403279/posts/default/116359558875175740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolyourself.blogspot.com/2006/11/tiring-very.html' title='tiring. very.'/><author><name>memoirsuntold</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05233642964905769178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
