<?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-5983066964818860570</id><updated>2012-02-09T06:09:01.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yourstokee-p.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-1862222836854425851</id><published>2009-08-23T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:25:53.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Hello all, i've decided to change url again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Therefore, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yourstokee-p&lt;/span&gt;.blogspot.com will no longer be in use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;New blog is privated, only certain people are invited.&lt;br /&gt;Relink at &lt;a href="http://l-oveknockedown.blogspot.com/"&gt;L-oveknockedown&lt;/a&gt;. Thankyouverymuch! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-1862222836854425851?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/1862222836854425851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-all-ive-decided-to-change-url.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/1862222836854425851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/1862222836854425851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-all-ive-decided-to-change-url.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-4476539727450495204</id><published>2009-08-19T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T05:02:59.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of our love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SoviFzANQYI/AAAAAAAABEI/KAz4NxUbJeo/s1600-h/DSC00841%28edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SoviFzANQYI/AAAAAAAABEI/KAz4NxUbJeo/s320/DSC00841%28edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371635569787748738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hi dumbtards, back to start with the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School&gt; Common-test&gt; English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was feeling down in the morning, cause i miss (sixth) alot out of a sudden. Was hoping to see him in the morning, but didn't get to do so. O: Went to meet dear Kokokrunch at 107 to slack/talk till school was about to start. She thought that i cheered up because of her. Actually, i cheered up because i saw that "cute-cute" guy from Damai. Hahaha, thickskin bitch! *winks* Assembly, and followed by Common-test. I'm sure to either fail it or just a borderline pass, cause i've forgotten all the very important points, xzxz. O: Free period again for English! *jumps around* Emmie Aryani never come school for three days already, hope and pray hard that she has already died. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Elective Geography&gt; Recess&gt; Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got back last last week's Elective Geography test. How can i not be satisfied with an A2? *show-off* ^^ Recess time, went to find Zhong Ting to help Claire Ahkumnut2 borrow F&amp;amp;N book. He forgot to bring his one, then had to borrow Jason's one. LOL! Went to find Valerie in class, then went backgate tghtr to wait for Claire Ahkumnut2. Mathematics lesson afterthat, hardcore boring! O: Sat at the back of class with Fiona, watched/listened to how Haikal and Azim entertain each other. Had surprise Mathematics test during second period, confirm gone case. *sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Social Studies&gt; Lunch&gt; Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had to copy hell alot of notes for Social Studies. Too tired to go anywhere except visit the toilet during lunch time, stayed back in class to take a short nap/listen music. Nancy came in to relief Chinese class, wanted to skip again so can go home early. But come to think of it, me and Valerie just got scolded by Mr Sari for skipping yesterday's lesson.. So no choice, stayed back in class to talk with Fiona, and self-entertained by using Marc's phone. And, me thinks that touch-screen phone is awesome. *winks* Went home with Fiona afterthat, and home sweet home. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(Sixth)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Can't deny the fact that I still miss you alot, but there's nothing that I can actually do. Seeing you would remind me of all the things that we've done together. The times when you tried ways to get my attention, when I pretended to ignore you. The little tricks you did, just to hold my hand for the very first time. When you covered my eyes, and make me guess what's the next surprise. When I sleep/lie in your arms, and you'll whisper "I love you" into my ears. The never-ending conversations that goes on everyday, from morning till night. When you pull me close to you, and then our lips would touch. It's the small little things that you've done, that makes me remember you dearly. And, it's because of those small little things that you've done, that makes me miss you badly. But still, I'm glad that you're once mine. Glad too, that at least we didn't end our story with quarrels, but a goodbye kiss instead. If only time could rewind back to the 6th June, I'll let you know how much i missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-4476539727450495204?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/4476539727450495204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-of-our-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/4476539727450495204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/4476539727450495204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-of-our-love.html' title='Memories of our love.'/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SoviFzANQYI/AAAAAAAABEI/KAz4NxUbJeo/s72-c/DSC00841%28edit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-6468715220650514627</id><published>2009-08-16T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T06:25:33.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SogIxn3fQ8I/AAAAAAAABDw/PnJxZpfUfdE/s1600-h/DSC00841%28edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SogIxn3fQ8I/AAAAAAAABDw/PnJxZpfUfdE/s320/DSC00841%28edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370552204247647170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all, much apologise for not updating blog regularly. Me am very lazy, can't help it. *winks* Nothing much happened recently, all have been going well. Me have been spending time with Rena, Claire, Valerie and etc. It's hardcore awesome and wonderful, especially when you have a friend who pronounces "SI-XIAN" as "SIX-IAN", and that can make you laugh from one mall to another. Right Claire? My super duper dearest "Ahkum nutnut/nut2"! *hearts* Shall summarize what i've done these few days, to keep it short and sweet. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&gt; Shopping/lunch with cousin &amp;amp; Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&gt; Skipped school, went shopping/lunch with Rena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&gt; Hair-cut with Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, i don't know what's into me and Ahkum nut2's brain, xzxz. We had the urge to get bangs, and yes, we went to get our hair-cut done today. Now that i look more childish/kiddish (Claire says), and that she looks older (Claire's friend says). Regret much, and i can't wait for my hair to grow naosss. *insert sad faces*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-6468715220650514627?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/6468715220650514627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-shoppinglunch-with-cousin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/6468715220650514627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/6468715220650514627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/08/thursday-shoppinglunch-with-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SogIxn3fQ8I/AAAAAAAABDw/PnJxZpfUfdE/s72-c/DSC00841%28edit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-6824753161957370316</id><published>2009-08-04T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T03:27:39.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No doubt, i still do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SngNDD8vIxI/AAAAAAAABAI/OHoLkcOnz9I/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SngNDD8vIxI/AAAAAAAABAI/OHoLkcOnz9I/s320/DSC00613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366053302262768402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kokokrunch was warned by her parents not to leave the school, and also cause the school cleaner/auntie was at the backgate taking down names, therefore didn't get to meet Kokokrunch at 107 to slack before going in school. *insert sad face* She waited for me at the backgate instead, then went to the canteen to talk/drink etc. Wanted to report sick when lessons start, cause me am having sore throat since the moment i woke up. *insert sad face* But didn't, cause i don't know what to do when i get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;POA&gt; Biology.&lt;br /&gt;Was restless during POA. Asked for permission to the toilet, but went walking rounds around the school with Fiona. Me am ultra happy when POA lessons ended, cause don't have to keep hearing those "ask-people-to-pay-attention" lines from Mr LimLiangHee. ^^ Followed by Biology which was not much of a difference, compared to free periods. *insert happy face* Was listening to Yulu talk about how hot/rich/caring her current crush is. And, how filthy rich her ex boyfriends were. Jealous x1234567890.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recess&gt; Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in class to sleep/talk rubbish with Valerie. Proceeded to the canteen with her when Upper Secondary recess ended. Cause we're punished to do canteen duty till Friday, as we're caught by Mr Sari for eating in class yesterday. *middle finger in his face* Wanted to give the duty a miss, but Valerie was afraid we'll be called out the next morning during assembly. But when we went to report after much consideration, Mr TeoChaiLai say we're late, therefore we'll have to start duty from tmr, and duty extended for one week. *middle finger in his face* After that, instead of going back to class, Valerie and me skipped Chinese and went for recess with the Lower Secondary ones. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Physics&gt; Lunch&gt; Mathematics&gt; English.&lt;br /&gt;Studied like wtf for Physics, end up come out easy like shit. *roll eyes* Got scolded by the self-claim "Ahbeng form-teacher" Mr TanYangHui for being noisy in class with others, when i was doing my work quietly. *middle finger in his face* LOL. English lesson = Havoc in class. Alot of people kept on making noises to irritated EmmieAryani, till some got chased out of class, hahaha. Wrote introduction, watched the shit nonsense video, then ended school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slacked around school area&gt; Homed.&lt;br /&gt;Skipped the UNSW test with Valerie, caused alot of them weren't going. Went to buy drink/tibits with Valerie, then went to the playground to talk/play. Walked around and went to another playground to play with the spinning thing. Tired of playing, so both of us then headed to pick Brother up from his childcare. Bought sweets etc, then send Valerie to the bus stop, then homed. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-6824753161957370316?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/6824753161957370316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-doubt-i-still-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/6824753161957370316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/6824753161957370316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-doubt-i-still-do.html' title='No doubt, i still do.'/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SngNDD8vIxI/AAAAAAAABAI/OHoLkcOnz9I/s72-c/DSC00613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-5195454328005985672</id><published>2009-07-30T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:34:30.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps i'm better off without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SnGTEYmra5I/AAAAAAAABAA/T9oJ4Wu5Z24/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SnGTEYmra5I/AAAAAAAABAA/T9oJ4Wu5Z24/s320/DSC00591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364230334708411282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi, i'm very sorry for not updating like nearly a month. Wireless mouse has been confiscated by Mum, and she won't be returning to me till i don't know when. However, kind Claire has already lend me her spare mouse. Me love Claire to the ultra max! *winks* Oh! Before i start blogging on yesterday and today, do re-add me on my second account, as i've deleted the previous one. &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.friendster.com/cocokickass"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;! And, don't ask me to use Facebook, cause me doesn't want to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to school as usual, but Valerie wasn't around, cause she was too lazy to wake up. Wtf xzxz! Lessons were boring until i kept running out of the class with Fiona. Slacked with Kokokrunch, Marcus and Ahboon. Hahaha, Ahboon sounds ahpek, but heard that that's how people call him. And, Ahboon's standard line is "What is this, man!" LOL. ^^ Couple skipped lesson, then me went to slack with her and looked for Joseph. After school &gt; Oral &gt; Meet Claire. And, she went to NTUC to kope cat food. After meeting Claire &gt; Pasir ris tuition &gt; Homed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, meet Kokokrunch. Lessons as per normal, but boring like no tmr. Elective Geography lesson was the best. Air-con + listen to TeoChaiLai talk about his NS life/Smoking and etc = Not much lesson taught. Got sabo(ed) twice by someone, cause someone told (insertname) that i said i wanted (insertname)'s number. (insertname) asked me and i said no, though i wanted. LOL. (insertname) is seriously very cute. *melts* ^^ After school &gt; Lunched with Mum &gt; Homed. That's all. Me will be back perhaps tmr or Saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-5195454328005985672?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/5195454328005985672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-im-very-sorry-for-not-updating-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/5195454328005985672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/5195454328005985672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-im-very-sorry-for-not-updating-like.html' title='Perhaps i&apos;m better off without you.'/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SnGTEYmra5I/AAAAAAAABAA/T9oJ4Wu5Z24/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-8591384062438315388</id><published>2009-07-03T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T06:03:24.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/Sk3-EmoM1qI/AAAAAAAAA_g/hCCxfYwGEu8/s1600-h/DSC00448%28Edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/Sk3-EmoM1qI/AAAAAAAAA_g/hCCxfYwGEu8/s320/DSC00448%28Edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354214887055480482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say hi to my (hot) boyfriend. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi, i removed the contents again, cause i find it ridiculous. Limbu promise to blog tmr, be back again soon. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-8591384062438315388?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/8591384062438315388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-all-me-have-been-doing-for-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/8591384062438315388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/8591384062438315388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-all-me-have-been-doing-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/Sk3-EmoM1qI/AAAAAAAAA_g/hCCxfYwGEu8/s72-c/DSC00448%28Edit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-5408602284451452983</id><published>2009-06-28T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:54:26.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkdL06M94nI/AAAAAAAAA-4/XGRT_z5zhdg/s1600-h/DSC00305%28Edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkdL06M94nI/AAAAAAAAA-4/XGRT_z5zhdg/s320/DSC00305%28Edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352330054502048370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your's truly was such a good girl, cause me completed most of my E-learning homework. Except for Chinese, Geography and Social Studies. Me don't want to be punished by teacher when school reopens. Oh well, got myself a new pair of school shoes and perfume. I smell nice okay. *winks* The thought of waking up so early for school makes me feel irritated. )(*&amp;amp;^%$#@! Shall go to bed early tonight, cause i must wake up early tmr morning, hoping to catch the same bus as "6th". Me wonders if "6th" would still remember me, and remember what happened exactly three weeks ago. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, last night me went to find cousins at Granny's place in the night. Me and cousin got so irritated and keep laughing at one bird face Taiwan singer, while watching the tv. His mouth is ji big yi xia! But the more me look at his bird face, the more me like him ley! Click this url &gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0gHRwT1WPc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0gHRwT1WPc&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt; to see how cute he is. *jumps around* Slack awhilewhile, then went home around 11plus, and then off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so hard to even have a nice talk with you. Where did the promise you once made went to? You told me you won't be like other guys who took my love for granted. I trust you, i really gave you all my trust. But what you've been doing, really dissapointed me, badly. It feels like you only remember me when you're alone or feeling bored. It's as if when you have your brothers around, you would forget about me. Whether or not am i still the first, you know it very well yourself. I know you're jealous about the guys on friendster, and i've stopped approving their comments, because i don't want to make you sad. How about you? Can't you do the same for my sake? One chance after another. There's a limit to everything, me won't give in anymore. Don't dissapoint me any further, hun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-5408602284451452983?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/5408602284451452983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/5408602284451452983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/5408602284451452983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkdL06M94nI/AAAAAAAAA-4/XGRT_z5zhdg/s72-c/DSC00305%28Edit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-3857686810890385893</id><published>2009-06-27T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:01:05.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkWq_AxksNI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/gw6K3O-euvc/s1600-h/5146_1119262755244_1637294569_283315_2470260_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkWq3JRydQI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/JHo1rCYhXx4/s320/DSC00417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351871596559758594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkWszVWWRaI/AAAAAAAAA-o/vCyuHS1ujkc/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkWszVWWRaI/AAAAAAAAA-o/vCyuHS1ujkc/s320/DSC00419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351873730103887266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Me am very tanned right now, and my shoulders/face is very ulta red.&lt;br /&gt;*cry until flood* (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me edit this post like umpteen times. Okay, me summarize everything, cause lazy to elaborate and list everything down. Yesterday was the 9th Inter-school Dragonboat Competition at Marina Barrage. Me met Claire to get shades &gt; Rush to school &gt; Marina Barrage &gt; Race/Play &gt; Prize Presentation (Silver for 10 crew race &amp;amp; Bronze for 20 crew race) &gt; Trained to Tampines Mall &gt; Met Claire, Wee Kian and Ah John for dinner &gt; Walked around &gt; Cabbed home with Claire &gt; Tired like alibabachickenmama. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chianhui from 2N2 is a bitch, me hate her like alibabachickenmama. According to (insertname), she copied Emily, and named herself Emily too. Then, (insertname) gave me her msn. Her msn is &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.blogger.com/yukiko192@hotmail.com"&gt;yukiko192@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. No sense of originality at all. She cries like a baby that's newly born. In the past, me and Qianning merely called her and talked loudly at her, she started crying, and her Dad wanted to report us to Mdm Tay. ME SO SCARED THAT ME PEED ON MY PANTS. *middle finger in her face* Like Father like Daughter, own daughter at fault, still want complain us? What a joke hur! And, me haven't forget "6th", and me passed by her profile and saw the disgusting comments she gave "6th". Me am boiling ultra hot, wait till i see you when school reopens, bitch. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-3857686810890385893?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/3857686810890385893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-am-very-tanned-right-now-and-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/3857686810890385893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/3857686810890385893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-am-very-tanned-right-now-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkWq_AxksNI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/gw6K3O-euvc/s72-c/5146_1119262755244_1637294569_283315_2470260_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-330637146720561826</id><published>2009-06-25T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T04:06:38.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only memories left.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkNRBDCdlgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/G82fvX08QvI/s1600-h/DSC00045%28Edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkNRBDCdlgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/G82fvX08QvI/s320/DSC00045%28Edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351209860683634178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me feel so irritated keeping everything to myself, therefore this would turn out to be wordy ok! Skip this if you don't wanna go blind after reading. ^^ Me am super lazy to even touch that booklet of holiday homework given to me, before school holiday started. I am so lazy to use my brains to think of how to do the quiz on E-learning, therefore me used tikam one. But, tikam until very bored, lazy to tikam, so only completed two subjects. Me promised momma to revise during the holidays, but looks like i haven't touched any of the textbooks. The plan i made for holidays to buck up and study hard, is a total bunch rubbish. Me failed badly, terrbily. I'm sucha dissapointment to Momma &amp;amp; Daddy. *cry until flood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, i dislike people who promise me things, and end up break promises. *roll eyes* Very dissapointed in ***. *** promised me he won't be like those who took my love for granted, but looks like, there's not much difference. Don't tell me i'm first in your heart, when i'm not. Don't tell me i'm your one and only, i don't take that, really. Don't show me your attitudes when you're angry, don't ask me for another chance, after one another. Tell me since when i negelcted you when i'm with my friends? You can go and date your brothers instead, and forget about making me your girlfriend, cause you don't need it. Mark my words, when i said it's the last chance. Don't take me for granted, don't regret when i turn nasty. I have more than enough, there's a limit to everything. But fret not, i still love you alot ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24 June, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went for CCA in the noon, rushed to school with Jieyi and we're freezing cold cause it was drizzling a lil' bit. Last session of Dragonboat training, seems like everyone really gave in their all. Timing improved, compared to Sunday's one. ^^ Drenched inside out after back to school. Went to shower with Siying, and then headed to meet my lovely Xiaodor. She knew i would be lazy to buy the fbt shorts, so she bought it for me, although she was having a high fever. Ji touched yi xia! *hearts* Slacked awhile, have fever, she still smoked like no tmr. Ji gou li yi xia! Very tempting one ley, but since so long never touch already, then don't want. ^^ Waited for bus, then she accompanied me for tuition. Talked alot on the bus, didn't know she in school so tok kong one. She calls teacher dogs, even in school. Number 1 hero of Telok Kurau Secondary ah she! *winks* ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me body aching all over, and tmr's the Dragonboat competition. Marina Barrage again, the thought of being under the sun makes me..... *faint* Me is super tanned alr can. And me finally can have dinner with someone me xiang alot alot tmr! Who else except my dear Claire? Hohoho. Someone cancelled her outing with boyfriend, for the sake of me ley.. Ji touched yi xia! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-330637146720561826?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/330637146720561826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/only-memories-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/330637146720561826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/330637146720561826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/only-memories-left.html' title='Only memories left.'/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SkNRBDCdlgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/G82fvX08QvI/s72-c/DSC00045%28Edit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-936325195648222103</id><published>2009-06-21T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:34:13.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/Sj4ljM6zu6I/AAAAAAAAA6g/oHTRaLy9wTA/s1600-h/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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I'm very burnt right now, badly burnt. Just three trainings ago, i was the fairest as i didn't attend cca for 6 months. But right now, after the three trainings, your's truly is the red(est) and tanned one. *CRY UNTIL FLOOD* How sad huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PUB invitation, dragon-boat race today at Marina Barrage. Woke up very early to prepare and gave Dad his Father's Day present. Sucha good girl right! Met with the rest of Canoeist at backgate, then headed to Marina Barrage. Me first time there ley! Don't laugh, i'm not the only one ok. There was alot of people down there, and the weather was hot like crap. My feets were burning hot, i tell you. Waste time until the race started. We're like 4 miliseconds away from being the first place, wasted right.. Nevermind lah, second also not bad ley. ^^ After race, waited for the prize presentation thing, then went to Sakae Sushi at Marina Square to settle our lunch/dinner. All hungry like mad, how pathetic. All went home afterthat. Visiting Marina Barrage for dragon-boat race next Friday again. I suppose i'm gonna be even more badly burnt, compared to now. *CRY UNTIL FLOOD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your's truly would probably be giving Canoeing a miss tmr morning. Someone accompany me go get a pair of shades for next Friday, and a new pair of fbt shorts as i gave mine to Jieyi ok! Oh well, i was just reminded by some people that school's starting rather soon, yet my homework is still left untouched. How great? Alright, till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-936325195648222103?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/936325195648222103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-week-hun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/936325195648222103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/936325195648222103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-week-hun.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/Sj4ljM6zu6I/AAAAAAAAA6g/oHTRaLy9wTA/s72-c/DSC00402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-3025574398134097498</id><published>2009-06-20T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:34:22.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjzODqmp8II/AAAAAAAAA5w/3rNalRXhKik/s1600-h/DSC00045%28Edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjzODqmp8II/AAAAAAAAA5w/3rNalRXhKik/s320/DSC00045%28Edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349377019780657282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;123456789 days since i haven't blogged. Been busy and tired these few days. I swear i'm badly burnt after attending two sessions of Canoeing. I'm red and tanned right now. *cry until flood* Before i start anything, i want to talk about something that has been irritating me for a long time. Firstly, i don't like people to add me on msn/friendster without a proper picture. Secondly, those unknowns keeps on spamming and talking and asking things, when i told them repeatedly that i'm not free. Thirdly, they talk to me like as if they're my bestfriend or what-so-ever, as if they know me upside down, inside out. To these type of people, i can't be bothered to even reply them on msn. *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up very early, bombed Claire's phone, but she haven't wake up. End up, didn't get to meet her at all. Me xiang her like mad. *cry until flood* Picked Brother to find Mum in the noon, then took a bus to Parkway. The bus was rather packed, and the aunties rushed up the bus and a few stepped on my shoes. From shiny shiny, let them step until dirty. Wtf! Met Wee Kian and his friend afterthat. Then moment i looked at Wee Kian, me was thinking "Omg, his ear enlarge until so big, super erxin. Angkong.. He looks scary, do i say hi back to him?" I feel so innocent beside him and his friend ok. I'm sucha good girl, what to do? *hao lian* Walked rounds to look for Dad's present. And Wee Kian's friend stepped on a few $50 notes you know! Omg right.. Wanted to take, but didn't, good kids. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Giant to get the fbt shorts. Me laughed like (i can't find word to describe), cause of the two of them. Bought our stuffs and then went off, wanted to go home by bus. But Wee Kian refuse to take bus/mrt, cause wherever he goes, he only takes cab. Rich ahbeng ley! Though i insisted on taking a bus, but he still made me take cab with him and his friend. Homed afterthat, with bagssss of clothes and new slippers. *contented* Your's truly has to report to school's backgate at 9.30am for the Dragon-boat competition thing. So.... be back again soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-3025574398134097498?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/3025574398134097498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/sixth-of-june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/3025574398134097498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/3025574398134097498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/sixth-of-june.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjzODqmp8II/AAAAAAAAA5w/3rNalRXhKik/s72-c/DSC00045%28Edit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-7750994967383991548</id><published>2009-06-13T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:34:33.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjSH288nk_I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/8dkR8OF7syw/s1600-h/DSC00366%28edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjSH288nk_I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/8dkR8OF7syw/s320/DSC00366%28edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347048035738686450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's been exactly a week, how have you been? I still miss you, more than before. Whn you covered my eyes with your hands, and hugged me from the back. Pulled me back, when i tried to escape from your tickles. Sleeping in your arms, and when our lips touched. And, kissed me goodbye. These little things that we've done together, do you remember? I miss talking to you the whole entire day, without getting bored. I miss pulling your ears, and calling you names. I miss the times when you told me how much you love me, and how badly you miss me. I miss having you around. I miss looking at the way you sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When the clock struck at 12 on the Fourth of June. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy birthday girlf, love die you&lt;/span&gt;." That was the sweetest text among all those that i recieved. You were the best gift i ever recieved, and nothing could describe how glad i was, really. But little did i realised, i can't have you forever. When the clock struck at 12 on the Thirteen of June. All i could said, was merely a, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy birthday, dear friend&lt;/span&gt;." to you. And when i passed by your blog, all that i can say is that i'm utterly dissapointed. You remembered and listed down every single one who wished you, but not me. I really wonder if you still remember me. I'll remember that we're once so sweet, and that we had such beautiful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;CLAIRE, me xiang you many many lah! Me feeling super down now. Talk to me after you see this, text me if i'm not online ok! Love you many many. And wtfvcz, your's truly is very irritated by those people who add me on msn, keep asking questions and asking for number. Worse of all, some act like they know me very well. Your's truly won't be that active on friendster anymore. Abit no life, you know? -.- Oh well, talked to my dearest Sweetstuff on the phone last night. The hot topic was this guy, by the name of Butter. She talked so much rubbish about that Butter, that she made me laugh non-stop. Until when she asked me about him, me started missing him again. *cry until flood* And Bestfried was sucha nice friend by spamming calls in the middle of the night, when i was having my beauty sleep. &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma woke up quite early this morning, ask me join her for breakfast. Talked to Tingting afterthat, she told me about the GP camp. Purposely one, say until like very interesting, make me jealous. *cry until flood* Actually, i really do miss GP and those from GP. Oh, i've updated the links. Dead links and private blogs that i'm not invited to, are removed. Those who asked to be linked, are linked. And those who are invited to my blog, yet never invite me to their blog, they're no longer invited to my blog too. Lastly, you'rs truly going CCA tmr. Surprised? Till then. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-7750994967383991548?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/7750994967383991548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-exactly-week-how-have-you-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/7750994967383991548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/7750994967383991548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-exactly-week-how-have-you-been.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjSH288nk_I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/8dkR8OF7syw/s72-c/DSC00366%28edit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-3450432477520239470</id><published>2009-06-11T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:34:40.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjDpb1omCeI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/iLf-mOpdyqs/s1600-h/Claire+&amp;amp;+Mingyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346029422151862754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 296px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjDpb1omCeI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/iLf-mOpdyqs/s320/Claire+%26+Mingyi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My lovely Claire! Look alike not? ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Parents have been quarreling. Me and Mum can't live without quarreling with each other. And me miss him super badly. *sighs* Won't be online that often. Not that active on friendster anymore. Reply of texts and calls would depend on my mood. But that doesn't applies to Claire, Bestfriend or Steady. And perhaps...... him. Claire, me also 24/7 for you ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Met up with Bestfriend and Steady around 9 or 10plus at Tanah Merah MRT, then took a super long bus ride to Orchard. Wisma&gt; Far East&gt; Lunch&gt; Bugis&gt; Tampines&gt; Home. Went out feeling irritated cause quarreled with Mum. -.- Mood spoiler i tell you! Bestfriend super tok kong one! She bought alot of things, more than what me and Steady did. On the verge of breaking down while shopping, when i was telling Steady what happened between me and him. Especially just nice when the love songs starts playing in the shops, and couples walking infront of me. -.- Damn sad one ok! Steady then gave me hugs and Bestfriend assured me that things would turn out well. By the time i reached home, leg also going to break. Wtf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday rot at home the whole afternoon. Talked to Claire on msn, suddenly remembered all the things i did with him. *sighs* My dear Claire was worried that i might breakdown halfway, so she accompanied me and send me go my Kindergarden Tuition (says Claire). Like my boyfriend hor? Ji sweet yi xia. Huhu, love cha' baby! ^^ Chey. She headed for Tampines Safra to meet her aftermath. Supposed to meet her after lesson, but we taking different bus, so never. Me xiang you much much lah, Claire! ^^ Me and Sisters then went to meet up with Samantha. Had alot of fun, then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Planned to go mid-night movies, Sentosa, Haw Par Villa, Flyers and ton with cousins! I wanna get tanned leh, i want get more clothes. *HINT: Claire/Bestfriend/Steady* Huhu. ^^ And recieved message from Canoeist, upcoming 2 new events for Dragonboat competition. Sian dao! I thought never go CCA then they won't sign me up for competition. That's why purposely don't want go CCA for 987654321 months. -.- End up also become reserve. Be reserve nevermind. Worse is, reserve also must go training. )(*&amp;amp;%$#@! Ji suay yi xia! Say hi to the like-the-past tanned Mingyi, again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-3450432477520239470?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/3450432477520239470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lovely-claire-look-alike-not-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/3450432477520239470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/3450432477520239470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lovely-claire-look-alike-not-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SjDpb1omCeI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/iLf-mOpdyqs/s72-c/Claire+%26+Mingyi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983066964818860570.post-811882793863198990</id><published>2009-05-22T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:34:48.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SheFXSWxtcI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/eC2M2kevUbk/s1600-h/DSC00229%28edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SheFXSWxtcI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/eC2M2kevUbk/s320/DSC00229%28edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338882518381868482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY, Claire! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(big enough?) *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Very sorry for not updating regularly. Was rather busy, and cause was feeling low. O: But right now, i'm fine already. Thanks to those who cared, especially Claire and Valerie who was there to entertain me, most of the time. *winks* Ohwell, school has been sucha bitch. So glad that the holidays are starting next time, like finally. Got the chance to take a look at my report slip yesterday, and i almost fainted when i saw it. Triple F9, one E8, D7 and B4. Meaning to say, only one subject passed. What a great job done, isn't it? &gt;:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ohwell, it's over anyway. No point dwelling on it, shall try harder for the next half of the year. ^^ Went to school on time yesterday, slept and played in class. Had 'In-Place-Protection' exercise. Sealed the classroom windows and doors with black bags. Locked in the dark classroom for an hour, and it was hot like fuck. By the time the exercise finished, i was already half dead. *tsk* Valerie accompanied me, and then bused back home to change and prepare myself, to meet Claire for shopping. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met around 2plus, and trained to Bugis. Walked rounds and rounds, hoping to find what we planned to get, but nothing caught our attention. But after an hour or two, finally got some of the things we wanted. *winks* Went to get some drinks and food, and took neoprints. It's been years since i've took neoprints. I swear the machines in Bugis are like crap. Time ran out before we even finish editting. -.- Bought food and drinks with Claire, then trained back to pick Brother up. By the time i reached home, almost dead as leg aching badly. However, still had alot of fun with the birthday girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5983066964818860570-811882793863198990?l=yourstokee-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/feeds/811882793863198990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-16th-birthday-claire-big-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/811882793863198990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983066964818860570/posts/default/811882793863198990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourstokee-p.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-16th-birthday-claire-big-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/S1wjSZvVorI/AAAAAAAABKo/YIxCAzWFPTY/S220/DSC01683(Edit).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7d3TCh7PHI/SheFXSWxtcI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/eC2M2kevUbk/s72-c/DSC00229%28edit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
