<?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-8363095</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:10:10.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>p e r f e c t i o n i s m</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113515138869228230</id><published>2005-12-21T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T02:46:30.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>train to be a leader,&lt;br /&gt;to fight for our land,&lt;br /&gt;once in our life; four years of our time.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered,&lt;br /&gt;why must we serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;cause we are a unit;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and wanted to be first, to be first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stand up, and be on your guard.&lt;br /&gt;come on everybody, let's do our part.&lt;br /&gt;do it for the unit, do it for the unit;&lt;br /&gt;do it for the unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;children having fun,&lt;br /&gt;we are holding guns.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered,&lt;br /&gt;why must we serve, must we serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are reading this, you're at my wrong blog. go &lt;a href="http://burp-.blogspot.com/"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;everything's falling apart and there's nobody to help me pick up the pieces. cause i know, this is when i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; my ankles are bruised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey i need my spark, my strength, my motivation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113515138869228230?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113515138869228230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113515138869228230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113515138869228230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113515138869228230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/12/train-to-be-leader-to-fight-for-our.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113360904497455694</id><published>2005-12-03T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:24:05.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:185%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://burp-.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;moved.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to since dunnowhen.&lt;br /&gt;consulted my trusty almanac that said today was the perfect day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay what crap.&lt;br /&gt;better relink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113360904497455694?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113360904497455694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113360904497455694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113360904497455694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113360904497455694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/12/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113353751051862974</id><published>2005-12-02T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T07:45:27.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; will be the only thing that stops me from pouncing on them and try to scream some sense into them. horrible little gits. brainless you know. exasperating. OH no i'm not talking about cct. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debrief today.&lt;br /&gt;so not satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;but better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;OH and i ran in the whole route of pp okay.&lt;br /&gt;cause they said had to fall in by 12.&lt;br /&gt;and i had cct's lunch with me.&lt;br /&gt;can't let them get hungry you see... (x&lt;br /&gt;when i reached, cc didn't even end yet.&lt;br /&gt;to think i almost vomitted for it.&lt;br /&gt;cause erhh you see we were rushing to finish up our lunch so we could buy for them.&lt;br /&gt;mumblegrumble-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lyy is a dangerous person to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;anything, and i repeat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;can spread to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went crazy at cp and bought bettycrocker.&lt;br /&gt;ooh and sushi too.&lt;br /&gt;went up to lyy's house and baked.&lt;br /&gt;watched initial d again. 4th time.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;yati &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;banged&lt;/span&gt; around on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;convinced them to play water bombs after that.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i've concluded lyy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; half np.&lt;br /&gt;she could do monkey cling. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;switched&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we did all this in 3h.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113353751051862974?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113353751051862974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113353751051862974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113353751051862974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113353751051862974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/12/that-will-be-only-thing-that-stops-me.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113343777036293248</id><published>2005-12-01T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T05:06:29.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;and so it turns out,&lt;br /&gt;we'll become &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistreated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;servants&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113343777036293248?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113343777036293248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113343777036293248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113343777036293248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113343777036293248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/12/and-so-it-turns-out-well-become.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113336278193975278</id><published>2005-11-30T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T19:53:46.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes i love the spiderweb. milkshakes! dinosaurs. dolphins! ahahhahaa and the orange yoshinoya worker. although you were too blatant, but thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE i'm NICE((:&lt;br /&gt;i said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113336278193975278?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113336278193975278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113336278193975278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113336278193975278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113336278193975278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/yes-i-love-spiderweb.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113318892848895210</id><published>2005-11-28T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T06:42:12.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>returned from annual camp.&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;much more tired than i was at atc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the power of cedarnp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff happened.&lt;br /&gt;negative, positive, all.&lt;br /&gt;saw ppl change.&lt;br /&gt;dao-ing little monkeys huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes aries is a squad of monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;most of us could finish monkey cling.&lt;br /&gt;((=&lt;br /&gt;OHYES i completed verticalclimb.&lt;br /&gt;now i can die in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most enthu group.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know if we deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sleeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;more details maybe some other day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113318892848895210?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113318892848895210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113318892848895210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113318892848895210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113318892848895210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/returned-from-annual-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113293592941913079</id><published>2005-11-26T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T08:25:29.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you were a girl,&lt;br /&gt;i'd have slapped you.&lt;br /&gt;ooh catfight.&lt;br /&gt;ha that's disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;but how much can a girl do to a guy?&lt;br /&gt;unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i should try and make sense now.&lt;br /&gt;finished packing already.&lt;br /&gt;actually like duh.&lt;br /&gt;OHWAIT.&lt;br /&gt;cutleries and writing materials.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH okay i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so weird LAH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(((x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filz-  aries shall have oiling every 3mths! bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serene-  sigh nvm i shall not expect you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yati-  sicko~ but i don't mind ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaili-  yeah. despo ppl like lyy. AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam-  was it fun sitting on me? aiyah okay i know you preferred the other one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113293592941913079?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113293592941913079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113293592941913079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113293592941913079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113293592941913079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/if-you-were-girl-id-have-slapped-you.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113284611782485173</id><published>2005-11-24T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T07:28:37.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp's on sat.&lt;br /&gt;and my bag's still not packed.&lt;br /&gt;im asking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had TO's visit and advance party.&lt;br /&gt;did drills fieldcooking evacuation.&lt;br /&gt;all in order.&lt;br /&gt;drills was well, crazy.&lt;br /&gt;did lots of hentak.&lt;br /&gt;filzah's timing was like whoa fast.&lt;br /&gt;fieldcooking was sheesh inducing.&lt;br /&gt;I HAD TO EAT SO MUCH FREAKING BAKED BEANS.&lt;br /&gt;when i detest baked beans.&lt;br /&gt;and no filzah, i still haven't got over my phobia.&lt;br /&gt;evacuation was funn(:&lt;br /&gt;recovery position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;advanceparty.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double commando.&lt;br /&gt;i seem to have an affinity with it.&lt;br /&gt;oh we finished it the fastest. =D&lt;br /&gt;transported stuff out of npstore.&lt;br /&gt;did the human chain method.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to help out at transfer.&lt;br /&gt;this was the weird part.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;i was doing with ahma near the furthest pillar.&lt;br /&gt;stood on the table and pulled.&lt;br /&gt;which made me slide all over okay.&lt;br /&gt;shows my shoes have limited friction.&lt;br /&gt;at first i pushed it against msh's feet.&lt;br /&gt;erhh yeah so it didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;sam tried holding my legs.&lt;br /&gt;still didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;in the end she sat on my feet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;okayokaythatwasmxw'sidea.&lt;br /&gt;shifted my other leg to the bench.&lt;br /&gt;but i almost fell off LAH.&lt;br /&gt;i finally stabilized myself when i was back on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ground&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then ahma and i started singing.&lt;br /&gt;((x&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why were we so free.&lt;br /&gt;OH they were tying the hitches and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;okay so the song was :&lt;br /&gt;there was a rope x2&lt;br /&gt;not a teeny weeny rope x2&lt;br /&gt;and the rope was on its way~&lt;br /&gt;and the sun went up,&lt;br /&gt;and the sun went down.&lt;br /&gt;and all the rope went PIAK!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;okay as you can see it doesn't make much sense.&lt;br /&gt;but we were dead tired by then.&lt;br /&gt;so too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advanceparty was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;full of 1 2 PULL!s, songs and whathaveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! i forgot to mention the chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;it's reallyreally nice. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113284611782485173?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113284611782485173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113284611782485173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113284611782485173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113284611782485173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/camps-on-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113275079941406868</id><published>2005-11-23T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T04:59:59.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm left with searching ironing packing.&lt;br /&gt;it's a looong day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;with muster parades field cooking advance party.&lt;br /&gt;and much much more, i'll bet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113275079941406868?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113275079941406868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113275079941406868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113275079941406868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113275079941406868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-left-with-searching-ironing-packing.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113258208079362714</id><published>2005-11-21T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T06:41:52.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at the rate i'm going,&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;s&gt;will&lt;/s&gt; might ps those ppl tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the outing.&lt;br /&gt;wed's the group meeting for campfire.&lt;br /&gt;so shouldn't i prepare my full u tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;since there wouldn't be time on wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;priorities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think leetat will just slaughter me.&lt;br /&gt;hrm see first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH we almost got to oil rifles today.&lt;br /&gt;syikin filzah and me.&lt;br /&gt;just when we were going to do so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they took us awayyy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;heyi'mtiredofmakingthefirstmove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113258208079362714?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113258208079362714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113258208079362714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/at-rate-im-going-i-will-might-ps-those.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113240637470046370</id><published>2005-11-19T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T05:19:35.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maths rocked.&lt;br /&gt;since i was early for once.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously thankful to cedar for teaching us variations in sec2.&lt;br /&gt;the rest are enough to make me faint.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow again at 9 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAILI : hey i'm hurt T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHENYI : of course. im pro(: till your bro called me a bitch. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM : BAHHH i shall ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YATI : finally somebody's defending me. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113240637470046370?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113240637470046370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113240637470046370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113240637470046370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113240637470046370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/maths-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113232333441641288</id><published>2005-11-18T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T08:15:18.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>marathon maths tuition TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;screamswithjoy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;it's from 12 to 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;taking up perfect lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;grumbles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAILI : GAHHHH. do i seem &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; despo to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIYING : yeah yeah dao me. and hurry call me! i want to sing to youu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUN : i didn't force you. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM : ah what in the world. i &lt;em&gt;saw&lt;/em&gt; the pics. that's all. ahem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113232333441641288?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113232333441641288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113232333441641288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113232333441641288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113232333441641288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/marathon-maths-tuition-tomorrow.html' 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/&gt;walked around.&lt;br /&gt;and watched exorcism of emily rose.&lt;br /&gt;quite freaky (:&lt;br /&gt;but i was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep at the impt parts.&lt;br /&gt;smuggled food in.&lt;br /&gt;jolly shandy too.&lt;br /&gt;not bad not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;feeling so darn insecure. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113222774124906306?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113222774124906306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113222774124906306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113222774124906306'/><link rel='self' 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going to lug all my books to syikin's house.&lt;br /&gt;evening, i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hating the way that it affects me.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder she told us to stay away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113207085761088213?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113207085761088213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113207085761088213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113207085761088213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113207085761088213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/cc-session-tday.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113194655260112334</id><published>2005-11-14T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:45:02.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAM: hoi. what boy crazy la. anyway i saw ahem's pics already. (((x&lt;br /&gt;YIYING: read the above.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;, remember?&lt;br /&gt;and it's 777 days later.&lt;br /&gt;haha. nice number.&lt;br /&gt;by then, that person'll be freaking 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;why am i bothering to explain so much. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113194655260112334?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113194655260112334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113194655260112334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113194655260112334'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;riverside.&lt;br /&gt;zhonghua.&lt;br /&gt;yuying.&lt;br /&gt;marist.&lt;br /&gt;bartley.&lt;br /&gt;st. gab's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you know what.&lt;br /&gt;let me see what i can rmb.&lt;br /&gt;oh and all i wrote was for memory.&lt;br /&gt;so go away if you don't agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day : tent pitching/pioneering&lt;br /&gt;second day : pt/kayaking/atf/campfire&lt;br /&gt;third day : area cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tent pitching was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;with only 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;and not all of them know how to.&lt;br /&gt;had to run here run there.&lt;br /&gt;in the end maam let us help each other.&lt;br /&gt;so got more sqdmates.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pioneering.&lt;br /&gt;ended up doing gateway with ahma/junyan/kanchiong +2 pl girls.&lt;br /&gt;yati's amused by chwee kueh.&lt;br /&gt;AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;must control okay?&lt;br /&gt;cannot be too fickle-minded.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;for doing it, we got cold h two o to drink.&lt;br /&gt;how in the world do you spell it?&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was quite satisfying tying that gigantic tripod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at the canteen area.&lt;br /&gt;darn cold lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day had pt after fire drill.&lt;br /&gt;not tiring.&lt;br /&gt;but painful.&lt;br /&gt;try having an open blister and doing pumpings on sandy ground.&lt;br /&gt;an experience to remember, trying to balance on one hand while pumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayaking was fun.&lt;br /&gt;had confidence test.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah i don't know how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;but i still survived kayaking in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;partnered with somebody from some sch.&lt;br /&gt;i was the one paddling like crazy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i was the one giving timing.&lt;br /&gt;i was the one that was so irritated when he stopped paddling cause he was tired.&lt;br /&gt;i was the one that was traumatised cause he almost made us capsize. repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i was in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;blisters and seawater obviously doesn't go well tgd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yati was flaunting that somebody rescued her.&lt;br /&gt;mumblegrumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atf.&lt;br /&gt;did the cannon thing then maze then rock wall.&lt;br /&gt;cannon was normal.&lt;br /&gt;i was made the leader okay.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;only know how to point fingers.&lt;br /&gt;the maze was funnn(:&lt;br /&gt;quite dark.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to the lizards+cockroaches?&lt;br /&gt;i only felt balloons. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;the marist guys shrieked when they entered okay.&lt;br /&gt;amusing.&lt;br /&gt;and to think they were from group 4.&lt;br /&gt;rockwall was exasperating.&lt;br /&gt;cause of my blister again.&lt;br /&gt;made everything so much harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire.&lt;br /&gt;sat with yati.&lt;br /&gt;did the campfire item.&lt;br /&gt;cheered cheers that were relatively unknown.&lt;br /&gt;got disgusted by this guy who dug his nose.&lt;br /&gt;who then wiped it on his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;then flicked the stuff away.&lt;br /&gt;and passed the slimy lightstick to me.&lt;br /&gt;screams-&lt;br /&gt;and his crossed his leg.&lt;br /&gt;and shook his leg.&lt;br /&gt;which made sand from his shoes enter my blister.&lt;br /&gt;yati actually complained to chweekueh for me.&lt;br /&gt;that crazy woman. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;area cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;wiped all the tents.&lt;br /&gt;so tedious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for prize presentation.&lt;br /&gt;both best female campers from cedar.&lt;br /&gt;mwahahahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;but it's an encouragement, not an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;maamlaykian's words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked back to jetty.&lt;br /&gt;somebody said bye to me. (HOHO).&lt;br /&gt;which made baohui jealous. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atc's over.&lt;br /&gt;after all the sunburned skin, KNOCK IT DOWN!s, uncooked maggi mee, sweat and dirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113187648456708158?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113187648456708158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113187648456708158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113187648456708158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113187648456708158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-back-wahahhaaahhaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113162221114510046</id><published>2005-11-10T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T03:30:11.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>atc tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ahh. what can i say.&lt;br /&gt;that my first in the morning was SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;okay no.&lt;br /&gt;heard too many stories already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam called me at 1056.&lt;br /&gt;and we ended up rambling over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;about what to pack.&lt;br /&gt;about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; to pack. we think okay.&lt;br /&gt;about all the knots.&lt;br /&gt;about all the lashings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want is to be able to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113162221114510046?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113162221114510046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113162221114510046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113162221114510046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113162221114510046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/atc-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113136217862307702</id><published>2005-11-07T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T03:30:33.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back streaming results.&lt;br /&gt;chem bio ss/geog lit.&lt;br /&gt;it was my first choice.&lt;br /&gt;i should be happy.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;actually i don't even know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;somebody tell me it was a right choice.&lt;br /&gt;fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;eh why can't it be skinny hope?&lt;br /&gt;more fashionable that way.&lt;br /&gt;diet pills fad.&lt;br /&gt;atkins diet.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;what rubbish am i talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am sniffling away.&lt;br /&gt;coughing.&lt;br /&gt;snorting (blocked nose).&lt;br /&gt;breathing hot air. (which means a fever)&lt;br /&gt;queasy stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do is cry my sickness away.&lt;br /&gt;go away lah T.T&lt;br /&gt;my nose feels raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lj today.&lt;br /&gt;that darn sesame wallaby was late.&lt;br /&gt;for like 45min ?&lt;br /&gt;feel like slapping her.&lt;br /&gt;the factory was.. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cp with sarah and yati.&lt;br /&gt;all we managed to buy was ziploc bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still need to pack stuff for camp.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't even have a bag to put it in.&lt;br /&gt;i want twine.&lt;br /&gt;forgot to buy.&lt;br /&gt;never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling really nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;screaming at my cousins for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;they sprayed deodorant everywhere.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go take coke plus panadol later.&lt;br /&gt;and tell sesame wallaby the results.&lt;br /&gt;if i survive till wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;reply.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM : whaatt la. i got c5 last year. pro? yeaa. but i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; get higher than you for this yr's pp. hoho. my only pride. you freaking smart blue mouthed person. get into trip sci huhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YATI : yeah im not a freak. i'm just starting to detest maths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113136217862307702?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113136217862307702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113136217862307702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113136217862307702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113136217862307702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/got-back-streaming-results.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113118429638365193</id><published>2005-11-05T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:51:36.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maths tuition next year lasts 2.5h per session.&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand amaths better than emaths.&lt;br /&gt;which means i'm a total freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during tuition, i had a hallucination.&lt;br /&gt;that if i study amaths, i need not study emaths.&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother had A1s for both maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wonder&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you tell how traumatised i am by maths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113118429638365193?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113118429638365193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113118429638365193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113118429638365193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113118429638365193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/maths-tuition-next-year-lasts-2.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113085410426717166</id><published>2005-11-01T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T03:50:50.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didn't really intend to update.&lt;br /&gt;but i was horrified by the amt i need to spend soon.&lt;br /&gt;buying these :&lt;br /&gt;- bag.&lt;br /&gt;- wallet.&lt;br /&gt;- black t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;- those guy sandals.&lt;br /&gt;edit : +JAYCHOU's cd !&lt;br /&gt;((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bag : $40++&lt;br /&gt;wallet : $20&lt;br /&gt;t-shirt : $8 max.&lt;br /&gt;sandals : $30 (?)&lt;br /&gt;aiyah i never had those sandals before.&lt;br /&gt;so i can't possibly know the price range.&lt;br /&gt;total is $98+&lt;br /&gt;with my disgustingly measly allowance,&lt;br /&gt;i can just go steal la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about hundred bucks okay.&lt;br /&gt;go beg go steal go sell myself.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;and to think it's mostly cause of np.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to have grp meeting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;silin not free. some i duunowhat stuff.&lt;br /&gt;syikin not free too. apparently.&lt;br /&gt;shruti i don't think she'll go.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm the only sec two.&lt;br /&gt;tell me the reason of having it then.&lt;br /&gt;huh HUH HUHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wait.&lt;br /&gt;new decision.&lt;br /&gt;canceling the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;good(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;some other day LAH huh. (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lx is doing cip.&lt;br /&gt;that kukuhead.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to do with only me and yy okay.&lt;br /&gt;now she go run off to sentosa do dunnowhat rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently there's alot of np ppl there.&lt;br /&gt;why can't i gooooo...&lt;br /&gt;okay i shouldn't be thick-skinned.&lt;br /&gt;don't know who in the world organized it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and it's mostly sec3s.&lt;br /&gt;won't do me any good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113085410426717166?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113085410426717166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113085410426717166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113085410426717166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113085410426717166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-didnt-really-intend-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113077389038539873</id><published>2005-10-31T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T07:51:30.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT FUNNY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritating little brats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played sims.&lt;br /&gt;quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;all the weird games will start appearing during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training clashes with lj.&lt;br /&gt;somebody's getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;my mum is scolding me for slacking during the HOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more can i expect from nov?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113077389038539873?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113077389038539873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113077389038539873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113077389038539873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113077389038539873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113051257580416566</id><published>2005-10-28T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T08:16:15.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;please la samantha.&lt;br /&gt;you carried it from the empty corridor to canteen.&lt;br /&gt;then from canteen to bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know i live at the cedar bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous sounds smug.&lt;br /&gt;blah :(&lt;br /&gt;don't know who that person is anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and i won't ask.&lt;br /&gt;i'm patient. (x&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;okay la i do want to know.&lt;br /&gt;i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound weird in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;making no sense.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squadmates+&lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt;sec1s coming to my house tmr.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i must have been crazy to agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113051257580416566?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113051257580416566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113051257580416566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113051257580416566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113051257580416566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113023719785210299</id><published>2005-10-25T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T03:46:37.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im getting irritated.&lt;br /&gt;im talking to grpmates about the darn campfire item.&lt;br /&gt;and im talking to leetat about horrible results.&lt;br /&gt;and lx's smsing me abt her card.&lt;br /&gt;and im still not able to bathe YET.&lt;br /&gt;while doing all this, im stuffing fried rice into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect pms-ing situations.&lt;br /&gt;why make me multitask nowww.&lt;br /&gt;there's parade tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i need to polish my boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring back my books today.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to lug the box back after np.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i really lost it.&lt;br /&gt;i see no respect.&lt;br /&gt;their fault?&lt;br /&gt;or mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine i admit.&lt;br /&gt;anonymous, you're right.&lt;br /&gt;i do think alot.&lt;br /&gt;too much.&lt;br /&gt;excessively.&lt;br /&gt;whichever way you want to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113023719785210299?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-113015543657431889</id><published>2005-10-24T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T05:03:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zhenyi's bugging me to update.&lt;br /&gt;ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;it shall be a crappy entry, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up at toapayoh today.&lt;br /&gt;i was hopelessly lost.&lt;br /&gt;saw lots of cedarians there.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice to observe them, while they don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;syikin tried to make me jealous.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblah at ljs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im bored updating.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i still don't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's obvious what you wanted to achieve by revealing such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;it just oozes... desperation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113015543657431889?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113015543657431889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=113015543657431889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113015543657431889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/113015543657431889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/10/zhenyis-bugging-me-to-update_24.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-113006821170704167</id><published>2005-10-23T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T04:50:11.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not crazy, leetat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-113006821170704167?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/113006821170704167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>parade today.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;okay something.&lt;br /&gt;i want my pt baaackk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;postexams were boring.&lt;br /&gt;watched incredibles.&lt;br /&gt;had the whisper/nyaa/nea talk.&lt;br /&gt;ohwow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like screaming at her to shutup.&lt;br /&gt;complaining non-stop okay.&lt;br /&gt;like what's the use of telling me?&lt;br /&gt;huh HUH HUHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths tuition tmr.&lt;br /&gt;starting amaths stuff.&lt;br /&gt;how kiasu can they get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i stopped laughing during parades.&lt;br /&gt;that's... &lt;i&gt;sad&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disjointed entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwhatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112990363563292496?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112972522689276532</id><published>2005-10-19T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T05:33:46.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i refuse to cry over my sc marks.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is what's the use of working hard?&lt;br /&gt;i end up getting such results.&lt;br /&gt;passed by a few measly marks.&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. one good thing.&lt;br /&gt;i got higher than sam in maths (:&lt;br /&gt;placed all my hopes there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy a bag.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy a wallet.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy zhenyi's results. [okay jk.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wallet's spoiled so i have a reason.&lt;br /&gt;the bag is for camp.&lt;br /&gt;and the money &lt;s&gt;should&lt;/s&gt;must be from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is something im not sure i'll get.&lt;br /&gt;after they see my results, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samanthaaaa !&lt;br /&gt;i want deng x 4.&lt;br /&gt;ah i don't think she'll see this.&lt;br /&gt;too busy playing her maple.&lt;br /&gt;or thinking about her -.&lt;br /&gt;or acting pro in campcraft.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay no connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cedar should cancel sch.&lt;br /&gt;till end of year.&lt;br /&gt;no cca no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;maybe then i'll return to normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112972522689276532?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112972522689276532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112972522689276532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112972522689276532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112972522689276532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-refuse-to-cry-over-my-sc-marks.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112919567895728782</id><published>2005-10-13T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:42:41.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo.&lt;br /&gt;im turning into some anti-social freak.&lt;br /&gt;i shall call it post-exam blues.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im rejecting offers to go out.&lt;br /&gt;i've even rejected the money my dad gave me okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;and i've got half a mind to pangseh ppl tmr.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit : i had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im drowning myself in songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true can that get.&lt;br /&gt;but the fact it's still happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate the camp brand instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;ergh.&lt;br /&gt;still tastes as horrible as ever.&lt;br /&gt;camp coming soon ! ((:&lt;br /&gt;hope is pulaubin atc first.&lt;br /&gt;apt this mon.&lt;br /&gt;no more slacking at courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised there's only one positive sentence so far.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kind of miss school.&lt;br /&gt;it's ironical to see how much the class wants to stay tgd,&lt;br /&gt;but during the exam period, everybody's trying so hard.&lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to get their choice stream.&lt;br /&gt;ending up in different classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any parades soon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112919567895728782?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112919567895728782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;i lost mrstan's WS.&lt;br /&gt;wails-&lt;br /&gt;losing her WS is like asking for death.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe not death.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll have to sit at the corridor if i don't give it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112834413831625432?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112834413831625432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112834413831625432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112834413831625432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112834413831625432'/><link 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ju hua. yi ding yao you mu biao!&lt;br /&gt;just one sentence. make sure you have an aim!&lt;br /&gt;what's my aim T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112808596028221861?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112808596028221861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112808596028221861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112808596028221861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112808596028221861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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hist.&lt;br /&gt;lit too.&lt;br /&gt;science i'll study my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;as for geog i'd have swallowed my tb down if i could.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what stream i go into.&lt;br /&gt;and god.&lt;br /&gt;please make sure my pens don't run out of ink.&lt;br /&gt;like what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go for remedial.&lt;br /&gt;sapang claims that i'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i am.&lt;br /&gt;who wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i don't want memories.&lt;br /&gt;for i'll just forget them one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;okay i need to organise my thoughts. now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss nat'day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112791582563066530?l=lurrveme-laurenn.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-8363095.post-112773600622624420</id><published>2005-09-26T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T05:00:06.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"btw, i think tt np commander ma'am jie ying (or smth) rocks la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay random.&lt;br /&gt;i took it from gillian's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go study in 1min time.&lt;br /&gt;okay most prob i'll just do hw.&lt;br /&gt;but it's still work.&lt;br /&gt;ah the grandfather clock's chiming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i have a grandfather clock.&lt;br /&gt;that sounds like our sch bell, by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112773600622624420?l=lurrveme-laurenn.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-8363095.post-112746743212412275</id><published>2005-09-23T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T02:23:52.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho.&lt;br /&gt;at lyy house now.&lt;br /&gt;and she's talking to somebody.&lt;br /&gt;so very sian.&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;and raiding her music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my butt hurts.&lt;br /&gt;cause i can only sit on a  stool.&lt;br /&gt;erhhh.&lt;br /&gt;she's not abusing me la.&lt;br /&gt;cloth stools are difficult to wash.&lt;br /&gt;go infer yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go home soon.&lt;br /&gt;she's too busy with her dog.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not being vulgar here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;so late now.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't see me online later it means my parents killed me.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112731429779832316</id><published>2005-09-21T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T07:51:37.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nyahahah !&lt;br /&gt;i feel pro.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote three CHINESE essays at one go !&lt;br /&gt;wahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;call me a superwoman please.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;although i did get abit high after doing..&lt;br /&gt;ah that's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going on to a fourth one now !&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and planning for four(?) eng ones later.&lt;br /&gt;like wth.&lt;br /&gt;this one i'm unwilling to do.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;FOUR OKAY !?&lt;br /&gt;and she won't be able to go through all.&lt;br /&gt;so what's the use.&lt;br /&gt;oh i shant complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;essays are waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;impatiently, i might add.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112731429779832316?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112731429779832316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112731429779832316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112731429779832316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112731429779832316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/09/nyahahah-i-feel-pro.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112705169342977324</id><published>2005-09-18T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T06:54:53.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what.&lt;br /&gt;i've changed.&lt;br /&gt;i've gone from harh to phew.&lt;br /&gt;that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my ritual has kicked in.&lt;br /&gt;reading books when exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;that screwed my psle up.&lt;br /&gt;my form teacher- what happened? do you think you were up to standard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;forget forget.&lt;br /&gt;that was so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i don't miss the days there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;moon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112705169342977324?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112705169342977324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112705169342977324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112705169342977324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112705169342977324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112670995497659471</id><published>2005-09-14T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T07:59:14.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finished art.&lt;br /&gt;looks like rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;painted all over my art research in a fit of anger.&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm redoing the research.&lt;br /&gt;-_______________-|'|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the ppt.&lt;br /&gt;saw my name.&lt;br /&gt;shudders-&lt;br /&gt;but overall it made me smile(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but i've been sleeping at 2+ these days.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cause of art.&lt;br /&gt;of all subjects.&lt;br /&gt;i spent 3 nights on it okay.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm just a slow painter la huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiying's sis recognised me at cp.&lt;br /&gt;that's scary.&lt;br /&gt;cause i didn't even notice her.&lt;br /&gt;and she was HOI! when she realised she was ignored.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;but it means i'm going to her house too often.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;i still rmb when her brother called me policewoman.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;cause i was wearing quarter u at that time.&lt;br /&gt;that weird guy.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh why am i talking abt her siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam slapped me today.&lt;br /&gt;hurts like &amp;amp;%*)$*#^.&lt;br /&gt;cause she hit my ear instead of cheek.&lt;br /&gt;and directly on my stud.&lt;br /&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;so i just ran after her with a paintbrush.&lt;br /&gt;and she scrambled away.&lt;br /&gt;whaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;off to do art.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112653756806918944</id><published>2005-09-12T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T08:06:08.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as you have heard from my eldest son.&lt;br /&gt;i got 0.0 for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;and i failed my sc too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a nice thing to happen before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;but my chi can be saved.&lt;br /&gt;just hand in some essay.&lt;br /&gt;also another 4 essays.&lt;br /&gt;4 yingyongwens?&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 days to do those.&lt;br /&gt;science... is a goner.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;midyears scraped a pass.&lt;br /&gt;what to expect on report card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from some wedding.&lt;br /&gt;was provided with a weird mixture of songs while eating.&lt;br /&gt;started with accidently in love.&lt;br /&gt;tonghua.&lt;br /&gt;eng/jap mix.&lt;br /&gt;english oldies.&lt;br /&gt;ended with techno.&lt;br /&gt;am i supposed to bob my head into the dessert or something?!&lt;br /&gt;techno's crazy. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112653756806918944?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112653756806918944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112653756806918944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just realised.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2055&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2055&lt;/span&gt; on the last day of hol.&lt;br /&gt;shoot me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND.&lt;br /&gt;i can't get to THASNEEM!&lt;br /&gt;WHY CHANGE YOUR NUMBERRRRRR?&lt;br /&gt;why why why didn't you tell anybody the new number?!&lt;br /&gt;three pl mc.&lt;br /&gt;THREE.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't reach you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ever since last week.&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;low profile&lt;/span&gt; can you get!&lt;br /&gt;huh huh HUH!&lt;br /&gt;wails-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;agitated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've improved.&lt;br /&gt;no vulgarities used!&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;ask the getai thingy downstairs to shut up or something.&lt;br /&gt;giving me a major headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112644449415115824?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112644449415115824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112644449415115824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112644449415115824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112644449415115824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112610687968476845</id><published>2005-09-07T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T09:43:30.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sharron wants me to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;saliva.&lt;br /&gt;that see-saw thingy.&lt;br /&gt;and our vocals.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem to have connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went to sch for the adobe thing.&lt;br /&gt;the guy came at 0816.&lt;br /&gt;when we were told 0800.&lt;br /&gt;and he claimed it was supposed to be 0830&lt;br /&gt;and from 1000 he extended till 11+?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to do the proj aft tt.&lt;br /&gt;ate at pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;it was a fight between jacks place and pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know we are high class ppl.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;anyway jacks was so crowded.&lt;br /&gt;oh! the waitress spat in my soup.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to say beef lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;but it became beef _*$#$^.&lt;br /&gt;so she said eck PUI.&lt;br /&gt;right into my soup.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of service is this!&lt;br /&gt;still so charge so much for service charge.&lt;br /&gt;then the bill came up to 60+ okay.&lt;br /&gt;cause that same waitress didn't put it as student meals.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing we did at yy's house was to raid her wardrobe and change into wdv she had.&lt;br /&gt;whahaha.&lt;br /&gt;slacked around for a long long while.&lt;br /&gt;cause we were singing tonghua.&lt;br /&gt;we sounded decent.&lt;br /&gt;there were high and low pitches.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;sounded pro.&lt;br /&gt;and we sang gu dan bei ban qiu.&lt;br /&gt;all the chinese songs we knew.&lt;br /&gt;till yiying became sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;after 8h of singing.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the playground.&lt;br /&gt;that lyy cheat my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;say got swing there.&lt;br /&gt;it's a SEE-SAW.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;but it's still nice (:&lt;br /&gt;but there's something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;cause i will fly off whenever my side goes up.&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it literally.&lt;br /&gt;okay i won't fly away.&lt;br /&gt;fly UP.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll scream whenever it happens.&lt;br /&gt;x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all ended up clinging onto the seesaw and singing.&lt;br /&gt;yi qian nian yi hou.&lt;br /&gt;qian nian zi lian.&lt;br /&gt;flyaway.&lt;br /&gt;ting hai (?)&lt;br /&gt;aiyah lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to study with kukoo tmr.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;wish us luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;for both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112610687968476845?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112610687968476845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112610687968476845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112610687968476845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112610687968476845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/09/sharron-wants-me-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112600603104206790</id><published>2005-09-06T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T04:27:11.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;passed by this blog,&lt;br /&gt;where the owner was gushing over &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not that good huh.&lt;br /&gt;when i was trying to force myself to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back to sch.&lt;br /&gt;not stay at home and slack.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;even this reminds me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;stick motivational notes all over to wall to spur me on?&lt;br /&gt;i'm lucky to have mrs ng as a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;okay okay i'm just repeating she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound weird in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;idon'twanttocryanymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112600603104206790?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112600603104206790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112600603104206790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112600603104206790'/><link 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over quick.&lt;br /&gt;but most of the time it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is that it keeps me away from food.&lt;br /&gt;since i just regurgitate everything.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;slim down mah! ohwhatcrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me it's menstrual.&lt;br /&gt;cause i just had it.&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me it's gastric.&lt;br /&gt;cause i used to suffer from gastric,&lt;br /&gt;and it's different.&lt;br /&gt;so what in the world is it.&lt;br /&gt;pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;cause i want to EAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my family thinks i'm anorexic again.&lt;br /&gt;stuffing me with food.&lt;br /&gt;not understanding that i'm suffering from an unknown stomachache that would've measured 10 on the richter scale of aches.&lt;br /&gt;okay not 10, since magnitude 8 is already 10000 times greater than magnitude 4.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;what am i saying.&lt;br /&gt;oh and it's obviously taken from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been starting ever since morn.&lt;br /&gt;so tonight i'll be writhing in agony on my bed huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;and i don't want to say disgusting whenever i see anything by her.&lt;br /&gt;but she was the one who forced me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112592253944086759?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112592253944086759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112592253944086759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanisha owes lots of PLs.&lt;br /&gt;and on weird dates.&lt;br /&gt;cause i can't seem to find any activities taking place on those days.&lt;br /&gt;not even on the term schedule.&lt;br /&gt;12january.&lt;br /&gt;26january.&lt;br /&gt;29march.&lt;br /&gt;eh wait.&lt;br /&gt;29march is briefing for neighbourhood watch.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;any sqdmate rmb for those two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;zaijianle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wocenjingaiguoderen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe what you said was true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;go ahead. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nobody will pull you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112591484465456292?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112591484465456292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112591484465456292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112591484465456292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112591484465456292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/09/listening-to-yi-qian-nian-yi-hou.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112575789370109952</id><published>2005-09-03T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T07:31:36.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cedar open house.&lt;br /&gt;was a little late.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;no teachers there to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall fastforward to later parts,&lt;br /&gt;since nothing worth mentioning happened.&lt;br /&gt;all i did was try to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;sarah and i went to kpo at the np area.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;nicee.&lt;br /&gt;all the golds everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;including the VC one! (:&lt;br /&gt;we went around chanting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;advertising&lt;/span&gt; you see.&lt;br /&gt;stole balloons from vicky.&lt;br /&gt;and yati the smart one went to write on it.&lt;br /&gt;shall upload the pics of it later.&lt;br /&gt;much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched some movie after that at ps.&lt;br /&gt;quite funny (:&lt;br /&gt;danielwu is handsome.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;went for the family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;halfway through, the waitresses all blew on their whistles.&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought there was a fight going on.&lt;br /&gt;with the noise and all.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the carpark attendant was here.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so about 1/4 of the crowd ran out and tried to reach their car before the attendant did.&lt;br /&gt;funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two tuitions in a row agn tmr.&lt;br /&gt;^#($&amp;amp;%*&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112566855181057234</id><published>2005-09-02T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T06:42:31.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that little chilli padi.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel like slapping her.&lt;br /&gt;not like as if i wanted to do tt right.&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;it's because i care about it.&lt;br /&gt;that's what my reaction's for.&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live shoot today.&lt;br /&gt;first pressure second pressure.&lt;br /&gt;sad to say.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't use it.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so just pull through.&lt;br /&gt;bang bang.&lt;br /&gt;and sir tan was taking me.&lt;br /&gt;so pressurising can.&lt;br /&gt;why the spelling so weird.&lt;br /&gt;oh nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to lj novena.&lt;br /&gt;yati had spare tyres.&lt;br /&gt;so cute right.&lt;br /&gt;and she's pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;i know who's the culprit!&lt;br /&gt;x))&lt;br /&gt;talked about fruits on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;tennis and golf balls too.&lt;br /&gt;yy and cl must think we're reaal sick.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go off and pass it with flying colours.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't want to return, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then you shouldn't have appeared in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112566855181057234?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112555487456252322</id><published>2005-09-01T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T02:25:50.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised shooting's tmr.&lt;br /&gt;not that i didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;just that it didn't really sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uniform's not washed!&lt;br /&gt;ever since pop.&lt;br /&gt;my beret's flattened.&lt;br /&gt;under the heavy bed.&lt;br /&gt;my boots!&lt;br /&gt;the biggest headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the apple juice report.&lt;br /&gt;how in the world am i supposed to do it when the instruction ws is in school?!&lt;br /&gt;tell me tell me.&lt;br /&gt;nobody from 2n's online.&lt;br /&gt;i have to do the darn abstract.&lt;br /&gt;that consists of.&lt;br /&gt;-intro&lt;br /&gt;-purpose&lt;br /&gt;-methodology&lt;br /&gt;-results&lt;br /&gt;-conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND I DIDN'T EVEN DO THE EXPERIMENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;all these were running through my head in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me in a rotten mood.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;more of like not reacting to anything mood.&lt;br /&gt;holidays make me woozy.&lt;br /&gt;and sick. literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWAIT.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin just broke my acrylic.&lt;br /&gt;the one that is supposed to be sold during open house.&lt;br /&gt;at first he didn't admit.&lt;br /&gt;i had to force it out of him.&lt;br /&gt;and he conveniently just threw the broken part into one corner.&lt;br /&gt;at least pass it to me so i can use super glue right.&lt;br /&gt;grumbles-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112555487456252322?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112548963889213067</id><published>2005-08-31T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T05:07:22.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;but obviously everything has to change.&lt;br /&gt;where's that motivation?!&lt;br /&gt;gone ever since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dryprac was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;what first pressure second pressure.&lt;br /&gt;do until there's this blood clot there.&lt;br /&gt;the blood is there. but not flowing.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's stuck under my thick skin.&lt;br /&gt;mwaahhaaaaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ppmac after dry prac.&lt;br /&gt;sapang has this tendency to steer the conv towards a certain topic.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;read through the messages again.&lt;br /&gt;i hereby declare i don't like any.&lt;br /&gt;so not personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;but it's because i don't get personal around them.&lt;br /&gt;even if i do. it's toned down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;streaming's coming.&lt;br /&gt;everybody's telling me to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;even the cedar uncle who locks the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112548963889213067?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112521753261911827</id><published>2005-08-28T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T04:55:59.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;reply tag.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous;&lt;br /&gt;do i really sound like i'm thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;what am i thinking about anywayy.&lt;br /&gt;i think abt it when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;i think about all sorts of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;it's not negative.&lt;br /&gt;just something i do..&lt;br /&gt;on a habitual basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;i'm already thinking so much into a tag.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;i just have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i meant thinking as in thinking abt those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; work myself out.&lt;br /&gt;my extent of thinking depends on who i'm with.&lt;br /&gt;with yati, we can just go on and on abt it.&lt;br /&gt;well with others it's obviously different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i get a feeling i know who anon is.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112521753261911827?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112521753261911827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112521753261911827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112521753261911827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lunch.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parade ytd was full of cc.&lt;br /&gt;no pt.&lt;br /&gt;no drills.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;was tested on pegging.&lt;br /&gt;my first one out already,&lt;br /&gt;how to make second one straight?&lt;br /&gt;the theory test was difficult.&lt;br /&gt;most of us couldn't even fill up the blanks.&lt;br /&gt;hahh.&lt;br /&gt;stayed at foyer after parade.&lt;br /&gt;auntie cheat my money la.&lt;br /&gt;the ritz biscuits were soft.&lt;br /&gt;and the cheese was sour.&lt;br /&gt;tricked sam and celestine into eating it.&lt;br /&gt;mwahahh.&lt;br /&gt;that's what greedy ppl get.&lt;br /&gt;walked out with yati.&lt;br /&gt;we started thinking again.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;underaged mothers.&lt;br /&gt;adopted ones.&lt;br /&gt;plant and soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous tagger.&lt;br /&gt;at least it's not negative.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112512861375246456?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112512861375246456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112512861375246456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112512861375246456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112512861375246456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112488821120141857</id><published>2005-08-24T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T00:49:09.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm giving the cookie intended for maams to yati.&lt;br /&gt;we baked it for three ncos.&lt;br /&gt;three huge ones.&lt;br /&gt;for pop.&lt;br /&gt;and nineteen others.&lt;br /&gt;but we decided not to give in the end.&lt;br /&gt;luckily.&lt;br /&gt;since maamfad gave us cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;she's going to get the big nice one.&lt;br /&gt;maamshirlyn's.&lt;br /&gt;and don't say it's gross.&lt;br /&gt;cause it has been kept in a super airtight container.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112488821120141857?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' 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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-8363095.post-112488467854529501</id><published>2005-08-24T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T04:57:58.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cc selections.&lt;br /&gt;okay la huh.&lt;br /&gt;just that my twine too long.&lt;br /&gt;and the spars so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a very weird mood.&lt;br /&gt;not here not there.&lt;br /&gt;reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so empty. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;ever since that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go look through everything again.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112488467854529501?l=lurrveme-laurenn.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-8363095.post-112479565132371194</id><published>2005-08-23T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T04:55:00.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you can see those vulgarities threatening to escape from my heart now.&lt;br /&gt;erghh.&lt;br /&gt;that two-faced _____.&lt;br /&gt;yes talk bad about me.&lt;br /&gt;but can you just keep it to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;and actually realise whether what screwedup impression you have of me is true.&lt;br /&gt;i was just laughing with sam for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;how can that be __________ it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;okay so what if i cried.&lt;br /&gt;like as if no one else did.&lt;br /&gt;am i still supposed to be able to accept you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm hearing negative stuff from everybody about everything.&lt;br /&gt;really dragging me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;positive thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;somebody tell me positive stuff.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112479565132371194?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112479565132371194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112479565132371194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112479565132371194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112479565132371194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-can-see-those-vulgarities.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112471344791204561</id><published>2005-08-22T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T05:24:07.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sarahhh.&lt;br /&gt;why you tell them.&lt;br /&gt;i was just an innocent passerby,&lt;br /&gt;affected by some name-calling activity.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i cried myself dry.&lt;br /&gt;but i started again at apt.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;malam and i were walking tgd, crying silently.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly we spotted somebody and started wailing.&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of classmates.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we were having this unofficial sqd gathering at the toilet.&lt;br /&gt; so funny la.&lt;br /&gt;squad bonding through pop.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;the only good thing i can find out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yati.&lt;br /&gt;can i don't add them?&lt;br /&gt;so scary LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112471344791204561?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112471344791204561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112471344791204561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112471344791204561'/><link 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fearfactor=mealworms huh?&lt;br /&gt;that's so vc.&lt;br /&gt;i knew when i saw the shavings.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;next was the 1c classroom.&lt;br /&gt;that sapang.&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;screamed in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;cause apparently maam asked her to shout.&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up screaming at each other.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was interaction b/w squad+ncos.&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much?&lt;br /&gt;cause maamshirlyn disappeared to i-don't-know-where.&lt;br /&gt;and we ended up rehearsing pop.&lt;br /&gt;might as well.&lt;br /&gt;then rehearse in quarter u and blah.&lt;br /&gt;pop started at 12.&lt;br /&gt;i started tearing when we masuk baris.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;cause i saw that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody's&lt;/span&gt; eyes were red.&lt;br /&gt;then when they gave out the certs it rolled down.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;sam kept turning around.&lt;br /&gt;which made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;x/&lt;br /&gt;our squad was biased.&lt;br /&gt;cause we cheered the loudest for ncos.&lt;br /&gt;like which squad didn't la huh.&lt;br /&gt;crater cheered.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;such a tearjerker.&lt;br /&gt;and maamjy was BUC.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;when we were at the emptycorridor, sam and i started crying.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;so we must have looked weird.&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was refreshments.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;at first aries was relatively calm.&lt;br /&gt;then maams came over with the cake.&lt;br /&gt;then all of us started bawling.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;could see yati's face scrunching up.&lt;br /&gt;and that started everything off.&lt;br /&gt;all of us were crying continuously.&lt;br /&gt;when eating, we cried.&lt;br /&gt;when giving the presents, we cried.&lt;br /&gt;we wailed.&lt;br /&gt;we bawled.&lt;br /&gt;everybody just gave in.&lt;br /&gt;eh wait.&lt;br /&gt;apart from sharron and joanna.&lt;br /&gt;those hearts of steel.&lt;br /&gt;yati: "our is ICE. ours can melt..."&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;ncos gave us our presents then.&lt;br /&gt;$1.25?&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;we just exchanged our cards around and started crying again.&lt;br /&gt;and it's those body shaking kind.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;sang all the songs for crater.&lt;br /&gt;joanna took a video.&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;and we zaosia-ed like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;cause all of us were blubbering.&lt;br /&gt;either crying or laughing or both.&lt;br /&gt;took lots of pics.&lt;br /&gt;sqdmates sabo-ed me like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;they dragged/pushed me to her.&lt;br /&gt;and there i was protesting and kicking my legs everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;maams saw.&lt;br /&gt;and they were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;wails-&lt;br /&gt;so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maam.&lt;br /&gt;you ARE our ideal nco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgod.&lt;br /&gt;i just saw the video.&lt;br /&gt;ZAO SIA.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: i took 2h for this entry.&lt;br /&gt;-______________-|"|'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(con't)&lt;br /&gt;it's 2230.&lt;br /&gt;yati and i are still crying.&lt;br /&gt;we're going hysterical over msn.&lt;br /&gt;when will we ever get over it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112454025047360622?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112454025047360622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112454025047360622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112454025047360622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112454025047360622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-was-putting-off-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112446257660611812</id><published>2005-08-19T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T07:48:02.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>parade passed by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;at first was sec3 ncos.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;i felt so cheated.&lt;br /&gt;pt was horribly sianded.&lt;br /&gt;since we couldn't cheer at all.&lt;br /&gt;played double whacko.&lt;br /&gt;why everybody so...&lt;br /&gt;kan chiong.&lt;br /&gt;even maamszeling.&lt;br /&gt;she whacked me okay.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;okay okay forget that i said that.&lt;br /&gt;kanchiong is not exactly positive.&lt;br /&gt;is it?&lt;br /&gt;and i kept thinking silin was maamszeling.&lt;br /&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;then sec4maams came.&lt;br /&gt;mwahah.&lt;br /&gt;did flag pole erection.&lt;br /&gt;we erected the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i thought the maams told a white lie.&lt;br /&gt;it seemed that we took so long.&lt;br /&gt;-______________-|"|'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pop rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i forgot alot of the pop drills.&lt;br /&gt;and 14-1-2 was weird.&lt;br /&gt;was our dressing out?&lt;br /&gt;and thank god i'm not the one belok-ing at the front.&lt;br /&gt;but being at the front's nice!&lt;br /&gt;nvm i'm contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;my mood was rotten then.&lt;br /&gt;burning boots.&lt;br /&gt;scrambled emotions.&lt;br /&gt;dry lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erghh .&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't listen to blue- best in me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me overly emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP'S TMR!&lt;br /&gt;how how HOW?!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want.&lt;br /&gt;BOYCOTT!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112446257660611812?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112446257660611812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112446257660611812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112446257660611812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112446257660611812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/parade-passed-by-so-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112442130478018721</id><published>2005-08-19T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T07:45:40.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ponned school.&lt;br /&gt;yes shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep while polishing my boots.&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing landed on my housetee.&lt;br /&gt;so my tee is dirty.&lt;br /&gt;and my boots aren't polished.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't done my maths homework for long.&lt;br /&gt;the stuff is ruined.&lt;br /&gt;my uni isn't prepared at all.&lt;br /&gt;i still need to write personal msg.&lt;br /&gt;i owe houlaoshi lots of homework.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i owe the most in 2n.&lt;br /&gt;i've been quarelling with my mum for the past two months.&lt;br /&gt;not one happy moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i rambling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get a grip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's pop preparation.&lt;br /&gt;nothing can stop me from going.&lt;br /&gt;not even when i'm not supposed to be in sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm giving up the chance to go to perth.&lt;br /&gt;eh no.&lt;br /&gt;my parents are not giving me a chance to go perth.&lt;br /&gt;SGD 1235.&lt;br /&gt;anybody sponsoring me?&lt;br /&gt;np must go to perth next year.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112427978051704774</id><published>2005-08-17T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T04:56:20.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yati's five words made me tear.&lt;br /&gt;then cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody's&lt;/span&gt; five words had that same effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a moodswinging idiot for all i care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112427978051704774?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112427978051704774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>never knew those words could affect me that much.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the last apt.&lt;br /&gt;full attendance?&lt;br /&gt;i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests were usual.&lt;br /&gt;you know... not studying and ending up crapping through and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch c&amp;amp;c factory again.&lt;br /&gt;bought yiying+peirong their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;end up cost 30++.&lt;br /&gt;heart-ache.&lt;br /&gt;tgd with the other one, is 60++&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i typed a whole lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but it'll just go on a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;and get burned up.&lt;br /&gt;and there it goes.&lt;br /&gt;into the air.&lt;br /&gt;never to return.&lt;br /&gt;right?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112427915708995456?l=lurrveme-laurenn.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-8363095.post-112419670210539131</id><published>2005-08-16T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T05:53:29.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he sure is blind.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have went for apt.&lt;br /&gt;during pumping my knees hurt like ___&lt;br /&gt;[insert any extreme word.]&lt;br /&gt;it felt like the bones there were growing all in the wrong places.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;i lean here, pain.&lt;br /&gt;then shift my kneecap, still pain.&lt;br /&gt;at first i kept ouch-ing to marg.&lt;br /&gt;then maam came over.&lt;br /&gt;so had to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;thus i didn't do the last 20 properly.&lt;br /&gt;twenty.&lt;br /&gt;yes. what crap.&lt;br /&gt;and we kept the balls.&lt;br /&gt;four-days-before-pop balls?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh!&lt;br /&gt;art was fun.&lt;br /&gt;we applied the fixer thingy.&lt;br /&gt;i conveniently forgot and plastered the batik on my blouse.&lt;br /&gt;x((&lt;br /&gt;so there was this huge stain.&lt;br /&gt;that could not be washed off.&lt;br /&gt;so it looked like i was perspiring permanantly.&lt;br /&gt;and there's a few drops on my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;clumsy. or is it plain stupidity?&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lx had her sci practical today.&lt;br /&gt;and she actually managed to finish.&lt;br /&gt;before time.&lt;br /&gt;that kukoo.&lt;br /&gt;and i waited for her okay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam, i don't need to stick to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i've contracted your unluckiness.&lt;br /&gt;six in a row.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;there's only that much my heart can take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112419670210539131?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112411038353476796</id><published>2005-08-15T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T05:53:03.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why why WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;why must you be so cruel to me huh.&lt;br /&gt;what orange+black striped bikini?!&lt;br /&gt;and infront of her[them].&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;this is increasingly humiliating.&lt;br /&gt;i hereby declare.&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;i don't wear bikinis.&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't looking for bikinis.&lt;br /&gt;and don't talk crap infront of them agn!&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back.&lt;br /&gt;apparently i have to give to the tomato.&lt;br /&gt;-_________-|'|"&lt;br /&gt;i think it'll be real spas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2ndlvlemptycorridor doesn't belong to us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and that was so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;since we were chased to so many places.&lt;br /&gt;we sat on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;then went to 3rd level.&lt;br /&gt;then finally the bench outside PC room.&lt;br /&gt;and ahma was so pissed cause her mood was scrambled.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;acteress.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112411038353476796?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112411038353476796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112411038353476796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112411038353476796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112411038353476796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-why-why-why-must-you-be-so-cruel.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112403168792044444</id><published>2005-08-14T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T08:01:30.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i'm highhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for maths and chi tuition.&lt;br /&gt;he was scolding the girl infront of me throughout maths.&lt;br /&gt;because she didn't learn her trigo properly.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhhaaha.&lt;br /&gt;i passed that test with flying colours!&lt;br /&gt;that was what sharron claimed for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;then chi.&lt;br /&gt;i was smsing yati.&lt;br /&gt;then finally!&lt;br /&gt;could meet them.&lt;br /&gt;(((:&lt;br /&gt;in the end i was super early.&lt;br /&gt;bus 36. (x&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;went cine more than words.&lt;br /&gt;but nothing to buy.&lt;br /&gt;went heeren.&lt;br /&gt;pink flowery shorts!&lt;br /&gt;(((x&lt;br /&gt;and they kept calling me when they saw bikinis.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;she can wear, i cannot.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;they bought cards.&lt;br /&gt;yati and i are going to be more sincere.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;bought lots of gummies.&lt;br /&gt;"$3.40! aiyah add more lah. $3.65! haiyo."&lt;br /&gt;we were trying to aim for $3.60 you see.&lt;br /&gt;easier to divide.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we gave up and decided on $4.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to walk to ps.&lt;br /&gt;bought everything there.&lt;br /&gt;went arcade.&lt;br /&gt;shoot shoot shoot.&lt;br /&gt;then went lj.&lt;br /&gt;i got one piece extra!&lt;br /&gt;so total is 4 pieces.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;it became my lunch+dinner.&lt;br /&gt;at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;hah! so it's lunner?&lt;br /&gt;lame.&lt;br /&gt;took neos!&lt;br /&gt;yy+marg+yati+me.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;turned out okay.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted the one with the animals!&lt;br /&gt;so cuteee.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad got reflection.&lt;br /&gt;chionged home.&lt;br /&gt;but the family dinner ended already.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;is that why you're angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;whyisitthatyoumustbenicetoeveryoneelsebutus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112403168792044444?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112392689260280489</id><published>2005-08-13T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T02:54:53.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why were there pics of cedarnp on the web huh.&lt;br /&gt;weirddd.&lt;br /&gt;but it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;just enter cedar npcc on google.&lt;br /&gt;and you'll get all sorts of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112392689260280489?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112392689260280489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually i'm not supposed to update.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were okaay.&lt;br /&gt;got back chi results.&lt;br /&gt;oral was 22/30&lt;br /&gt;one mark less than that sapang.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest i don't wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly was funny(:&lt;br /&gt;and that malam go call me ___ infront of ahem.&lt;br /&gt;freak lah you.&lt;br /&gt;so obvious cann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for parade.&lt;br /&gt;actual pt was sianded.&lt;br /&gt;since we couldn't cheer properly.&lt;br /&gt;hall have oral.&lt;br /&gt;classrm block got those remedial stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then after that was okay.&lt;br /&gt;but why is it all about studies huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campcraft was &lt;s&gt;pure torture.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sparks flying around our group.&lt;br /&gt;tension was there,&lt;br /&gt;but at the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debrief made me pek chek.&lt;br /&gt;cause all i could hear was sam blowing her nose.&lt;br /&gt;so with the boing boing of the netballs and the 1234, 1!, i gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;2.4 today.&lt;br /&gt;ran with margaret.&lt;br /&gt;the weather was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;but the ground was irritatingly slippery.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i couldn't even sprint properly for the last round.&lt;br /&gt;ms poon didn't tell us the timing.&lt;br /&gt;but i heard 13++ for the ppl behind us.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;but not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;and why you all tell maams i got thirty!&lt;br /&gt;what if not huhhh.&lt;br /&gt;then so darn embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112385955372419615?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112377388995662455</id><published>2005-08-11T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T08:24:49.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah.&lt;br /&gt;aries has apparently made up.&lt;br /&gt;5h after WW5 erupted.&lt;br /&gt;ooh.&lt;br /&gt;five and five.&lt;br /&gt;okay lame.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the WW5 was from yati.&lt;br /&gt;and yes.&lt;br /&gt;syikin made a wonderful speech(?) at aries' blog.&lt;br /&gt;go read go read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just bored.&lt;br /&gt;normally i'll be polishing my boots now.&lt;br /&gt;but today i finished at 9+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what!&lt;br /&gt;my mum went to use my tape.&lt;br /&gt;the tape with the recording of crater.&lt;br /&gt;so now it's full of her stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and NONE of mine.&lt;br /&gt;grumbles-&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112376075230653177</id><published>2005-08-11T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T04:45:52.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so tired LAH.&lt;br /&gt;the weather is making me slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i realised that the cut was still bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;when i was already going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;so i just slapped on some antiseptic.&lt;br /&gt;and piaked the bandage on.&lt;br /&gt;cause there was no plasters.&lt;br /&gt;i was ouching through apt.&lt;br /&gt;hurts like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't slash, you freaks.&lt;br /&gt;so don't give me those faces.&lt;br /&gt;even if i did, you would have to say my aiming's lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science prac was weird.&lt;br /&gt;rush rush rush.&lt;br /&gt;then i realised i didn't bring ruler and eraser.&lt;br /&gt;and i couldn't find my pen.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;acids and alkalis wasn't even tested.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back again.&lt;br /&gt;in the class, quarrelling.&lt;br /&gt;canteen, quarelling.&lt;br /&gt;is the the new form of communication btw aries?&lt;br /&gt;actually i don't even see where's the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyy just reminded me that 2.4's tmr&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;we only got one trial before.&lt;br /&gt;and my timing was 15 min.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;that's not enough for A right?&lt;br /&gt;okay that's a B.&lt;br /&gt;A is 14.51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i found my half-inch rope.&lt;br /&gt;tgd with the balls i thought i lost.&lt;br /&gt;eh. that sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept 7 newspp balls okay.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i labelled.&lt;br /&gt;and why do we need to show the balls huh?&lt;br /&gt;so gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112368787823780711</id><published>2005-08-10T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T03:59:01.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's yingyongwen and banyueji for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;and it's 2315.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;and i still can't freaking memorise the equations.&lt;br /&gt;chem.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;CHEM.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;slaps self-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metal+acid &gt; salt+hydrogen&lt;br /&gt;acid+alkali &gt; salt+water&lt;br /&gt;acid+carbonate &gt; salt+CO2+water&lt;br /&gt;correct?&lt;br /&gt;must be.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll go whack yati.&lt;br /&gt;cause i didn't get to bring my books home.&lt;br /&gt;so i couldn't do any homework.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't study.&lt;br /&gt;eeps.&lt;br /&gt;and it's a SPA test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;groans-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh..&lt;br /&gt;about today.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;celestine was the latest.&lt;br /&gt;she made us wait for half hour okay.&lt;br /&gt;big shot ah? (x&lt;br /&gt;and margaret's house is really ulu.&lt;br /&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;halfway through the icecream man came.&lt;br /&gt;everybody was screaming for him.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;he was so bewildered.&lt;br /&gt;cause he could hear the voices.&lt;br /&gt;but not see where it came from.&lt;br /&gt;and marg's mum paid for everything.&lt;br /&gt;so nice of her(:&lt;br /&gt;and yati was having the artist's temperament.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;all of us had to rely on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;is the hurricanelamp such a low profile item?&lt;br /&gt;there's like limited info on it.&lt;br /&gt;which means i still haven't found out why the hurricane lamp is blue.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112368787823780711?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112368787823780711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112368787823780711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112368787823780711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112368787823780711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/theres-yingyongwen-and-banyueji-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112364798421445621</id><published>2005-08-10T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:26:24.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohgod.&lt;br /&gt;i just cut myself.&lt;br /&gt;accidently.&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts to the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;the cut's super deep.&lt;br /&gt;and it keeps bleeding!&lt;br /&gt;pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i used the plaster that i kop-ed from lyy.&lt;br /&gt;that looks wrong on me.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sick of the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just not go.&lt;br /&gt;and they will just whack me.&lt;br /&gt;since i have the cards and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning into a couch potato.&lt;br /&gt;i need a chauffeur to drive me to serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;anybody?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112364798421445621?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112364798421445621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112364798421445621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112364798421445621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112364798421445621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/ohgod.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112360215100355951</id><published>2005-08-09T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T08:42:31.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i slept through the day.&lt;br /&gt;dreamless sleep.&lt;br /&gt;kind of peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;nobody to disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up, i literally jumped.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;cause i heard the parade commander.&lt;br /&gt;from ndp lah.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like 'SHIT! THE PARADE!'&lt;br /&gt;then all the TVs were turned to chnl 5 instantly.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my family.&lt;br /&gt;but i still missed quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole thing was boring.&lt;br /&gt;as in the performances.&lt;br /&gt;although there was 3 times more fireworks and all.&lt;br /&gt;it was irritating to be able to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;but not see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out that 2h np ppl went lido.&lt;br /&gt;why didn't we see them!.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;and it should be roughly around the same time.&lt;br /&gt;so many cedarians there.&lt;br /&gt;and of all of them we had to see maams.&lt;br /&gt;but it was so crowded everywhere we went.&lt;br /&gt;i hate squeezing.&lt;br /&gt;okay random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we going margaret's house tmr!&lt;br /&gt;ahma yati celestine me.&lt;br /&gt;to do the stuff(:&lt;br /&gt;and margaret forgot to remind me to bring the stuff!&lt;br /&gt;that poot.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to remind celestine to bring the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;too late. tmr then.&lt;br /&gt;and it's at serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;i'd love a sqdmate that lives in eunos.&lt;br /&gt;that'll be great (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 min left before your birthday is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112360215100355951?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112360215100355951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112360215100355951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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5.50&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;and we wore the gloves(:&lt;br /&gt;started raining halfway.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;so had to stop marshalling and the parade was delayed.&lt;br /&gt;so we sat at 1s bench.&lt;br /&gt;and started singing.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;and for some unknown reason,&lt;br /&gt;the sec3ma'ams kept taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but when we sang, the rain became lighter.&lt;br /&gt;so we started singing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;the vvip came only when the rain stopped.&lt;br /&gt;abit later than eight.&lt;br /&gt;fashionably late i guess.&lt;br /&gt;sqdmates were complaining through the walkietalkies.&lt;br /&gt;because we missed the march in.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;then we rushed to the outdoor parade and blah.&lt;br /&gt;(((:&lt;br /&gt;so cool.&lt;br /&gt;and our side kept cheering when they did the 3ranks to 2 ranks and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so extra.&lt;br /&gt;then went for the refreshments that maam managed to get for us.&lt;br /&gt;after that was indoor activities!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;sam sabo-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;that kukoo kept kicking my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;and np cheered for every ma'am who received prize.&lt;br /&gt;and thasneem too(:&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;must have been nice.&lt;br /&gt;getting prize.&lt;br /&gt;boost to ego.&lt;br /&gt;and the fusion dance was ahhhhhh. very nice.&lt;br /&gt;now everybody thinks maamliwen is hot(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and maamjoleen sang too.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;halfway through mrslee came to ask for my option form.&lt;br /&gt;like wth.&lt;br /&gt;so had to run all the way back with marg.&lt;br /&gt;and made a very rushed decision.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;then by the time we went back they started singing already.&lt;br /&gt;all 14 of us were so damn high okay.&lt;br /&gt;started shouting out everything.&lt;br /&gt;and doing billibanja according to munnaeru dunnowhat.&lt;br /&gt;and jumping to chan mali chan.&lt;br /&gt;and doing some extreme body wave.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;until marg and i fell down.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;and those ahems kept stepping on my boots.&lt;br /&gt;i was shouting at them and they still didn't get the hint.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;and they decided to extend the singing session.&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;pure high-ness.&lt;br /&gt;my place was fairly good (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realised it was ncc pop.&lt;br /&gt;sarah was like 'can you imagine us having pop now?!'&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;will be so anti-climax to the highness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while coming out from the hall,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go out as a squad.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;at first there were 11sqdmates?&lt;br /&gt;then jojo wanted to bowl with 2h.&lt;br /&gt;so left 10.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to tp banquet.&lt;br /&gt;by then 2 left for home.&lt;br /&gt;and we found out the hierarchy!&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;it's very...&lt;br /&gt;anyway i shouldn't be saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;then tanisha left.&lt;br /&gt;and 4 sqdmates decided to leave after being so bloated.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so sarah yati and i went to ntuc.&lt;br /&gt;to look at ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;crazy.&lt;br /&gt;then sarah left.&lt;br /&gt;yati and i decided to go ps.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;it was there that we decided to watch c&amp;amp;c factory.&lt;br /&gt;and the queue there was whoaa.&lt;br /&gt;from one side all the way to another.&lt;br /&gt;so we went cine.&lt;br /&gt;the timings there were way off.&lt;br /&gt;then we went lido.&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;bought tix.&lt;br /&gt;saw mliwen myiting mjoycelyn.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't go out in np u.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;the show was weirdly funny.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;those little ppl who apparently reminded yati of mrtay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is getting too long.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112342720339186096</id><published>2005-08-07T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T08:06:46.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm supposed to be sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;since i have to wake up at 4.15&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;but it's so warm.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm talking to yati.&lt;br /&gt;hehh.&lt;br /&gt;talking to her's nice.&lt;br /&gt;can gush about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112342720339186096?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8363095.post-112340358136161048</id><published>2005-08-07T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T02:29:54.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from marathon tuition.&lt;br /&gt;so sleeeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;yawns-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marshalling tomorrow((:&lt;br /&gt;but apparently my mum's on strike.&lt;br /&gt;she refuses to drive me to school.&lt;br /&gt;when i intend to reach cedar at 0625.&lt;br /&gt;which means i need to wake up at 4+&lt;br /&gt;to catch the bus and all.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm starting to think that we'll miss the parade.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;what if mjy misinterpreted my qn,&lt;br /&gt;and thought i meant singing at the courtyard?!&lt;br /&gt;and she's supposed to tell us whether we need to change to redwhite clothes.&lt;br /&gt;and it's 1630 now.&lt;br /&gt;if we need to wear redwhite i can just kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;cause i didn't bother to buy any.&lt;br /&gt;i mustmustmust get to see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;yati's qn caught me by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of it before.&lt;br /&gt;but not in detail.&lt;br /&gt;i just sincerely hope it's that simple lah.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112340358136161048?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112340358136161048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112340358136161048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112340358136161048'/><link 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ah.&lt;br /&gt;get blur so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got cheated before also.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;some boliao sqdmate called me usign mjy's voice.&lt;br /&gt;and i believed okay.&lt;br /&gt;said yes ma'am like 3-4 times.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go already.&lt;br /&gt;tuition's at 1130.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112338329813527865?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112338329813527865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112338329813527865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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where it's from.&lt;br /&gt;some activity i guess.&lt;br /&gt;which means it super loud.&lt;br /&gt;since the only place that i see with the tents and all.&lt;br /&gt;is at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;it just stopped.&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly those &lt;s&gt;idiots&lt;/s&gt; who normally make a ruckus at the bball court are silent.&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112325175955267107?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112325175955267107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112325175955267107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;gathered at 2c.&lt;br /&gt;and stuffed the thing.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry sharron.&lt;br /&gt;cause before i could stuff hers,&lt;br /&gt;all the stuffing was gone.&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 2ndlvlemptycorridor.&lt;br /&gt;and we made alot of noise there.&lt;br /&gt;we = yati+sam+celestine+ahma+me.&lt;br /&gt;sam and i talked to celestine from the 1stlvl okay.&lt;br /&gt;when she is at the 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;infront of maams. ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;we were high you see.&lt;br /&gt;and yati poked my butt with her bottle.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed okay.&lt;br /&gt;cause i was caught by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;and i was chasing her everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;with her covering her ass.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently i have to do the silver twirly thing.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;it's so gonna look weird.&lt;br /&gt;cause i can't do it on caps.&lt;br /&gt;and big letters.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;and that shazreenbanu.&lt;br /&gt;thatwhiteteethedcurlyhaired &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sqdmate&lt;/span&gt; of mine.&lt;br /&gt;snatched it away from me!&lt;br /&gt;blast her lah!&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;and she actually consoled me by saying 'don't worry, you'll get to do the...'&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER LAH.&lt;br /&gt;everybody was saying be fair be fair.&lt;br /&gt;but she just walked away and did it.&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;shazreen, i am not pissed with you.&lt;br /&gt;just irritated by the unfairness.&lt;br /&gt;stomps away-&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.&lt;br /&gt;the rehearsal was nice.&lt;br /&gt;just that halfway through sqdmates started complaining and nagging and blah.&lt;br /&gt;so had to go back.&lt;br /&gt;if we ever have to miss it on mon,&lt;br /&gt;i'll just scream and whack them okay.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;now i'm looking forward to natday.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be my third time...&lt;br /&gt;x-cty.&lt;br /&gt;mtp.&lt;br /&gt;natday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost my wallet...&lt;br /&gt;:(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112324584694014967?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112324584694014967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112324584694014967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112324584694014967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112324584694014967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/d-went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112320891690694224</id><published>2005-08-05T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T19:28:36.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i'm already bored.&lt;br /&gt;there's only lyy online.&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they'll be having recess now.&lt;br /&gt;3h30min more till sch ends.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep while doing the thing ytd.&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was like 'shit!'&lt;br /&gt;thankgod i didn't pierce my eye while sleeping or something.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;and i got to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;till 9+&lt;br /&gt;quite generous of them.&lt;br /&gt;considering that normally they'll be screaming at me to get up.&lt;br /&gt;think i'll just prepare full u.&lt;br /&gt;i've not washed it since ...&lt;br /&gt;pdp.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but it smells normal.&lt;br /&gt;smell-less.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;i miss sqdmates.&lt;br /&gt;about 4h more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112320891690694224?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112320891690694224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112320891690694224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sci i was stoning.&lt;br /&gt;during lit i was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;during eng i was still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;nice weather(:&lt;br /&gt;stephanie and marg were fighting over my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;and i had my pouchful of cotton to hug!(:&lt;br /&gt;sharron and i were passing msgs.&lt;br /&gt;assuming other identities.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch we went around asking ppl to do marshalling.&lt;br /&gt;so little wanted.&lt;br /&gt;cause they were afraid to miss the parade.&lt;br /&gt;tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;like as if we want to miss.&lt;br /&gt;anyway when we finished forcing,&lt;br /&gt;ahma and i went to look for maamjy.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;this was where it started.&lt;br /&gt;cause we thought we were really late.&lt;br /&gt;[note: it was around 2.]&lt;br /&gt;so we ran all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;checked the labs.&lt;br /&gt;checked np store.&lt;br /&gt;checked canteen.&lt;br /&gt;checked classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to peep inside the theaterette.&lt;br /&gt;and she was inside.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;by then it was 2.15&lt;br /&gt;so we just had to wait outside.&lt;br /&gt;and entertain ourselves with guides doing drills.&lt;br /&gt;and the racial harmony board.&lt;br /&gt;and the numerous ppl running past.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;by the time she came out it was almost 1h.&lt;br /&gt;we were so delirious with hunger that we sedia-ed ourselves and waited okay.&lt;br /&gt;which caused yati and diyanah to call us goondus.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so we asked all the qns and blah.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to just run all the way to the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;and maam had to turn around suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;we almost fell over each other trying to stop.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'll post all the info on aries' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the squad cancelled the thing today.&lt;br /&gt;some last minute decision.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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something.&lt;br /&gt;thank god there's no parade this week.&lt;br /&gt;the germs are spreeading.&lt;br /&gt;and serene, stop gloating.&lt;br /&gt;when you were the one who started it.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHARRON&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;you better be thankful okay.&lt;br /&gt;the casualty over here is helping you do.&lt;br /&gt;the thing that you passed me today.&lt;br /&gt;the thing that should be ready by tmr.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like whacking you.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;i asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;it's a form of entertainment anyway.&lt;br /&gt;poke poke,&lt;br /&gt;into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my fingers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112308216714952057?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112306968270425024</id><published>2005-08-03T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T04:48:02.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me see...&lt;br /&gt;chi test was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;geog was well... normal.&lt;br /&gt;chi oral sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chi summary was so darn difficult.&lt;br /&gt;gave up and just cut off one whole para.&lt;br /&gt;which is something that i'm not supposed to do for sure.&lt;br /&gt;that's what happens when you slack during hmt.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;considering that i didn't even get to study.&lt;br /&gt;the questions are direct and all.&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot the impacts of ailing earth.&lt;br /&gt;under the teaching of taitai.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oral was horrrendous.&lt;br /&gt;cause of my sorethroat.&lt;br /&gt;i zao sia-ed when reading the passage.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;and i was on a roundabout during conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dry prac!(((:&lt;br /&gt;was so damn super duper fun.&lt;br /&gt;although we wasted alot of time waiting there and all.&lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;actually getting to hold the revolver was exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;before that the sir was explaining to us the parts and blah.&lt;br /&gt;and i conclude that he is a lousy speaker.&lt;br /&gt;no offence.&lt;br /&gt;he mumbles. softly.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;even if we say cannot hear there isn't any difference!&lt;br /&gt;but it was still okay.&lt;br /&gt;figured out everything.&lt;br /&gt;managed to try it out... twice.&lt;br /&gt;but the second round was abit shibai.&lt;br /&gt;cause my arms started cramping.&lt;br /&gt;most prob due to fiveitems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh.&lt;br /&gt;forgot to mention about fiveitems.&lt;br /&gt;apt was so darn tiring before that.&lt;br /&gt;luckily first one was sitandreach.&lt;br /&gt;and the velcros sucked okay.&lt;br /&gt;once you do everything will become unstuck.&lt;br /&gt;irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn.&lt;br /&gt;inclined pull-ups.&lt;br /&gt;i was so afraid to screw up.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;cause i could do vv little at the one at the track.&lt;br /&gt;standing bj was fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;at first i did 170+&lt;br /&gt;then second try was 193.&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;my shuttlerun was so much worse than last year.&lt;br /&gt;at first 11.1&lt;br /&gt;then 10.8&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;did situps with haslina.&lt;br /&gt;she's such a lousy motivator.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;when i did 3o she was like aiyah no need to do already.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in conclusion i got A for all five!&lt;br /&gt;whheee.&lt;br /&gt;so now just need to work super hard for 2.4&lt;br /&gt;since that pulled down everything last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i told my mum that i wanted to quit jap.&lt;br /&gt;she was like shouting at me.&lt;br /&gt;and it escalated into a shouting match.&lt;br /&gt;howw...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112306968270425024?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112306968270425024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112306968270425024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112306968270425024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112306968270425024'/><link rel='alternate' 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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has &lt;/span&gt;a high fever of 39.6&lt;br /&gt;her results will still be capped.&lt;br /&gt;but she didn't even know tmr got geog test.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;that kukuhead.&lt;br /&gt;ohwait.&lt;br /&gt;apparently she didn't know there's a chi test too.&lt;br /&gt;sighs-&lt;br /&gt;no wonder she was huh-ing when i kept telling her it'll be capped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohsheesh.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to pass dwn msg.&lt;br /&gt;dryprac tmr(:&lt;br /&gt;it had better be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;it's the only thing that'll pull me through tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112298592823833990?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112298592823833990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i'm hungry!&lt;br /&gt;hungry.hungry.hungry.&lt;br /&gt;there's no decent food.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not allowed to eat instantnoodles.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;and to think i actually expected lunch.&lt;br /&gt;grumbles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;31.5 upon 40.&lt;br /&gt;and the class whoa-ed when they knew.&lt;br /&gt;like wth! so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;i AM capable of such results.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;but there was still a careless mistake.&lt;br /&gt;and ohshit!&lt;br /&gt;need parents siganture.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't bring the paper back.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the hist results were disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe not since i didn't expect anything.&lt;br /&gt;at least i passed(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;community singing wasn't really singing.&lt;br /&gt;so boring.&lt;br /&gt;learned some hand signs thingy.&lt;br /&gt;which 99% of cedar won't do on natday.&lt;br /&gt;apart from redcross that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;my voice is becoming normal(:&lt;br /&gt;just as well.&lt;br /&gt;oral's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and chi test.&lt;br /&gt;and geog test.&lt;br /&gt;and fiveitems.&lt;br /&gt;and dryprac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'...aug3 will be a bad day.'&lt;br /&gt;- by i dunno who.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;those whacked out teachers like to place every single thing on one day.&lt;br /&gt;just cancel the first four items.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112296732151092245?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112296732151092245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112296732151092245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112296732151092245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112296732151092245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-hungry-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112289976590408113</id><published>2005-08-01T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T10:11:51.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want to hack the moodswinging part of me away.&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apt was real bad.&lt;br /&gt;the scolding hit me badly i guess.&lt;br /&gt;partially because of maam's voice.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;but when the word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; came up,&lt;br /&gt;it was like a tight slap across the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;nobodynoticedthosedrips.ihope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sadly.&lt;br /&gt;i zaosia-ed while greeting ma'ams today.&lt;br /&gt;infront of ma'amtianruo.&lt;br /&gt;-.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i think mrsng must hate me by now.&lt;br /&gt;cause i didn't even do her work.&lt;br /&gt;not intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;it purely slipped my mind.&lt;br /&gt;well. the most recent one.&lt;br /&gt;like hello. i do like maths(:&lt;br /&gt;but not when i don't even have a book to do in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art was spastic.&lt;br /&gt;we actually drew on leekuanyew.&lt;br /&gt;sheepish grin-&lt;br /&gt;but he got his revenge though.&lt;br /&gt;i was burned by yiying's tjanting.&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celestine/sarah and i went ppmac for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;pure brainlessness.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed over the weirdest stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;i know my voice is sexy now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;well. it's only for now.&lt;br /&gt;until i get my proper one back that is.&lt;br /&gt;and the lure of ntuc was simply too great.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to pon jap.&lt;br /&gt;might as well.&lt;br /&gt;since we are withdrawing.&lt;br /&gt;kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;since once we withdraw,&lt;br /&gt;everything's over.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'll regret it.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna write the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;personal message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; later.&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;it will be the longest i can ever squeeze on an A4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0111&lt;/span&gt;//edit:&lt;br /&gt;apparently the sizes are okay.&lt;br /&gt;and my personal message is done.&lt;br /&gt;and it's onehalf page long okay.&lt;br /&gt;no spaces, no blanks.&lt;br /&gt;still that long.&lt;br /&gt;shall have to do draft two(:&lt;br /&gt;goodness. so primary school.&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112289976590408113?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112289976590408113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i dug out some old tape.&lt;br /&gt;that was in my shoebox of np stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i had forgotten all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;i realised it was of crater.&lt;br /&gt;on tv.&lt;br /&gt;doing some cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt; was like so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112273349025957937?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112273349025957937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112273349025957937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;delayed to tmr only.&lt;br /&gt;and it's so cold now.&lt;br /&gt;have to use the disgusting cedar jacket.&lt;br /&gt;i left my bum one in school.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised dryprac's this wed.&lt;br /&gt;but so is oral.&lt;br /&gt;and so is fiveitems.&lt;br /&gt;and many more that i must've forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmy.&lt;br /&gt;i better get my voice back before then.&lt;br /&gt;or else i can never save my chi grades.&lt;br /&gt;which are disappointingly low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;there's some birthday dinner later.&lt;br /&gt;all i want to do is sleep.&lt;br /&gt;through tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;all the way to wed's dryprac.&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;harhar.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like asking the obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112270543632383788?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112268375196195583</id><published>2005-07-30T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T17:37:00.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;- couldn't even speak when i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;- my nose is irritatingly blocked.&lt;br /&gt;- my whole head feels so flushed.&lt;br /&gt;- my whole body's aching.&lt;br /&gt;wails-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to go tuition later.&lt;br /&gt;can't my parents just pity me for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112268375196195583?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112264023541343046</id><published>2005-07-29T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T17:14:54.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;racial harmony day was boring.&lt;br /&gt;all i did was to change alot.&lt;br /&gt;at first i wore the girl one.&lt;br /&gt;then guy one.&lt;br /&gt;then a different girl one(:&lt;br /&gt;and the maths test was horrible terrible vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know how to do one sum.&lt;br /&gt;sam, sharron and so many ppl all knew!&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;and it cost me freaking six marks okay!&lt;br /&gt;i have only four marks left for my a1.&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to parade.&lt;br /&gt;maam joycelyn took a picture of us.&lt;br /&gt;in our costumes.&lt;br /&gt;i almost zao geng.&lt;br /&gt;used joanna's scarf to cover.&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so sianded during pt.&lt;br /&gt;cause they made us run at the track.&lt;br /&gt;2n  ran 8 rounds there for pe already.&lt;br /&gt;and since i have a sore throat, i couldn't cheer.&lt;br /&gt;baohui refused to let me to.&lt;br /&gt;saying that i sounded disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why this time sqdmates leave so early?!&lt;br /&gt;at least it seems early to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campcraft was pegging.&lt;br /&gt;apparently our line is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;since it has curves.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;at least we did it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;albeit the overshooting in time.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;paired up with syikin for pegging.&lt;br /&gt;that was where it all started.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;syikin is the only pro one who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maamserene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;praised&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;you can see her head swelling nowww.&lt;br /&gt;and you can imagine the pressure i had under her,&lt;br /&gt;anyway i managed to peg a normal one.&lt;br /&gt;but maam  said my swing not big enough.&lt;br /&gt;so have to re-peg.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is that they have high standards which only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt; can achieve.&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;but i find that when i use big swings and blah.&lt;br /&gt;my pegging really goes haywire.&lt;br /&gt;and it's super slow.&lt;br /&gt;so isn't it better for me to just do normally?!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;and syikin was busy cheering me on.&lt;br /&gt;by exclaiming over my so-called sexy voice.&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;i can't even speak normally.&lt;br /&gt;and i was shaking with laughter while pegging.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for drills.&lt;br /&gt;our grp didn't perform up to standard at all.&lt;br /&gt;i had to give timing.&lt;br /&gt;for two drills only.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;cause i really couldn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;i would either zao sia or choke.&lt;br /&gt;so much less could i command/do moi.&lt;br /&gt;all i could do was to mouth out everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debrief.&lt;br /&gt;didn't really know what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;since whenever i coughed i would miss out one chunk of what maams were saying.&lt;br /&gt;and maamserene wanted me to give opinions on what ncos did.&lt;br /&gt;groans-&lt;br /&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;i'm croaking and squeaking.&lt;br /&gt;and simply just forcing out evey word from me.&lt;br /&gt;the first word i said and i zao sia-ed.&lt;br /&gt;-_________________-|'|&lt;br /&gt;had to speak through sam.&lt;br /&gt;then i was grumbling to sam why the lollipops cannot take us.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately maamserene saw.&lt;br /&gt;and sam spilled out what i was grumbling about.&lt;br /&gt;tsk!&lt;br /&gt;embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;apparently the mama shop caused the dry prac and remedials.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;no more parades with ncos anymoreee.&lt;br /&gt;next one is already pop preparation.&lt;br /&gt;we were rushed home after parade.&lt;br /&gt;and can you imagine how it'll be like on pop itself?&lt;br /&gt;somebody spilled milo on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;had to clean up after them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised this entry's darn long.&lt;br /&gt;and syikin.&lt;br /&gt;i am not delusional.&lt;br /&gt;and i am not racist.&lt;br /&gt;neither am i ego.&lt;br /&gt;i will not seduce the bus driver.&lt;br /&gt;and most imptly.&lt;br /&gt;i will never fall in love with noelinelee.&lt;br /&gt;i still have some taste(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112264023541343046?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112255841717997824</id><published>2005-07-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T06:46:57.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;apparently it's still screwed.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall type in small this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art was first period.&lt;br /&gt;yiyng irritated me once and i dripped wax.&lt;br /&gt;onto the paper.&lt;br /&gt;i almost wanted to throw the tjanting at her.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;but overall it was fun((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring the ss book for hist.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;went to 2s to borrow.&lt;br /&gt;but ms jou refused.&lt;br /&gt;rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;sirtan was teaching 20.&lt;br /&gt;so cannot borrow.&lt;br /&gt;had to go all the way to 2i.&lt;br /&gt;and ms chia didn't even use the book!&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and patricia and i are always cheating at sci ):&lt;br /&gt;cause we get those weird readings.&lt;br /&gt;so we just alter them to fit everything.&lt;br /&gt;just to liu mian zi.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the other lessons are not worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kovan with joanna+celestine after school.&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;we were considering the streams to take.&lt;br /&gt;all of us would be putting option 2 or 8.&lt;br /&gt;should i take physics or bio!?&lt;br /&gt;can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just thankful my parents aren't forcing me to opt for trip sci yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we are not getting our lollipops!&lt;br /&gt;cheat my feelings only!&lt;br /&gt;why must the mama shop close!&lt;br /&gt;yah i know there's other stuff to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;i feel cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to wear the guy's costume tmr.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;either that or the puny pink girl's one.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of options is this.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112255841717997824?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112255841717997824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112255841717997824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112255841717997824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112255841717997824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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SLEEEP!&lt;br /&gt;actually we don't have to finish by tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just itching to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;this is the second time i doing okay.&lt;br /&gt;the first time it looked relatively like blubber.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm re-stuffing it.&lt;br /&gt;and i kept sneezing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wails-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112247646935232037?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112247646935232037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112247646935232037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112247646935232037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cannot read tell me.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm the one who can't see what i'm typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stretched the cloth for batik during art.&lt;br /&gt;i had to staple for 8 darn people okay.&lt;br /&gt;that's like 176 staples.&lt;br /&gt;bully me only.&lt;br /&gt;just because i'm from np doesn't mean my armpower rocks.&lt;br /&gt;rushed to canteen to see 2n performing.&lt;br /&gt;they looked real weird.&lt;br /&gt;and messy i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back to do some really weird looking stuff today.&lt;br /&gt;patirck+ gloves epuals to?&lt;br /&gt;sam and i walked all over the place while doing.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;talked about some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is chill...&lt;br /&gt;just like what you used to say to me all the time(:&lt;br /&gt;we got chased to the canteen since the classrooms had to be locked.&lt;br /&gt;and i caused yati to cry!&lt;br /&gt;))):&lt;br /&gt;because i smacked her too hard accidently.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;she asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;what about their butts lah?!&lt;br /&gt;anyway she was laughing and crying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;just like how i was the day before.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were being really perv at that time.&lt;br /&gt;talked about every part eh?&lt;br /&gt;yati ruined my sewing on the way home!&lt;br /&gt;still dare to say she sew very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing it on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;poked into my finger dunno how mnay time lah.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;this had better be for... heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall finish up later.&lt;br /&gt;throw lit to the back of my mind(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112246214682337565?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8363095.post-112237290956707988</id><published>2005-07-26T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T08:11:15.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been laughing too much.&lt;br /&gt;ever since ytd's incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed through morning apt.&lt;br /&gt;and roughly through today.&lt;br /&gt;crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and you should see my maths wksht.&lt;br /&gt;it's scribbled everywhere with HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally have a substantial amount of hmwrk.&lt;br /&gt;maths and art.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;hello i have to draw six diff pics.&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;2308//edit: i forgot to mention yati.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell i just did.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;youknowwhatforyouknowwho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll save up my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112237290956707988?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112237290956707988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112237290956707988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112237290956707988'/><link 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/&gt;actually wanted to present the trophy to maam.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess syikin was on a roll.&lt;br /&gt;lol. then finally got to do so.&lt;br /&gt;the reaction was satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted so much to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and grin like some idiot.&lt;br /&gt;but all i could do was to bite onto my lips.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;the most common reaction was 'whoa. gold leh...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;maamshirlyn : 'my squad one leh!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i want to laugh. so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay okay i should just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;but i got a trophy!(:&lt;br /&gt;there's no place to put mine.&lt;br /&gt;since the whole cupboard is taken up by my brother's trophies.&lt;br /&gt;now you know how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths is getting slow.&lt;br /&gt;mrs ng was still going on about the formula when i finished the whole wksht.&lt;br /&gt;just that i almost spat blood when she said to use 22/7 instead of 3.14&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;supposed to eat lunch with yiying.&lt;br /&gt;but i got dragged away by sqdmates.&lt;br /&gt;and she got dragged away by sarah.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;so accompanied yati to wait at comp lab(:&lt;br /&gt;where one of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weirdest&lt;/span&gt; events happened.&lt;br /&gt;i was leaning against the 'lightning-prone' wall.&lt;br /&gt;gossiping. complaining. joking.&lt;br /&gt;then mrs lee came out.&lt;br /&gt;at first she wanted to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess she was afraid i would get struck by lightning or something.&lt;br /&gt;so she came and pulled me away.&lt;br /&gt;and started reprimanding me.&lt;br /&gt;she : 'what does the sign say?!'&lt;br /&gt;me : 'not to lean against the wall?'&lt;br /&gt;she : 'so? why you still leaning? can't read signs ah? so sad.'&lt;br /&gt;while yati was standing at the side trying not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;betrayer.&lt;br /&gt;then mrslee walked away.&lt;br /&gt;i looked at yati and started laughing like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahaha.just then maam came.&lt;br /&gt;how embarrassing can it get?!.&lt;br /&gt;"...cannot read signs? so sad."&lt;br /&gt;we walked away.&lt;br /&gt;yati laughed.&lt;br /&gt;but i laughed and teared.&lt;br /&gt;the crying was half sad half happy those kind.&lt;br /&gt;it's like getting scolded by teacher infront of maam.&lt;br /&gt;bleh. actually come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;why didn't noelinelee scold yati huh!&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. she's my form teacher after all.&lt;br /&gt;so we just leaned against the pillar while she laughed and i did both.&lt;br /&gt;quite a weird scene eh.&lt;br /&gt;saw some from sirius.&lt;br /&gt;obviously had to turn away.&lt;br /&gt;who would want to let their juniors see them in such a state.&lt;br /&gt;then maamserene/maamkailing came.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of coincidence is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to secondlvl.&lt;br /&gt;since syikin they all came out.&lt;br /&gt;sqdmates were having illegal gathering.&lt;br /&gt;and they were wondering why i cried.&lt;br /&gt;actually i have no idea either.&lt;br /&gt;all i could do was laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and if you are wondering why i actually cried.&lt;br /&gt;just treat it as moodswing okay.&lt;br /&gt;since i'm expecting ahem anyway.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it was cause i laughed too much (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for jap.&lt;br /&gt;i think wee sensei likes my name &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too much&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kept calling me.&lt;br /&gt;to answer questions.&lt;br /&gt;demo to other students.&lt;br /&gt;whatever okay.&lt;br /&gt;entertained myself with tatchern's slow replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother's at KL now.&lt;br /&gt;so there's nobody at home to see me reach home.&lt;br /&gt;so i can go home later than usual.&lt;br /&gt;grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friday will be the last proper parade left with crater.&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your cue to cry.&lt;/span&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;but half the squad will be marshalling.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to somebody :&lt;br /&gt;it's over okay? o.v.e.r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; somebody :&lt;br /&gt;don't you ever dare quote me again.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like whacking you when you do so.&lt;br /&gt;you dingbat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112230416629197742?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112230416629197742/comments/default' 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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-8363095.post-112212337617928641</id><published>2005-07-23T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T05:21:03.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just because i was the one who found out it was corporal full u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;everybody is trying to find out what happened from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;not that i mind.&lt;br /&gt;this is the only way to find out what really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just don't jump to your darn conclusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;even aries is getting blamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if they even dare to blame me i'm going to get real irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;next time get your facts straight first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;i've forgotten everything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;deal(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112212337617928641?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112212337617928641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112212337617928641' 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/&gt;celestinewong was so late in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;almost thought we would miss registration time.&lt;br /&gt;but we were lucky though.&lt;br /&gt;then i became the IC.&lt;br /&gt;good or bad i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fear factor task.&lt;br /&gt;we had to transfer mealworms to a cup without using hands.&lt;br /&gt;so we used our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;[you're supposed to go EWW here.]&lt;br /&gt;only celestine and i took part.&lt;br /&gt;i was lying down, waiting for celestine to put them in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;and the mealworms were beeeeg.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be those scrawny ones.&lt;br /&gt;turned out that they added in those with feelers and legs and blah.&lt;br /&gt;but we were quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;9.3 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;fastest girls' team timing.&lt;br /&gt;then the climbing of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;we took 1min56seconds.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly the best result.&lt;br /&gt;since we slowed down by the 8th floor.&lt;br /&gt;heh(:&lt;br /&gt;but it's quite okay already.&lt;br /&gt;i spied around after the teams finished.&lt;br /&gt;yuying took 2min56sec.&lt;br /&gt;chij sjc took 1min53secs.&lt;br /&gt;the rest i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;but the fastest is only 3secs faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prize presentation.&lt;br /&gt;i was kind of worried initially.&lt;br /&gt;cause of the climbing of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;but we reaaally wanted to bring back a trophy.&lt;br /&gt;then turned out we got first.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took lots of pics.&lt;br /&gt;of the trophies.&lt;br /&gt;waiting to register.&lt;br /&gt;of the mealworms. [yuck]&lt;br /&gt;waiting for results.&lt;br /&gt;and the very friendly chij sjc ppl!&lt;br /&gt;they were the only school we talked to throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the comp.&lt;br /&gt;we called ma'ams to tell them.&lt;br /&gt;at least maamjieying believed us this time.&lt;br /&gt;maam shirlyn sounded bewildered.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the background was super noisy because we were...&lt;br /&gt;too high.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;our second first from sec ones until now!&lt;br /&gt;as in second time we got first.&lt;br /&gt;we joined so many competitions but only had first for the puzzle comp.&lt;br /&gt;first for vert challenge(:&lt;br /&gt;and second for netball.&lt;br /&gt;only those three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were worried that we woke maamshirlyn up.&lt;br /&gt;that yati lah.&lt;br /&gt;"what if maamshirlyn haven't wake up!?"&lt;br /&gt;the rest : "aiyoh. won't lah!"&lt;br /&gt;we were trying to convince ourselves you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cp to eat lunch...&lt;br /&gt;pierced our left ears.&lt;br /&gt;to remind ourselves about vert challenge.&lt;br /&gt;haha. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;we did pierce.&lt;br /&gt;but not really for that reason right?&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;then went hougang to cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;finally kovan to take neos.&lt;br /&gt;with the trophies. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;why do i hear guys voices?&lt;br /&gt;oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my brother didn't bring back his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;i got a trophy!(:&lt;br /&gt;and there's a nicer trophy for the unit.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;it's the honour of winning that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112211355375037248?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112211355375037248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112211355375037248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112211355375037248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112211355375037248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-got-first-for-vertical-challenge.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112203679285212002</id><published>2005-07-22T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T05:53:12.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new record.&lt;br /&gt;i reached home at 2015.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only highlight of the day was parade.&lt;br /&gt;had to change from full u to pt kit...&lt;br /&gt;which was something we only did in camp.&lt;br /&gt;but sqdmates claimed we weren't really slow.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;we still exceeded by 2 counts.&lt;br /&gt;but it's the folding of uni that takes up alot of time lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt was more tiring than usual.&lt;br /&gt;we quite high.&lt;br /&gt;but still not as high as that time.&lt;br /&gt;sang the spongebob song.&lt;br /&gt;something we have not done in a loong while.&lt;br /&gt;did 5bx at track.&lt;br /&gt;pumping = hand therapy&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;m.joleyn made us keep our legs at 45degrees, straight.&lt;br /&gt;for ten counts.&lt;br /&gt;ten horrendously slow counts.&lt;br /&gt;i conlcude that everybody in the squad has gone through childbirth.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;the aches at the stomach is like...&lt;br /&gt;excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tentpitching was brief.&lt;br /&gt;didn't even get to secure the tentguyloop and had to go marshalling already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;marshalling.&lt;br /&gt;at the start was quite exasperating cause banu complained about the lizards cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;and the boob event.&lt;br /&gt;HAI.&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and i find that parents are super uncooperative.&lt;br /&gt;some of them.&lt;br /&gt;and there was one who took up two lots.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;and i hereby declare that i dislike painters.&lt;br /&gt;cause one of them was painting on the machine.&lt;br /&gt;taking up some space on the road lah.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked him whether the cars can park beside there not.&lt;br /&gt;he nodded his head.&lt;br /&gt;then when the parents parked he came down complaining that he needed the space to paint the wall.&lt;br /&gt;like wth lah.&lt;br /&gt;had to make three cars reverse out.&lt;br /&gt;obviously the parents were super bu shuang with me.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;overall i feel that we kind of screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;with the painting incident and whathaveyou.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;my only consolation is that we didn't cause any accidents.&lt;br /&gt;and if mr omar was to give a negative report to the ma'ams...&lt;br /&gt;and it was because of the paint stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna tell them the true story lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took quite long to change after that...&lt;br /&gt;cause it was the first time we could change leisurely there.&lt;br /&gt;till yati had to look for me at the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;and yati actually looks nice in fbts.&lt;br /&gt;i mean trackpants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually two parades in a week is not that tiring lah.&lt;br /&gt;kind of fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's vert challenge tmr.&lt;br /&gt;groans-&lt;br /&gt;around sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;the nel line again.&lt;br /&gt;irritating.&lt;br /&gt;we must get into topthree okay?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;only then we have a reason to hold our head up high once more.&lt;br /&gt;aries is the god of war.&lt;br /&gt;war. supposedly courageous right?&lt;br /&gt;but he ran away before the way.&lt;br /&gt;and the other gods hated him also.&lt;br /&gt;quite coincidental actually.&lt;br /&gt;i meant the second point.&lt;br /&gt;we don't really run away.&lt;br /&gt;we just bungle up the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine i'm just being negative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112203679285212002?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112203679285212002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112203679285212002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112203679285212002'/><link 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stock.&lt;br /&gt;then she went simei only left one black one.&lt;br /&gt;WTH LAH.&lt;br /&gt;so darn difficult to buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112194600289090677?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112194600289090677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112194600289090677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112194600289090677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112194600289090677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-so-damn-pissed-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112194475224220210</id><published>2005-07-21T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:19:12.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not looking forward to tomorrow's parade at all.&lt;br /&gt;although i'm only going to attend the slack parts.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but still...&lt;br /&gt;and no drills tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know somebody is happy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's english oral.&lt;br /&gt;forgot to tell wee sensei.&lt;br /&gt;he must be grumbling that we skip lessons for no reason again.&lt;br /&gt;have to see him on mon.&lt;br /&gt;shudders-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the first time in my life that i'm thankful for sana.&lt;br /&gt;cause the conversation topic was what research have i done recently.&lt;br /&gt;so i just rambled on about drug addicts.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i could remember most of the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished the half-blood prince.&lt;br /&gt;the ending sucked lah.&lt;br /&gt;so saddening.&lt;br /&gt;and the story's quite rushed...&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112194475224220210?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112194475224220210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112194475224220210' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words, i went home early.&lt;br /&gt;even my grandmother was so shocked.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made alot of careless mistakes for sci.&lt;br /&gt;and i repeat. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;so far i've lost 5 marks.&lt;br /&gt;and sitting between sarah and serene.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks okay. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was fairly okay.&lt;br /&gt;became reaally sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;slept when doing structured essay.&lt;br /&gt;just wrote whatever came to mind when i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;and i came up with the whole essay like that(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading, it sounds crappy but my usual standard.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm still satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;considering that i didn't actually think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate six slices of pizza when i came back.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me how i did it.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm seriously regretting it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;i'm fourtyfour now.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;still dare to say me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did 2.4 today.&lt;br /&gt;that crazy poonie.&lt;br /&gt;made us run 6 rounds without any proper warmups.&lt;br /&gt;ran with peirong.&lt;br /&gt;fifteenminutesthirtyseconds.&lt;br /&gt;so lousy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she cheated our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;say what will do 5 items but need to run abit first.&lt;br /&gt;in the end run 6 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;and by the time we finish running the period's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as yiying said.&lt;br /&gt;"it was just to entice us!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112186354712774588?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112186354712774588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112186354712774588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112186354712774588'/><link 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there's no bruising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112177922857671149?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112177922857671149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112177922857671149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112177922857671149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112177922857671149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-realised-that-there-is-swelling.html' title=''/><author><name>laurenn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02713267313461618300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363095.post-112177585126352779</id><published>2005-07-19T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T05:27:27.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired ):&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 1950.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, i didn't sleep on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's lessons were boring lah.&lt;br /&gt;and i conclude that cedarians are actually very selfish.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;slept through science.&lt;br /&gt;which was so dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;since it was TBC's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;nod nod nod.&lt;br /&gt;almost bumped into maisarah lah.&lt;br /&gt;realised that i have the tendency to lean forward when i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and so i have learnt absolutely nothing about volts and currents.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parade.&lt;br /&gt;combined pt was so short!&lt;br /&gt;just one jacobs ladder.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;campcraft was okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;but a bit boring.&lt;br /&gt;drills!&lt;br /&gt;the weather was so... ergh.&lt;br /&gt;but still perspired like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and it's those drip drip kind.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i'm better than sam.&lt;br /&gt;her specs kept sliding.&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;found it difficult to do drills properly.&lt;br /&gt;my joints were aching againn.&lt;br /&gt;weather problems.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't even balance properly.&lt;br /&gt;debrief was funny.&lt;br /&gt;sitting infront is very useful.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the two badges already.&lt;br /&gt;the badges that we slaved over for.&lt;br /&gt;the badges that we went crazy for.&lt;br /&gt;the  badges that we stayed up for.&lt;br /&gt;worth it right?&lt;br /&gt;(and we still didn't burn down the building.)&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my shoes are not that pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;just that my mum refuses to help me wash them.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm too lazy to do so either. heh.&lt;br /&gt;but i've seen worse.&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drink stall closed so early.&lt;br /&gt;irritating.&lt;br /&gt;then rushed out of school.&lt;br /&gt;yati conveniently didn't clear her bladder.&lt;br /&gt;so she was whimpering her way out.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am..&lt;br /&gt;have not bathed yet.&lt;br /&gt;and there's the harrypotter book for me to read!&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;don't know what got into my mum.&lt;br /&gt;she actually bought it as a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mygod.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring home hist txtbook.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the test.&lt;br /&gt;and i have not studied yet.&lt;br /&gt;kill me or something.&lt;br /&gt;is it SBQ?&lt;br /&gt;i hope so lah.&lt;br /&gt;at least got sources to refer from.&lt;br /&gt;plus science.&lt;br /&gt;at least i have the book.&lt;br /&gt;and it's a relatively simple topic.&lt;br /&gt;but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still so tired.&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat dinner but there's nothing for me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;grumbles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want the three lollipops!&lt;br /&gt;okay okay?&lt;br /&gt;promise ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112177585126352779?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112177585126352779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112177585126352779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with yiying.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, this is our first time eating with each other only right?&lt;br /&gt;was super lame lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then study study study for jap.&lt;br /&gt;so boring.&lt;br /&gt;smsed tatchern.&lt;br /&gt;kept talking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt; who was injured.&lt;br /&gt;erghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for jap with celestine.&lt;br /&gt;then she realised that she didn't bring her wallet.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;ao had to walk all the way back.&lt;br /&gt;and it's all her fault lah.&lt;br /&gt;if we didn't go back we wouldn't have bumped into her.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid can.&lt;br /&gt;just turn away like that.&lt;br /&gt;chionged all the way out.&lt;br /&gt;since it was 4.25 when we left cedar.&lt;br /&gt;and jap starts at 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to flag down a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;just nice she came.&lt;br /&gt;so we siam into the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;was it very... weird?&lt;br /&gt;i thought she would think that we were running away.&lt;br /&gt;which we weren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied in the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;which actually gave me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnd.&lt;br /&gt;i still messed up the ca.&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112169053548505013?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com/feeds/112169053548505013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363095&amp;postID=112169053548505013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363095/posts/default/112169053548505013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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discman lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i looked back at him.&lt;br /&gt;and he was touching his private part!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm being civilised by not mentioning it okay.&lt;br /&gt;he kept fondling with it.&lt;br /&gt;and it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thick.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it was that obvious.&lt;br /&gt;till i can remember every damned detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i immediately got off at the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;which fortunately was the stop i was supposed to get off at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSS LAH.&lt;br /&gt;felt like throwing my bottle at him.&lt;br /&gt;stupid goddamn asshole.&lt;br /&gt;sexually deprived idiot.&lt;br /&gt;till he has to satisfy himself just looking at teens.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masturbating&lt;/span&gt; for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;it looked so ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;felt like slapping him.&lt;br /&gt;just that it'll dirty my hands to even touch such a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like so darn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;dang. i even hate the word piss.&lt;br /&gt;feel like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twisting&lt;/span&gt; off his ahem so that he'll just die of agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't he go find some prostitute at geylang instead of traumatising innocent females like ME?!&lt;br /&gt;trying to show off his prowess or something.&lt;br /&gt;SICK.&lt;br /&gt;)*$)&amp;%#*;^578^A$(#$&amp;amp;%)*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO DAMN ANGRY LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112159127872499926?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;for example...&lt;br /&gt;triangle w maps onto triangle v by an enlargement(WANQING!)with centre T(-1,1), scale factor -2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll wake up.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, my chi name is wanqing.&lt;br /&gt;they use lots of chinese there.&lt;br /&gt;another way is simpler.&lt;br /&gt;they'll just ask me for answers to maths questions.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about me skipping lessons.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't on purpose!&lt;br /&gt;the most recent one was because of campfire.&lt;br /&gt;so they want me to make up next week.&lt;br /&gt;but i just realised i have vertical challenge.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i feel like polishing my boots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363095-112150059291914389?l=lurrveme-laurenn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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