<?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-6770911339780758313</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:19:15.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Tangled In Love~</title><subtitle type='html'>If you don't want to be greeted with paws and swinging tails don't come inside because dogs live here.  
If you don't want to step over many scattered toys, don't come inside because dogs live here.  
If you don't mind all of this, you will be instantly loved when you come inside, because dogs live here. 
Author Unknown</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-4168369273840075904</id><published>2008-10-18T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:45:37.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eya...why must post? Lazy lers.. Can don't post? Also got nothing to post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;...See ya. [haha] =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-4168369273840075904?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/4168369273840075904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=4168369273840075904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/4168369273840075904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/4168369273840075904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/10/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-4591227240761224923</id><published>2008-10-09T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:17:42.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day late! I was supposed to post this yesterday. Arrhg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alright..PSLE is over..OFFICIALLY.[screaming in my heart]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am so friggin happy. Kaes. Listen. Gonna tell you stuff I shoulda told you yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jamie,(The pretty girl)Lindsey,(The rich girl),Fauzia(The Cat Lover)and I,(THE RETARDED, STUPID UGLY WADEVAH. HA!) went to Jurong Entertainment Center yesterday to take Neopwints. We took like..three..i think..and then I saw Rachel. Then Rui Chen. Then Lorraine. ( Apparentlt Lorraine was busy sipping sweettalk so she didn't see me. Haha.) I SCREAMED. I don't know what happened to me but I just suddenly jumped into one of the neoprint machine thingie where Jamie and Lindsey and Fauzia were waiting. Then I hid behind Jamie. It was that feeling where you are playing Hide-And-Seek and you would NOT want anyone to find you. Ever. Weird,huh? So anyway,I realized myself being a retard and went to change cash to coins. And said "HI" to all those people who like..SHOCKED me. Then after that we took a few more,with one sheet of Neo that has all of us- Jamie,Fauzia,Lindsey,Lorraine,RuiChen,Rachel and me. After that we went home in a JAGUAR (Lindsey's) while talking to Winona on the phone. Then we went to Lindsey's..uh..house? (Honestly,'house' wouldn't be the word.) Her room was simply outrageous. (In a good way.) Lucas has good taste. LOL. Okay. So then it started raining like..really,really heavily and there was this thunder that made me scream,which of course made Jamie and Lindsey crack up. THEN. We threw WATER BABIES out of Lindsey's GINORMOUS window and into the rain. It was so fun and we were talking to Jia Li at the same time. It was effing fun. Well somewhere where the rain had been smaller, Jamie and I went to take Neos again. But just the two of us this time. So..we took a bus. Jamie and I were like..chatting non-stop and then we were like suddenly.."Did we miss out stop?" "I don't think so." Then talked again. Then suddenly "I think we missed our stop." "I think so too." We were at Raffles. RAFFLES. WE WERE HEADING TO JURONG ENTERTAINMENT CENTRE. So we stopped there. And took a taxi. It was so fun. But really exhausting. I always end up sleepy after a day of girl-hangout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Feeling bored. Gonna post random pics. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES!!! I CAN FINALLY POST PICS!!! imma going insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kaes look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SO3wVcF5b6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-tr13J6FX98/s1600-h/DSCF8408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255120591320084386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SO3wVcF5b6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-tr13J6FX98/s320/DSCF8408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;These are my dogs, Precious and Joy Joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SO3wVlOVWLI/AAAAAAAAADg/12A3VONGisQ/s1600-h/DSCF8407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255120593771387058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SO3wVlOVWLI/AAAAAAAAADg/12A3VONGisQ/s320/DSCF8407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha. The one yawning is Precious. She looks weird when she yawns on camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SO3wVukL02I/AAAAAAAAADY/npz0iCJhC4A/s1600-h/DSCF8409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255120596278956898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SO3wVukL02I/AAAAAAAAADY/npz0iCJhC4A/s320/DSCF8409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;And here she is yawning..AGAIN. Yes,this is the SECOND time she yawned. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay..I dont know what happened but I can't post anymore pictures.. Guess I'll just have to post another time. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-4591227240761224923?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/4591227240761224923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=4591227240761224923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/4591227240761224923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/4591227240761224923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-late-i-was-supposed-to-post-this.html' title='A day late! I was supposed to post this yesterday. Arrhg.'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SO3wVcF5b6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-tr13J6FX98/s72-c/DSCF8408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-5052963803478430548</id><published>2008-09-11T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:56:09.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a retard yet? Probably.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh my gawd..I look so.. &lt;em&gt;bleah &lt;/em&gt;in the neo-z. Totally awful. I look like a retard. SOB!! When Jamie gave me the photos I was like.. What. The. OMG IS THAT ME!?! I look so disgusting. Jamie looked simply fabulous. JAMIE ROCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;By the way, Kawaii died. Yes, my lovable, famous little hamster is gone. I WAS SO SAD. I came to school looking like Bryan. Or Christine. So emo. Sigh. I miss him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Let's not talk about Kawaii. Today Vinice said my hair was "Special" and "Cool". I was flattered. But really,I don't think it is. Hers is like.. WAY nicer. Haha. (P.S. Jamie's hair is so..Wow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Okay. Planning to change my blog skin. I can't log in to MSN,sadly, so I can't chat for A WHILE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;To Shu Ying and Jamie: NO I DID NOT LOOK NICE! I LOOKED SO UTTERLY ROTTEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-5052963803478430548?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/5052963803478430548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=5052963803478430548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5052963803478430548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5052963803478430548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-i-retard-yet-probably.html' title='Am I a retard yet? Probably.'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-5800832777379445102</id><published>2008-09-05T23:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:33:00.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first ever time I took neoprints with my first ever BFF,JAMIE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today Jamie, Jia Li, Winona, Erica, Gladys, Shu Ying, Yuri and I(8 PEOPLE) went to take neoprints. Jamie looked absolutely fabulous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Gladys totally rocked with poses,(she looked so cool!) And Winona was,as usual, really cute,pretty,etc,etc.. As for Jia Li, OH MY GAWD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;SHE WAS THE FUNNIEST. I WAS ABOUT TO FALL DEAD FROM LAUGHING SO MUCH. &lt;sojdjhjwjd color="#ffffcc"&gt;Shu Ying and Erica were..uh..normal-y? And as for me..I LOOKED THE WORST. AND TO MAKE MYSELF LOOK WORSER JIA LI PULLED MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;HAIR IN ONE OF THE SHOTS. Got angry for five seconds then laughed like mad. Anyway.. It was utterly fun and we played Guitar Hill ( I think) at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jamie's and it was so FUN. But..obviously,I SUCKED. AND I PLAYED DARREN'S REAL GUITAR. SO EFFING COOL. But anyway..Besides all things best, I WAS EXTREMEMLY HAPPY TO SEE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;PEPPER AGAIN!!! I LOVED HOW INCREDIBLY FAT HE WAS!!! OH Pepper, you rock,rock,rock. Oh and before we took neoprints we went to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the arcade to play..no,.. I mean SPEND like crazy. Then we won at least 1000 pieces of candy( including 1 kinder bueno and 4 bananas.) and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;obviously Jia Li took the most. Well thats about it. Jamie, you rock. Lubb you. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oh and this is for everyone who loves Kawaii..he may die..I think he's sick. Of course I cried. But eventually he will so just so you know. v.v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-5800832777379445102?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/5800832777379445102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=5800832777379445102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5800832777379445102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5800832777379445102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-ever-time-i-took-neoprints-with.html' title='The first ever time I took neoprints with my first ever BFF,JAMIE.'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-999104837805052567</id><published>2008-08-24T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:56:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of the olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can you believe it?? It's the last day of the Olympics already. Time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;passes so fast. And now we have like..rounded off LESS THAN A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MONTH TO STUDY FOR PSLE. I know I'm exaggerating quite a lot but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;still, think about it. We used to have 5 years to study. Then at the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;begginning of this year we had..about 9 months? Now..we've got exactly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;THIRTY FIVE days to study starting from tomorow. Sooner or later,our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;PSLE is going to be like..a week later. This year went so &lt;em&gt;FAST&lt;/em&gt;.Swiss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Cottage is where I want to go,by the way. I hope Jamie and Fauzia are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;going too. They are my darlings. Can't bear to part with them!! =,(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sayy..who else wants to go to Swiss Cottage? Tag to tell me.&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/6770911339780758313-999104837805052567?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/999104837805052567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=999104837805052567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/999104837805052567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/999104837805052567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-of-olympics.html' title='Last day of the olympics'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-5780284209143465145</id><published>2008-08-23T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:18:17.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop pig abuse.</title><content type='html'>test..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-5780284209143465145?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/5780284209143465145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=5780284209143465145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5780284209143465145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5780284209143465145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-pig-abuse.html' title='Stop pig abuse.'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-83252169544676070</id><published>2008-08-22T16:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:33:24.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are over,but back in 'bout 4 weeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi everyone. Thanks for tagging my blog. You guys kept it alive!! How adorable. Okay. Got things to tell you. Listen up,you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STORY TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today Rachel and Lorraine called me a Lucky Star. Though it was really sweet of them,I would have preferred just Star. Haha. They called me that because everytime I went to the playground with them,GOOD things happen. I was like.."Ooh reeeally?? COOL!" So anyway,we went to the playground.(To a certain somebody:Change the subject and you die. I hate you.) We(Rachel,Chin Xuan,Lorraine and I) played like xiao zha boh's (Crazy women) and were laughing like mad. Alright. Please don't forget that they called me Lucky Star and 'all things go right'. Remember that because things are going to change. Keep reading. Two girls suddenly came along and ruined the fun..We went to the minimart to get snacks,I got Thai Tom Yam quick noodles,by the way. Then we came back and I was slurping my extra yummy noodles which only I bought. (Please be jealous.) But two (cute..REALLY. Okay kinda cos one of them had &lt;em&gt;NASTY&lt;/em&gt; hair.) sec boys were on the swings swinging and chatting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then Lorraine asked.."Ey, who wants to ask the boys for the swing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;[Let's just do this in letter form. Hope you've been paying attention.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;R-"NOT ME NOT ME."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;CX-"You ask lar!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me:"SSssslluurrpppppppp..yum."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;L:"Hello??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;R:"What?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;L:"Ey somebody ask lar! Aiyah I ask lar..But can I say is you ask one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;R:"NO!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;L:"Har..then Jolene ler?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me:"Okay lor. Sure. That boy's cute."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;CX&amp;amp;R:"Hhaha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me:"Really what.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(said between slurps.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;L:"Ey..Can we play the swings?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;-Hunkie dude and Weird hair guy gets off the swings.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me:"Haiya never say is I say one.."(muffled words and said between slurps.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then it was our turn on the swings. We did the double-swing. The one where two people cross their legs over and someone else swings the both of you. Trust me,it's super fun. Then,like..say..um..15 minutes or so after laughing like loco on the swings,those two girls I told you all about arrived. One girl was like..cute but mean and the other was..&lt;strong&gt;UGLEH. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;They went around the ropes and stared at us like vultures. I was like.."What the effing hell do these people want from us? JEEZ!" But Lorraine,Chin Xuan and Rachel were talking among themselves and weren't listening to me so I just stared back at them with cruel eyes,looking like a cutie grasping on the metal chains holding the swings. Then the ugly loser girl whispered to the other something BAD. And I was saying in my mind,'GTFO lar losers. You stare at me for so long..what..do you think I'm PRETTY or something??' Then we carried on playing,ignoring those betches. Finally they came down and asked,"Can we play on the swings?" I would've let them,because they finnally decided to tell us what on earth they wanted. But Lorraine hesitated and I was like.."So..? Let them or what?" Then she shook her head and signaled to Rachel and Chin Xuan to come. "They want our swings. I'm pretending to ignore them. Let's carry on playing.' Yes,I know it's mean but I just followed anyway because I didn't like them. Then me and Lorraine played double. I fell. Lorraine went loco laughing and as you know,Lorraine's laughter is EXTREMELY contagious. So we all went laughing like nutty people.. Then the bitches(pronounced bi-shays) started imitating Chin Xuan in a very mean and bad way and totally made us lose the fun. I was like..'Puh-lease. Leave us alone already.' Jeez I'm getting tired..Okay let's cut the story short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We then felt rain drops and walked to the bus stop to go home. While we were waiting the bitches took the swings and played under the rain. Rachel and I shouted "F*CKERS!!" to them as they were screaming vulgar language at us like loonatics. We couldn't control ourselves.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Some lucky star I was. Plus it was raining quite a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thanks for reading. On to the short stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;As Rachel and I were walking to the bus stop,I walked pass this strange American man that was smoking. His face was &lt;strong&gt;SO &lt;/strong&gt;red. It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I was thinking,either that man is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Extremely angry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just laughed his ass off a while ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is really VERY embarrassed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or is just born with a cherry-red face&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Seriously. I wasn't joking or exaggerating. His face was the reddest face I had ever seen, besides my mum's one when she's extremely angry at us. (Lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEXT SHORT STORY. Please read. It's mostly about weird people I've seen,all in one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;On the bus on my way home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I saw this old chinese lady whose hair was at least 1m long. (I'm exaggerating.) She looked like she just showered because her hair was wet but anyway I guess that because I was staring at her long tresses when I noticed it was wet. She then took her hair and twirled. She stopped after one twirl which I thought was weird because usually,hair that long should need AT LEAST 5 twirls. Guess what-she twirled, made a loop,took a bunch and went through the loop. She did her hair..with her hair. I was amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;NEXT STORY..(I'm just keeping this blog alive by posting weird things that I don't see everyday that I saw today.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I saw a lorry with a number plate with 'WC' as a heading. Doesn't that mean ...toilet bowl? Laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;NEXT STORY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;On the bus again. This loony indian old lady wrapped up in a piece of orange and yellow cloth just kept opening her mouth then closing it then... ahh..I'll put it like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Opens mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Closes mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Opens mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Closes mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Opens mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Licks her lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Closes mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Opens mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Closes mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Opens mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Licks her lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-Closes mouth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then she just kept doing it again and again. Mann it totally irked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is that like..an old-people-habit or something?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;NEXT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then there was this cute-ilicious boy on the bus that was so cute!! I so wished I knew him. Lorraine agreed he was cute. In fact,SHE was the one who told me that the boy was cute. Then I looked. And I was like.."Wow he's cute."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;More....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't love my ..ex-crush anymore so I got tha priviledge of talking about boys like crazy without a care in the world. I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate Chong Hui Xin because she is EXTREMELY calefare. Stop being a calefare lar you! Idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate Ms Wu because she is extremely BIAS and I hate teachers who are BIAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think Michelle is cool for calling me 'POPULAR'. You rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I just had a tooth ache. Ouchie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's it. Ciao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-83252169544676070?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/83252169544676070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=83252169544676070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/83252169544676070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/83252169544676070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/08/exams-are-overbut-back-in-bout-4-weeks.html' title='Exams are over,but back in &apos;bout 4 weeks.'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-6603162777468422178</id><published>2008-08-10T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:48:17.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT MY TONSILS TAKEN OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay. Seriously. I want my tonsils taken out. Which is,IMPOSSIBLE,unless maybe I grow up and get lotsa money or something. I wonder if its a NEED to getcha tonsils out for some people..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm thinking of changing my blogskin again because I can't see the title for each blog post and a lot of colours don't stand out much,ecxept for maybe WHITE. I want something more &lt;em&gt;kawaii. &lt;/em&gt;I'm gonna look for something now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You MUST check back soon and tag-on how you think my new blogskin is.(going to be) But,s'okay if you think it's not that nice,though. Honest answers are best so I can know what to dress my blog in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alright. I'll post again later if I am free and feeling bored. ( B'cuz I've still got things to tell y'all!! ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-6603162777468422178?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/6603162777468422178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=6603162777468422178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6603162777468422178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6603162777468422178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-my-tonsils-taken-out.html' title='I WANT MY TONSILS TAKEN OUT'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-3117192790420069870</id><published>2008-08-09T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:01:57.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not going to remind myself of........you know what..,so I'm just gonna post&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; about Singapore. Yay Singapore you rock!! Too bad you're old. Haha. I'm wearing red now. Cool,eh? Don't ask the reason why I didn't come to school,though. Thanks for understanding. Okay..so in Priscilla's blog she talked about who she hates. I wanna do the same too but some people may not be included....SO DONT THINK I LIKE YOU!!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;1)TAN CHONG JIN------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;He's so mean and always act-cool. SO LAME LOR!! YOU THINK YOU VERY COOL IZZIT??? sheesh. Just a note for you, STOP ACTING COOL BECAUSE YOU SUCK AT IT. Hehe I remember when you criend in class..You show a tough shell but on the inside you're so soft!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;2)QI KANG-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOOTLICKER!!! You suck up to Ms Wu so much lor!! Everytime Ms Wu needs help, first person to&lt;/span&gt; raise his/her hand is you. Sheesh. BUSYBODY. Everytime when theres an issue that includes NONE OF YOUR BEESWAX you come and make yourself "usefull". Blech. I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;3)Lucas----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;He's the sicky-pants that everyday talk about sicky-things. Yuck. Oh and I &lt;strong&gt;CANNOT &lt;/strong&gt;STAND HOW UNBELIEVABLY HAIRY HE IS. ITS DISGUSTING. -vomits into computer- Blech..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay well I've got nothing much to type already.. I'm talking to my coolio out-of-this-country rad cousin on MSN. He's effing funneh. Oh yea..HE SAID HE WAS IMPRESSED THAT &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;COULD DO UP MY BLOG AND I WAS LIKE.. "Impressed?? What..you think a P6 girl can't do up a blog?!?! GIRLS ARE &lt;em&gt;WAYY&lt;/em&gt; BETTER THAN BOYS FOR YOUR INFORMATION." Yeh. To Alvin: Hey dude..When I go to KL,I'm going to kick you. I don't know why,I just feel like it. Haha. Watch out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, Dhiri told me he's gonna put up a vid on Youtube..Bet its gonna be gay-ish. Lol. Sorry Dhiri fer telling this to the world. I just couldn't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Well I've nuthin more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINGAPORE WE LOVE YOU!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay..I'm gonna watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;da NDP on TV. Jia Li said shes there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-3117192790420069870?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/3117192790420069870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=3117192790420069870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/3117192790420069870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/3117192790420069870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!!'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-2489246169401024403</id><published>2008-08-06T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:30:58.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Remember when I told you about my great grandmother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wish she was here with me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'd hug and kiss her and tell her I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She was a great person and a wonderful great grandmother to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love her a lot. I will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;forget her and I will remember her for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;DO NOT, AND I MEAN DO NOT,ASK ME ABOUT ANYTHING THAT CONCERNS HER OR MY LIFE CURRENTLY. (Except Fauzia and Jamie,they are my bestest friends.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bottom line: She went yesterday. I cried today. I'm back. From. Her &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;funeral. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;You will never,NEVER understand how utterly sad I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I will not be posting for a VERY VERY long time due to overflowing STRESS and TROUBLES. Call me emo if you want to. I don't care. Life just doesn't seem worth living anymore. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-2489246169401024403?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/2489246169401024403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=2489246169401024403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2489246169401024403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2489246169401024403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/08/pure-sadness.html' title='Pure Sadness'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-5431837730299173781</id><published>2008-07-26T14:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T15:10:05.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Day is Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aww today is just so happy! I wish it didn't have to end.. Sure there were things that couldn't be placed in the 'Good Things That Happened To Me' column but I still loved today. Nope,its not because of the games,the prizes or anything that has to do with it. Its the fact that the sec's came over. I just &lt;em&gt;squealed&lt;/em&gt; everytime a sec pupil I know calls me. (Uh huh, real squealing.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So the 6Grace pupils won the best deco. Big deal. Not that I don't think they should,its just that we don't hafta be so jealous over it right? We should be happy they won because they really did a great job. ..Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Mann it stings.. That effing TAN CHONG JIN pushed me today and I fell on the floor and scraped both knees. Ahh tough luck.... What,who,me?? No! Tough luck for HIM because I'm gonna KICK HIS ASS. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway,today I was collecting freebies from the stalls in school. (Yeah,EVERY STALL.) And there was this Toffee thingie that tasted delish but too bad I only got two more of it.. I know,I'm a freeloader. Aren't we all??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Ah whatev..anyway today I skipped Math tuition because of Funday. Then when I got home,my mum told be that my tuition will be changed to ---'s house for Math and Science classes. Alright,didn't ya'll say stress is forbidden until PSLE is over? What she just told me added a ton of stress on my back and I'm gonna hafta carry it?! Sigh.. Now only Lorraine knows about it.. It has to do with 'new tuition' but I told her not to tell anyone so sorry,peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh well, I've gotta go study(as much as I can before I fall asleep which is like..2,3 minutes? Lol.) or Glen will be nagging again. Sighs.. WHY DOES PSLE EVEN EXIST?! -sobs-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;..ciao.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-5431837730299173781?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/5431837730299173781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=5431837730299173781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5431837730299173781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5431837730299173781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-day-is-happy-day.html' title='Fun Day is Happy Day'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-6533729972239247580</id><published>2008-07-23T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:03:55.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the sake of it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kay y'all. I know I've not blogged for..a few days? Whatev. No one's tagging..Everything's just this grey-ish-sad colour..I'm just posting for the sake of it. I actually have lotsa things,bad,good and funny to tell you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cya..? =,c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-6533729972239247580?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/6533729972239247580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=6533729972239247580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6533729972239247580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6533729972239247580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-sake-of-it.html' title='For the sake of it.'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-2148350949166412465</id><published>2008-07-18T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:37:59.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh should be not pain lar.. Ey,help me take my brush....AHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The. Jab. Is. So. Painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the second day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was just about to brush my hair then my hand was like..OMFG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dhiri kept hitting me..it was tres painful lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Small hit/stretch:Ohh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Medium-Small hit/stretch:Ouchie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mediam-Large hit/stretch:YEOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;LARGE hit/stretch: ARRRHHHHHHHHHH~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Very pain lor. Then art lesson time Dhiri playing Scrable. I purposely look away 'cos he hit me very painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then he asked me:"Peace?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then I said:"Um..NO."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He:"OH THEN YOU DIE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Whatever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-A while later-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ey,Jolene."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"What."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-smile-(His smile was chee-zay.. -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"'Kay fine. Peace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Piss on you too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-STARE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Hahaha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Loser la he.. Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;..So today we played captainball. Their team won. Great job,though. It was fun. Go congratulate them. Ms Wu played in their team too. She really moved around. I kinda thought she'd just stand there like other teachers would. But she was quite into it. Kinda. Teachers like Ms Boey or Mrs Chien would definitely be moving around too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I still haven't said I love you to Ms Wu..Gotta tell her by Monday.. Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;As for Charmaine.....aiya don't know what to say lar. -angry-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-2148350949166412465?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/2148350949166412465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=2148350949166412465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2148350949166412465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2148350949166412465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahh-should-be-not-pain-lar-eyhelp-me.html' title='Ahh should be not pain lar.. Ey,help me take my brush....AHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-6626564254518330540</id><published>2008-07-17T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:22:10.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay~ It's over~...*OUCH* ..or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jia Wen said:"Err~..my mother say it will be like fire you know!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jamie said:"It's just an ant bite.Don't worry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Adrian said:"No pain at all. Just don't look at the needle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fauzia said:"Don't look at the needle and just concentrate on the bitter drop."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marcus said:"Har? Got meh? I never feel anything ler.." Too mush flab lar he..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So in the end..Jamie and Fauzia were right. Adrian was only 80% right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;But honestly I really thought of it as an ant bite. Imagined more,way,way more but ended up having an ant bite. But then a few hours later very painful..somemore got people want to hit you on your injected area. Ey,PAIN you know!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, I'm getting $5 from Zoey. Yeh. Pro right? But I owe her $2 and I think $5 is a lot fer her so she giving me $3. Still okay la. Can eat fish ball noodles. Three bowls. Maybe. Lol. Anyway I got the money because I promised to keep her secret. No,I won't tell you what it is. Ask her yourself. Depends whether she will tell you or not. Lorraine,I think you better don't ask lar..You might get heart broken. Feeling sad for you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Today at the hall during the oral talk(lawl) where the boy talk like shit, Lorraine,Amalina,Rachel and Moi played Truth,Dare or Would you rather. Wah damn funny. Wanna hear? Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Legend: L=Lorraine M=Me A=Amalina R=Rachel. (duh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;My turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;L: Truth,Dare or would you rather?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;M:Dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;L:Umm...Let me think..AH..go to the pillar,hug it,kiss it,then turn around and come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;M: Walao.-runs to pillar-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;L,R,A:HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;M:Wah you very sabo-y ler..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I spin. Amalina's turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;M: Truth,Dare or Would you rather?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;A:Would you rather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;M:Mmm..Would you rather...er..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;L:Ey,I know. Would you rather kiss Lucas or sleep with Jerry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;A: Aye... Cannot lar.. Jerry so pervert..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;L:Okay fine. Then kiss Joshua,kiss Lucas or sleep with Jerry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;A:..first one..haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;L:Oi spin la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;-Amalina spins- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Then the game goes on and on and on...From recess time till dismissal. Then I dared in one of my turns and now I have to tell Ms Wu I love her by tomorow morning. Haizz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Anyway.. my great grandmother was admitted to NUH yesterday.. So far only My aunty Janet, My cousin Janice,Lorraine,Lindsey and Jamie knows. They are all Christians and some of them are my best friends,one of them is my BFF,so I asked them to pray for my great grandmother. I am really grateful to them. But now shes in hospital,I can't even see her. Because shes..whats that word..oh. ISOLATED. Only adults can go in to see her,like my grandfather(my great grandmother's son), my father,my mum,her maid,Linda.(full name Ermelinda.) I am so sad. I so totally want to go in there and see how she's doing..and pray for her..I'm starting to miss her.. On the day that she was brought to the hospital,just before they came,Linda told us she had a dream. It was either her or my great grandmother who had the dream. If it was her who had the dream means she told Linda.(Bahasa Melayu very hard to understand lar..) She said that whoever..had a dream where they were fishing..and the fish pulled very hard on the string..but when they finally caught it,it was already dead. I don't want to tell you what this story could mean. Think about it yourself. Too sad to write more. Catch you later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-6626564254518330540?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/6626564254518330540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=6626564254518330540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6626564254518330540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6626564254518330540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay-its-overouch-or-not.html' title='Yay~ It&apos;s over~...*OUCH* ..or not.'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-3179015124998967386</id><published>2008-07-16T17:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:41:20.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done.Done.Done.Done.Done.Whoots~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Done with the renovating. Phew. I wanted a song on my blog but couldn't find the whole version on imeem.. so I went to Youtube and copied &amp;amp; pasted..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; So come listen to the song.. its very nice..it's my favourite~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today at school we played captainball. Surprisingly..we won. I mean, I'm happy and all but why did we win? Probably because....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1) Winona and Rui Chen left their team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2) We have better throers/catchers on our team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3) The girls on their group weren't co-operating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4) They were over-confident because they used to always win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5) All of the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Um..I think I'd go for 5.. but I'm not critisising anyone..really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think Winona and Rui Chen shouldn't play.. I know you people will say something like.."What?! Why?! They are so GOOD at playing lor!!" but I said that cos..when they start playing with the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;, everything is settled and each group has just enough people. Then when they suddenly start playing with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BOYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the group they WERE in would have to end up having lesser people playing. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That's what Winona and Rui Chen did last time,and they were on our group. Guess what? We lost. I am so not critisising &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANYBODY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and so NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gossiping&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bad &lt;/span&gt;gossip. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm just stating my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway today Jeron totally pissed me off. F*ck you. If you really think I'm that bad,you're worse. You suck,man. You can't even tell fucker from asshole and you call me mother fuckin asshole. You are a total sucker. No offence to Jerel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;_______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;After school today Rachel and I went to the minimart for sweets. We bought three packs of sweets and ate them along the way. Yummy. But before that, we met Jee Eon. You know..at the stretch you take to go to bus 77? Just before the first turn. We saw her somewhere there and she told me that my profile book was with her mother tongue teacher, Xie lao shi. Wow. OMFG. I said: "Oh my gosh really?" But on the inside I'm saying :"OH MY GOD THAT EFFIN TEACHER TOOK MY PROFILE BOOK?! F*CK HER LAR. IDIOT." Then I just try forgetting it because my precious book is in her hands...sob! When will I get it back.. MUST CONFRONT HER!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was talking to Zoey and she told me via MSN that my voice is beautiful. I was flattered. I have never heard someone say something so nice to me before..since I was..only a few years old.. Sigh.. Thanks Zoey! Smiles~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I gota go. Zoey is ringing. Speak of the devil. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-3179015124998967386?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/3179015124998967386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=3179015124998967386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/3179015124998967386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/3179015124998967386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/donedonedonedonedonewhoots.html' title='Done.Done.Done.Done.Done.Whoots~!'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-5952885131857259657</id><published>2008-07-15T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:23:39.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Access Denied</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blog under renovation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do not enter!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(for today)&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/6770911339780758313-5952885131857259657?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/5952885131857259657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=5952885131857259657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5952885131857259657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5952885131857259657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/access-denied.html' title='Access Denied'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-7833038027823364984</id><published>2008-07-15T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:54:45.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay I'm gonna use rainbow-y colours so it'll look nicer.(And make me feel better.) Today we(Priscilla,Vinice,Cristine,Si Ying &amp;amp; Moi) had remedial fer English,Math and Science,right? Turns out it was only Science.But still fun la. Anyway Ms Wu was showing us some questions on the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;visualiser and there was this question which asked, What is the relationship between the ..cannot remember.. then Lavanya say the answer is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"The higher the temperature gets, the more layes of clothing is needed." If you don't understand the funny part then read it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; ..Get it?? Yep. So I was like: "What!? Sure die one la!!" (Die of heatstroke.lol.) Then Si Ying and Vinice started giggling. Si Ying laughed the loudest. I think Priscilla laughed,too. In a mocking way. Lol. Cristine just smiled,though. Haiya..talking of Lavanya ah..I sit with her today fer supplementary lers.. very inatteso.(Unexpected in Italian.) At least she wasn't irritatin la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;According to Ms Wu ,Rachel actually supposed to come one leh.. So bad la you! Never come then I must sit with... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lol. Anyway today was very fun. I smiled and laughed a lot which made me less STRESSED. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But then after all that laughing I kena stressed again. I went to my grandfather's house today to visit my great-grandmother,who is very sick..I went yesterday too,and when I saw her,I cried because she is suffering a lot..It's just so saddening to see your loved one so utterly sick.. I think I'll pray for her. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lord Jesus,please bless my great-grandmother and let her breathe comfortably. Please give her the strength to pull through. Please answer my prayer. Thank You. In Jesus Christ's name I pray, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Yes,I'm a Christian. You curse anything or anyone that belongs to me, YOU. WATCH. OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-7833038027823364984?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/7833038027823364984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=7833038027823364984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/7833038027823364984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/7833038027823364984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-3160832013409581460</id><published>2008-07-11T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T16:49:52.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such an EMO gal..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Emo. Definitely emo. Amalina taught me what emo means and trust me I am v.emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Anyway..I still feel &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;. Everytime I see -that person- I get &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;sad again&lt;/span&gt;. And it's impossible to not see -that person- because -that person- is in our school. I wanna feel &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; again. But everytime I laugh,I'll remember -that person- and then I'll feel &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; again. I don't know what to do and I always try not to think about it during bedtime because if I do, I stare at the ceiling,unable to sleep,thinking of -that person- and what I did. I think if I start thinking about -that person- now, I'll go &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;loco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;. I wanna turn back time so badly.. And &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;re-do&lt;/span&gt; what I did &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;..but that would be cheating. I can't. Time just &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; be turned back. Sob..&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/6770911339780758313-3160832013409581460?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/3160832013409581460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=3160832013409581460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/3160832013409581460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/3160832013409581460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-such-emo-gal.html' title='I&apos;m such an EMO gal..'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-1143291380977101681</id><published>2008-07-09T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:06:10.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still down,but feelin' better..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Sob sob sob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm not really sobbing or anything but I just feel totally lethargic and life-less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Anyway Jamie totally made me &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;with her sms that day.. Thanks,babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Dhiri's also been helping me and stuff. Sometimes I'm helping him and sometimes he's helping me. Who knew he could be such a good friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Anyway, today the counsellor came to our class and told us about this destressin and not to be stressed and stuffin. And then she said like..these are the symtoms for a Miss Stressy. Butterflies in your stomach,need to run to the toilet,wobbly legs,racing heart,feeling sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;On the day I posted the 'going crazy' post, I hit 5/5. Mannn was I totally stressed out. I need mental help! Lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-1143291380977101681?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/1143291380977101681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=1143291380977101681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/1143291380977101681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/1143291380977101681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-downbut-feelin-better.html' title='Still down,but feelin&apos; better..'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-8959674792541482844</id><published>2008-07-06T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:09:14.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;God I feel so... um.. I dont know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I don't know what I'm doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I don't know what I'm going to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I don't know what I already did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I want to turn back time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I don't know who to talk to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I know PSLE is coming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I haven't studied..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I feel like dying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I don't know if I should go to school on Tuesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I feel like crying my eyes out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I made Fauzia angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I made Jerel angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I made Zoey angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I made Jee Eon angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I always do the wrong things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I just watch the ceiling waiting for the time to pass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;I don't know what to say except..Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-8959674792541482844?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/8959674792541482844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=8959674792541482844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/8959674792541482844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/8959674792541482844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/dying.html' title='Dying'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-6271583997397071159</id><published>2008-07-05T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T22:02:38.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today Dhiri called me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thats not why I'm going crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't say why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;STRESSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-6271583997397071159?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/6271583997397071159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=6271583997397071159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6271583997397071159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6271583997397071159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-crazy.html' title='Going Crazy'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-7533705973823205579</id><published>2008-07-03T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:20:03.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Depressed.. Today Jee Eon said I flirted with Timothy..&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't! [Who'd want to flirt with him]Wanna hear the real story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Once Upon A Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zoey pulled me to Timothy because she wanted to let me know something but thought that if Timothy said it, it would be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I followed her and Timothy told me -cant say ask Cher Cher- and then I felt very sad for Rachel because it was bad news. Zoey started talking to me that he was not kidding and all. But Timothy annoyingly kept saying -what he said- over and over again and I already didn't want to know about it[Who'd want to listen to bad news every second]but he still continued to say it after I scolded him so I backed away but he still continued. Anyway this story is shortened. Then Jee Eon saw and I knew something was wrong already. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;During recess, I told Zoey that I suspected Jee Eon did not want to be my friend anymore and I told her. Zoey then told me that Jee Eon saw me 'playing'/'flirting'/'talking' with ZHAO SI HAN and got unhappy. Because he 'flirted' with me and I didn't stop him. But I had no idea he was 'flirting'. He was just saying stuff over and over again and making a fool of himself. And thats about what had happened.. Sighs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;.. I wanted to talk to Jerel because he is very close to her. But he didn't reply me. [As usual.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Now I feel utterly depressed and upset that Jee Eon would think such a thing of me. And I also don't know what to do.. What if I do something and something goes wrong again? Today I was so upset I just felt like falling onto something soft then fade away..I even asked Amalina for masking tape to tape my mouth in case Timothy talks to me and I reply him by accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway,so far,everytime I'm sad, these people will realise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Hui Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Dhiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Jia Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Fauzia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks you guys for caring..( I really did not expect Dhiri to notice!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;My Msn Display Name is &lt;em&gt;Depressed Human&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;My Msn Personal message is &lt;strong&gt;Life sucks&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Stressed,depressed,sad,a little shocked,very upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I may not post tomorow. But I will if I can. Thanks for reading.&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/6770911339780758313-7533705973823205579?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/7533705973823205579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=7533705973823205579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/7533705973823205579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/7533705973823205579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/depressed.html' title='Depressed..'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-2620154550957213026</id><published>2008-07-03T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:54:56.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Skin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well okay.. I've changed my blog skin. I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just gotta change some stuffs here and there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh and getting my tagbox will have to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;Well these will have to be done sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'd better get started now! See ya!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-2620154550957213026?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/2620154550957213026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=2620154550957213026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2620154550957213026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2620154550957213026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-blog-skin.html' title='New Blog Skin..'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-6033501441574565414</id><published>2008-06-21T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T02:35:05.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetting Mango.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jeez,I gotta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;get Mango outta my head! I keep thinking that when I screamed,I could've &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stepped&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on her..or him. My brother is like..totally into the DS..he is playing Animal Crossing on the Nintendo DS like, day in day out non-stop. I slept that night while he CONTINUED playing and woke up today seeing him playing. Either he didn't sleep or he slept late yet could wake up earlier than me. But I didn't ask. Why? Well..today I was in a totally don't-come-near-me mood and felt...moody.. I had a heading on my MSN that was like.. 'Don't talk to me-I'm serious' or something like that.. Lorraine usually doesn't go online(either that or she usually doesn't talk to me via MSN) and she finally did today and she started a conv with me. She was like, hey Jolene,want to go to Hui Xin sucks blog and write mean stuff to her? Trust me,I would really want to,but I was espeacially down and out today. So I said something like 'no,byebye' or something like that and she started pleading me so I said fine. I wrote mean stuff in her cbox. Like, ULTRA mean stuff. It kinda rocked. Haha. Then I think that was the end of our conv together. [check out our extreme cursing to Hui Xin at &lt;a href="http://www.huixinsucks.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.huixinsucks.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; lolz] Then Jia Li(Truly fat but a babe in the making. lolz X3) wrote me- where did I get my emoticon and I said from Zoey so she asked me what is Zoey's email so I said &lt;a href="mailto:zoey0110@hotmail"&gt;zoey0110@hotmail&lt;/a&gt;..... and Jia Jia was like saying sorry a hundred times because she didn't do what my MSN Display Name said. Remember? I said to not talk to me. Then Zoey came talking to me. I meanly told her goodbye but instead of going away she told me that friends will help each other nomatter what, and that I can tell her anything I wanted to and that she would try her best to help me. Honestly I was touched but not in the mood for touching stories. Then I wondered..'How'd she know I was feeling blue?' So I asked and she told me Rachel told her. And I was like..WHAT?? Then she said she called me earlier. And realised my voice was..different. Or something like that. Then I realised I hung up on Rachel..in less than like..three seconds. Boy did I upset people today. -sighs- To everyone: Hey babes..sorry for my tres awful attitude towards you guys today. I had fam fam probs. But I'm okay now. Totally sorry, hope you won't get angry and think I blew you off on purpose. -smiles- I just realised how much I hated Chong Hui Xin. Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway,my nightmare has finally come true.. I was watching cable today. Nickelodeon- What?! This show sucks! change channel. Disney Channel- Okay,advertisments have been going on for an hour. Change channel! Playhouse Disney- Cute! Ew,did he just do that? Change channel... Cartoon Network-Eee. Powerpuff Girls. Oh look! Ahaha! Oh no! Wah,lucky. Haha! ...Those were about the stuff I said while watching PPG. Yep. Can you believe I was was actually INTERESTED in it? I watched it for almost fifteen minutes and I was like..No.Way. I can't believe I thought it was funny! I mean, I've promised never to watch that icky show again because my bro said it was for babies and its too girly and my 'rents agreed. Plus I bet my bro I wouldn't like it again. DIE DIE DIE... lucky we didn't bet money or I'd be broke! -sighs sighs sighs- I've got tuition at 1pm tomorow, will be back at 2-30pm. Will try to post.Kaselelia~Thats bye in Polish. Hehe!(Polish is people from Poland. Catch it and learn it,you may need that next time you go to Poland.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-6033501441574565414?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/6033501441574565414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=6033501441574565414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6033501441574565414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6033501441574565414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/forgetting-mango.html' title='Forgetting Mango.'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-6519120502449906664</id><published>2008-06-19T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:29:17.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mango? OH NO..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"I know! Let's name it Mango!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Har..but it's orange! How about Orange?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"No way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Eh,look! The head black one leh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;please don't say you want to name it Blacky..please please please please please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"And got dots!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;please don't say you want to name it Dotty..please please please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ew! It's so wormy..!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;please don't say you want to name it Wormy..PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ahh! Joey Jie!! Help me!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Haiyo..you very girly eh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"You than lar!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Hello sir! I AM a girl."-sighs-"..so name it Mango..okay?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ok."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"YES!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;   You see,we went to the Bukit Timah Nature Reserve again..but a different route. It had..a playground.. yeah,something like that. Then I saw a cute baby centipede crawling on a pole that holds ropes so you won't fall when you climb/step/sit on the rope. I called my bro to ask him to help me catch it and he showed 0% interest in my cute discovery. ..Until I told him it could change into a butterfly. So I said why don't we keep it? So I told my bro to get the biggest leaf he could get. (Took me a long time to finally get him going-he insisted that plucking a leaf from the place would be..&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;illegal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Finally,he got one. I was like..what? The leaf he got was like..shrivelled up and totally bitten through ten times by other insects,probably.. So I left the centipede (Don't worry,he didn't leave at the end) and went with my bro to look for a bigger and better leaf.I found one that was rather big but slightly wide and told my bro to pick it. He didn't want to. So I caught up with him and said,its only one leaf,look,do you want Mango or not? Then I pointed to a leaf that's like..10cm-15cm long..so he wouldn't get sad about..breaking the law or hurting nature or..whatevr.He plucked it and I let the centipede climb onto the leaf. Up close:cute,fuzzy,ew! did he just spin a web?! Because there was this transparent,thin(really.really,really thin) line that was almost ivisible unless light reflected on it which kept him from falling off the leaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; So I gave my dad a ring on his cell using my mum's phone(I didn't bring mine and my 'rents went a  different way)to ask him to hurry 'cos we were getting tired of keeping the centipede in the middle of the leaf almost every ten seconds..or less. Finally after ten-fifteen minutes my 'rents came,all sweaty and I passed the leaf to my bro. We walked and walked then my dad saw a plant and was like, "Eh Joel, see? This is the spores of the leaf.." Then he plucked one(surprisingly my bro didn't say ANYTHING) and passed it to him,hoping it'll help him learn SCIENCE. But now his hands were full,one with the leaf and the baby centipede on it and one with the leaf with the spores at the bottom of it.Give daddy la,I said. He replied me, Then how? You help me hold lar! So,I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BAD idea. I &lt;strong&gt;HATE &lt;/strong&gt;insects and I get extremely squeamish when I get close to them. So I held the leaf and checked it a few minutes later. The frikin' centipede was at the edge and about to fall.. Extremely scaredy me dropped the leaf (the centipede was like,almost on my finger.....)and shrieked like..crazy. "JOE! JOE! JOE! COME! COME! COME! FASTER! THE LEAF! THE LEAF! THE CENTIPEDE!" I was shaking like nuts. I checked my tee and shoes and floor around me..dear Mango was gone. Sad I was,I walked ahead while my bro and dad looked for it. It..was...my..fault..my fault..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my..fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.MY FAULT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was so sad on the inside.. it could've dropped into my shoe..but I would've squashed it by then. Sigh.. Au revoir,Mango. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sobs....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;m(v_v..)m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-6519120502449906664?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/6519120502449906664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=6519120502449906664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6519120502449906664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/6519120502449906664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/mango-oh-no.html' title='Mango? OH NO..'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-2818879181331375515</id><published>2008-06-19T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:40:56.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priscilla is awesome!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  Priscilla just gave my blog a full make-over. One word to describe her work: Fantastic. I mean,really! she did an AWESOME job. I really loved it. Anyway,as for my previous post,if you see words in that post then gr8. If you don't,never mind because at least you got what I promised I would post-display pictures. Some of them aren't but anyways,right? Ok,I think Priscilla earned bonus kudos.I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my blog now. And she did it so fast! I spent six hours a few days ago on the computer trying to cr8 a nice blog but I got &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;nowhere&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you ever need help,I think Priscilla would be a good idea. =) Note to Priscilla:Hey girl you should charge people for helping them make their blog from &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;dullsville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blog. Haha jk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well I promised Priscilla I'd treat her recess one day..haiya I just give her $2 or less then she go buy herself la..(too lazy) hahaz.. Well,thats the end of my post.Hope you like the picz of Patrick and Spongebob I put up previously and promise to tag in my new cbox!!  o(^o^)b Toodles! Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-2818879181331375515?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/2818879181331375515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=2818879181331375515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2818879181331375515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2818879181331375515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/priscilla-is-awesome.html' title='Priscilla is awesome!!'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-5871074939724995323</id><published>2008-06-18T20:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:49:58.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BFFF,Jia Li</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes,usually known as Ah Fat. Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In case you think I spelled wrongly,BFFF stands for Best friends for fun. Jia Li made it up. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna post picz of dear Spongebob and Patrick..Come see! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkZj_AMG6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/dPnfwOkUpVQ/s1600-h/fhdfhdgfhd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213226149656402850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkZj_AMG6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/dPnfwOkUpVQ/s320/fhdfhdgfhd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkaJu_NE_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Yall9fS_zYg/s1600-h/sgfdahdsfydtrqyegd7qgwheatrgwndxehjeghjerhjhrefdd.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213226798192333810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkaJu_NE_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Yall9fS_zYg/s320/sgfdahdsfydtrqyegd7qgwheatrgwndxehjeghjerhjhrefdd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkaJZq0P9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Su3BPCWHtkY/s1600-h/sponge4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213226792469675986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkaJZq0P9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Su3BPCWHtkY/s320/sponge4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkaJ1LRhGI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gsgy6rhkYo4/s1600-h/th_spongebob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213226799853569122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkaJ1LRhGI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gsgy6rhkYo4/s320/th_spongebob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkaJogrQfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dH_XK41GTLc/s1600-h/th_spongebob.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213226796453675506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkaJogrQfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dH_XK41GTLc/s320/th_spongebob.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute,huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heehee! Glad you liked 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdotkR9CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NjSncBy06us/s1600-h/th_abney317-patrick-star-tux-4734.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230628921799714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="136" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdotkR9CI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NjSncBy06us/s320/th_abney317-patrick-star-tux-4734.png" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdotnv7QI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ITAoXTz9e6s/s1600-h/th_358122810_8a6d25b3d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230628936346882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdotnv7QI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ITAoXTz9e6s/s320/th_358122810_8a6d25b3d0.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdo8gY0XI/AAAAAAAAACE/uk_bPSJ6ICA/s1600-h/th_patrickstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230632932004210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="119" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdo8gY0XI/AAAAAAAAACE/uk_bPSJ6ICA/s320/th_patrickstar.jpg" width="115" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdo_H_NrI/AAAAAAAAACM/5nuoHkCgo-o/s1600-h/th_patrick_star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230633634969266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdo_H_NrI/AAAAAAAAACM/5nuoHkCgo-o/s320/th_patrick_star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdo4PiRsI/AAAAAAAAACU/CDyExgkgVTg/s1600-h/th_patrickstar.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213230631787579074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="142" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkdo4PiRsI/AAAAAAAAACU/CDyExgkgVTg/s320/th_patrickstar.gif" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I guess thats the end..bottom line: I love Spongebob and Patrick!! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I DID promise that I would post DPs,rite? Hold on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke1DpMJaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AOopYCS8Vl8/s1600-h/117688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213231940518028706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke1DpMJaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AOopYCS8Vl8/s320/117688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke01eB4BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sQ8pRtxkaLQ/s1600-h/116722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213231936713121810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke01eB4BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sQ8pRtxkaLQ/s320/116722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke07UJv3I/AAAAAAAAACs/p4T03NJlKLA/s1600-h/115078.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213231938282307442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke07UJv3I/AAAAAAAAACs/p4T03NJlKLA/s320/115078.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke03u_LDI/AAAAAAAAACk/AZ7hfNc6uiI/s1600-h/114334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213231937321118770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke03u_LDI/AAAAAAAAACk/AZ7hfNc6uiI/s320/114334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke0iPOOrI/AAAAAAAAACc/lJ4Z7bnwvI4/s1600-h/114112.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213231931550743218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFke0iPOOrI/AAAAAAAAACc/lJ4Z7bnwvI4/s320/114112.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its not a lot but it's all I have time to post for the meantime. More tomorow! Cya~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-5871074939724995323?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/5871074939724995323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=5871074939724995323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5871074939724995323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/5871074939724995323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-bfffjia-li.html' title='My BFFF,Jia Li'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SFkZj_AMG6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/dPnfwOkUpVQ/s72-c/fhdfhdgfhd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-2968509982713202860</id><published>2008-06-18T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T03:06:19.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Hey All, Its like..2 in the morning..AM la of course..Yawn. I'm freaking tired but I want to update this blog as its really new.. and I want to keep it alive..(Zoey told me to update it) I'm going to be  a baby kangaroo and a panda mixed together tomorow morning.... or afternoon. (Depends when I wake up. heehee) My nickname is Joey which is like.. baby kanga(my brother pointed that out and I was like.."Oh yah hor!!" lolz) and I'll probably have so little sleep I'll have dark circles around my eyes so that makes me a..hmm.. Baby Kapanda? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Heading Story.. Well today on MSN...urm.. Zoey and I.. we had a tiff.. about not trusting each other? Yea,and well,we kinda 'shouted' at each other and stuff. Zoey cried I think.. Worst quarrel so far.But we made up and now we're friends again. Anyway I never want to fight like that again.. phew.  The End. No, I won't fill in more details l8r. Too lazy and its a 'sad' ok fine not exactly but urm..not happy story to tell so I'm just going to end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well I've been walking,jogging,running, up Bukit Timah Nature Reserve (No,we dont put mosquito repellent. We repel on our own.) for like,three,four days so far? Yep. But today we didnt go. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sad..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; I was just starting to like running up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.. And the cute monkeys.. they dont look WILD at all. They look like pets! Naughty ones,though. And they're quite funny too. I saw one eating an egg. I know. Too cute. So I wanted to take a picture and maybe ask my mum to teach me how to post it on my blog but I dint bring my cam.(Nor my phone)So the monkey walked away and we drove off,slowly so we can see the monkeys. I monkey was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mating &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and it was tres gross. So my bro and I were like "EEEEEE!!! Daddy! Faster drive lar!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I did say I would post display pictures again but its late and I wanna finish up my post. I'll post 'em tomorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway,I heard from Zoette(I'm going to start making names for her lol) that her Darren &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;. I was like.."Oh my gosh." And he sprained his what...ankle or leg or something I think. Serious sia.. He's such a klutz! Haha Darren you better be careful next time or else Zoella will be heart-pain for you!! Actually Zoanne WAS feeling heart-pain for him. But she didn't dare say.. I feel she should have. At least he would know that she actually cared. Not that she doesn't la... End of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Zorraine told me that Taylor Swift CDs can be bought from Singapore. Impossible I said. I mean, really! It's NOT easy to find her CDs here in this tiny country! I think she saw wrong..or thought wrong..or at least got the wrong country. (Please note that Zorraine is  not Lorraine!!) So I'm not buying her recess. Heehee! I'm evil..... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;What I think of the holiday supp: Lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I mean two hours of plain blah and no break? Its like coming to school to stare at the teacher,sit down,play with the hamster and go home. I only like the last part of today when our chinese teach let us go to com lab and play. But we are never going again, as she says.. Because someone kept asking for someone else to go ask for the keys,(The com lab room was locked manually.)so Lorraine and Rui Chen did the courtesy of helping get the keys.. but then I think Mdm Yazila came or something.. I said I think. And then Our Chi Teach got angry for no particular reason..espeacially at Lorraine and Rui Chen.. Poor two..They didn't do anything wrong,did they? Stupid teacher blowing her top for nothing. And now because we have to listen to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;her,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we can't go to the computer lab anymore. For the rest of the year. As she says. Lets just hope she gets senile and forgets that she ever said that. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways,yesterday in the afternoon say about 12 pm to 1pm Rachel went to Zori's house after they came back from KFC at West Mall. Zoey helped Rachel do up her blog. I still have to go look at it because Zohina said so but I dont think I have time.. Maybe tomorow I can.. Check it out yourselves.. &lt;a href="http://www.horizonbreaks.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.horizonbreaks.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; I have yet to see it myself.. Yawn.. sleepy.. Its almost three am.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lets see,what else can I write? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;1) See you tomorow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;2)I'll post again tomorow if possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;3) All names starting with Zo is actually Zoey.(Zoanna)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;4) Dear Priscilla will be helping me with my blog soon so come check it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;5)But not too soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;6)I am just trying to make this post long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;7) So my blog will be alive,istead of dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;8)I'll just write the 'obviously's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;9)I love chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;10)I'm going to sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;11)Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;12)Sleep tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;13)Don't let the bed bugs bite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;14)ZZZzzz&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;zzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;15)Please note that number 14 is not Zoey's(Zobie)name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You can stop reading now, This is the end. Goodnight. Yawns..&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/6770911339780758313-2968509982713202860?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/2968509982713202860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=2968509982713202860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2968509982713202860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2968509982713202860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/always-friends.html' title='Always Friends'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-2023595144964113272</id><published>2008-06-14T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T09:52:26.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love with Taylor,, AND I'M NOT A LESBIE!!!haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Heya people-okay I didn't write in yesterday because in the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;my dad was using the computer. In the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; afternoon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;my mum was using the computer. And at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I was in malaysia. -details later-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Heading Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE TAYLOR SWIFT! (in an 'I really like this singer!' kind of way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I think everyone should too. I've been looking for her CD everywhere but not even the really popular [Yes, I've went to Popular but they don't have it either] CD shops have it. I planning to look in the internet later or next time. If you know where I can purchase one (simply any CD that has Taylor inside) of her CDs, tell me and I'll treat you to recess! Haha. [No kidding!]But only ONE recess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, anyway,as I was saying, yesterday I was at Malayville, and honestly I really really enjoy going there. =) Anyway! We went there and guess what? We saw Fiona Xie! Really! I got her autograph! And she told me something really sweet and I'm going to tell you what she said! She said: " Whoever who believed what I just said is too gullible and stupid! " Haha of course I did NOT see Fiona. She's like.. so five-star,I bet she wouldnt go to Malaysia if there is NO NEED. But I still like her and if I really DID see her, I'd be soo happy. So ANYWAY...We went there to watch Kung Fu Panda. Damn funny sia! I rate it..5 stars if they let Jackie Chan do a little more talkin. Viper and Mantis were nice too but I think they spoke the least. Crane was rather cool,too. But most of them spoke the least so 4 and a half stars. I would love to tell you which was the coolest part and which was my fave part and so-so, but I wouln't want to spoil the movie for those who haven't watched it yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just drank Yakult (mmm Yummi!) and I'm currrently talking to Joelyn(my tuition friend) and Fauzia(my best friend) mostly to Fauzia. I'll be posting more display pictures for you to see tomorow! o(^0^)b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-2023595144964113272?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/2023595144964113272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=2023595144964113272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2023595144964113272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/2023595144964113272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-love-with-taylor-and-im-not.html' title='In love with Taylor,, AND I&apos;M NOT A LESBIE!!!haha'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-8730410263491940293</id><published>2008-06-11T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:19:04.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT! NO CHOCOLATE?!  m(0.0)m</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;  Hey guys! Whoa I just ate the sour-est sweet..brrr!! Its like SO SOUR!! Ok, anyway,yesterday I didnt eat a single crumb of chocolate and trust me, it was horrible. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO CHOCOLATE FOR ONE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; DAY! IT WAS UNBELIEVABLE... &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;really! And the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt; part was.. the day before, I ate this &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt; tasty chocolate I bought from my brother(dont worry, I dont have to pay him 'cause he lost a bet that I played involving the T.V. lol)and it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DELICIOUS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt; And the day after that, I had NO chocolate. AT ALL. I SO wanted to eat more of that chocolate. Trust me, it WAS delish. ITS FROM KOREA!! [bought it from a Korean shop la,hello??] Anyway, a day without chocolate is simply unbelievable. Today I drank chocolate milk. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMmmm-mm,it was yummi-licious. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So I DID have chocz today, just not the real ones.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Anyway,Yesterday night I was surfing the net ,(google,youtube,dogpile,people's blogs,photobucket,mainly the internet..) and I found this picture. I think it's a display picture for MSN. anyway I thought it was perfect to put on my msn account. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SE94S_RTc7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5eZS7cjNB0Q/s1600-h/th_missingyou-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210515561507943346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SE94S_RTc7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5eZS7cjNB0Q/s320/th_missingyou-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check it out&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SE94-_RTc8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/WIeLiW6Ap7I/s1600-h/th_glamgal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516317422187458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" height="140" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SE94-_RTc8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/WIeLiW6Ap7I/s320/th_glamgal.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SE95kPRTc9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HhRfhw8geU4/s1600-h/th_thbutterflies-46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516957372314578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" height="111" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SE95kPRTc9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HhRfhw8geU4/s320/th_thbutterflies-46.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...ok,The last one with the two butterflies may be a bit blurry.. it says 'Someday everything will all make perfect sense so for now, laugh at the confussion,smile through the tears,and keep telling yourself that everything happens for a reason.' Yep,thats it..sigh..I really like this one. Anyway, I've got MANY more,I'm just posting my faves. Oh yes and as for the first blue one is a note to dear Zoey. (Girl, it was exactly what I wanted to tell you-except the YOU is the HIM.)  Ok, bye for now. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6770911339780758313-8730410263491940293?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/8730410263491940293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=8730410263491940293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/8730410263491940293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/8730410263491940293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-no-chocolate-m00m.html' title='WHAT! NO CHOCOLATE?!  m(0.0)m'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/SE94S_RTc7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/5eZS7cjNB0Q/s72-c/th_missingyou-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-4427600706384073212</id><published>2008-06-10T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:33:52.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yawn...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Heya.. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so sleepy&lt;/span&gt;! Yesterday watch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bee Movie&lt;/span&gt; on computer until &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;plus plus&lt;/span&gt;.. Then sleep at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;plus plus&lt;/span&gt;.. Then somemore must do so much work.. Tired sia.. Anyway..just wanted to say, a few days ago my 'rents went out to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Malaysia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;yea,I know,so good,right?(They went w/o us!!?!) Then I think my mum saw a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bag and wanted to buy it for me..(fake one of course lar..!)so she bought me a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;black and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one no,no,I mean a WHITE and black one.(there's a difference,okay?) Anyway, you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;won't&lt;/span&gt; be seeing me bringing that bag to school..(LOL it's fake! haha)But I'm still &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that I got it. Maybe I'll be bringing it to one of my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;girls-day-out&lt;/span&gt; outings one day?    [&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But dont &lt;em&gt;mock&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;]  Yawn..till then! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6770911339780758313-4427600706384073212?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/4427600706384073212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=4427600706384073212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/4427600706384073212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/4427600706384073212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy...'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770911339780758313.post-4871920912407216898</id><published>2008-06-09T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:55:33.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Test.. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Test&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Test.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Whoa..&lt;/span&gt; ok nvm.. Well this is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my first post&lt;/span&gt; and honestly I dont know what to write at all but um if you think i suck at blogs, then I guess &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you came to a wrong blog&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; still&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 'beginner-class'&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Anyway. If you think &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my blog isn't bad for a beginner&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thanks tons!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay bye I'm gonna do some edits with my blog. hehe! =D&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/6770911339780758313-4871920912407216898?l=dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/feeds/4871920912407216898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6770911339780758313&amp;postID=4871920912407216898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/4871920912407216898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6770911339780758313/posts/default/4871920912407216898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancetilldawn-xx.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>ME ME ME .</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s1jXKrAY8QA/S9zTa8a2jLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ahWAsg8Ch6Y/S220/DSC00049%5B2%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
