<?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-7519254253081686741</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:50:33.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cynthia's!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-1407328126172747752</id><published>2009-08-03T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:03:22.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved! (:</title><content type='html'>after wasting loads of time figuring out how to use livejournal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOGGER ALLOWED ME TO LOG IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFISHHHHHHHHHHH! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND. IM HERE TO TELL YOU, I'VE MOVED! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relink please. i know some of the links i left @ your blogs are sort of error or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes, relink me @ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hugsandkiss-es.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://hugsandkiss-es.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pplease  &amp;amp; thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog will be abandoned. i wont update.&lt;br /&gt;however, you can look into my archives.&lt;br /&gt;i wont delete 'em :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-1407328126172747752?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1407328126172747752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=1407328126172747752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1407328126172747752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1407328126172747752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/08/moved.html' title='moved! (:'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-3400818997611072464</id><published>2009-07-30T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:34:50.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;you cry and you scream until you cant breathe.</title><content type='html'>yoh! kay. today was just another random day.&lt;br /&gt;i really love sitting with Germaine during lessons in bio lab ^^&lt;br /&gt;and when Ms Quah goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Joeann comes to school and Lydia brought a ball along, when Lydia sees Joeann, she throws her ball at Joeann.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. no offense but it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;when Ms Quah asked John what'd he do with a soccer ball,&lt;br /&gt;but she used shortcut and said ball.&lt;br /&gt;John: i'd smack it.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Quah:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; so, johnathon would smack the ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinthya and Germaine cant stop laughing! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, tag replies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Alexandra : long time no tag meh? -.-&lt;br /&gt;Lydia : of course Germaine rawks! she's mine! :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-3400818997611072464?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3400818997611072464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=3400818997611072464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3400818997611072464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3400818997611072464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/cry-and-you-scream-until-you-cant.html' title='&amp;you cry and you scream until you cant breathe.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5239928632909944424</id><published>2009-07-29T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:36:43.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need an answer :D</title><content type='html'>omgggggg. pocky sticks ftw!&lt;br /&gt;esp the strawberry and milk ones.&lt;br /&gt;im currently muching on the strawberry one.&lt;br /&gt;sherlynn said im munching on her distant cousin.&lt;br /&gt;but she ate the agar agar i made earlier, so, &lt;br /&gt;i shall not listen to her and of course,&lt;br /&gt;continue munching on my pocky sticks.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know munching on sticks,&lt;br /&gt;can make me so high.&lt;br /&gt;im in an extremely good mood now.&lt;br /&gt;i love pocky sticks! LOLOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5239928632909944424?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5239928632909944424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5239928632909944424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5239928632909944424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5239928632909944424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-answer-d.html' title='i need an answer :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5763965048284916047</id><published>2009-07-28T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:41:33.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boundary.</title><content type='html'>kay, today was damn awesome.&lt;br /&gt;lessons in comp lab was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;my dear Germaine is back.&lt;s&gt; prettaye girl.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you i miss her dear ability to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and so she did.&lt;br /&gt;comp lab lesson for math :D&lt;br /&gt;before that. saw Sherlynn outside the comp lab .___.&lt;br /&gt;and she smack my ass! ): &lt;s&gt;asshole-.-&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermindd.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously love Germaine ttm.&lt;br /&gt;we were like chatting away.&lt;br /&gt;and talked about Jared's facebook picture (:DDD)&lt;br /&gt;the one with big big sunglasses one.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that one. that one in my friend list :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me:Jared, do you have a blog ? :D&lt;br /&gt;Jared: i HAD a blog.&lt;br /&gt;Me : URL ? (:&lt;br /&gt;Jared: uh... (was about to speak when....)&lt;br /&gt;Germaine: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.jaredwithsunglasses.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and awesome, Crystal and i just bursted out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;now you see why i love Germaine ? (:&lt;br /&gt;and of course they love me.&lt;br /&gt;cause my laughter is so awesome,&lt;br /&gt;set them into the laughing mood :D&lt;br /&gt;what else do you expect from a laughing machine&lt;br /&gt;by the awesome name of Cinthya?&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;thank you : Crystal, Germaine, &amp;amp;Qisong(a.k.a. Jared) for making my day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever&amp;amp;always &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5763965048284916047?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5763965048284916047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5763965048284916047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5763965048284916047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5763965048284916047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/boundary.html' title='boundary.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7868013275081147636</id><published>2009-07-27T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:10:44.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost for words .</title><content type='html'>blogger is back to normal! (:&lt;br /&gt;thought im not in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;make it short. and sweeeeeet! (:&lt;br /&gt;kay, Meiying, Crystal, Lydia, &amp;amp; Marin came to my house .&lt;br /&gt;to create mess in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;kay, we did home econs project.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt play kay!&lt;br /&gt;i remember i had to do all the boring stuffs like peeling the onion ! ):&lt;br /&gt;mum said, let other people try -.-&lt;br /&gt;mind as well let them cook right&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i managed to snatch the job lah :D&lt;br /&gt;of course, i'm cinthya you know! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Kay, im like. effing bored. and moody.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;idk why. felt moody. heard of something yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i am really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Germaine will be back in school tmr! :D&lt;/span&gt; (most probably :D )&lt;br /&gt;idk ah, but i want her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss her ability to make me laugh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Germaine! &amp;amp;of course, not forgetting Crystal :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the clique... (:&lt;br /&gt;love love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;seriously, please please enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;what am i supposed to do,&lt;br /&gt;to gain your trust?&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;the one i knew.&lt;br /&gt;idk what to do now.&lt;br /&gt;but to pray that you notice me like before.&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;i never expected it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;now that it's happened,&lt;br /&gt;i am really, really, speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/s&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/7519254253081686741-7868013275081147636?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7868013275081147636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7868013275081147636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7868013275081147636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7868013275081147636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-for-words.html' title='lost for words .'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6402789210217320347</id><published>2009-07-26T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:25:55.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me why ):</title><content type='html'>omfg, Cinthya is having problems with blogger now D:&lt;br /&gt;like what Sherlynn said. &lt;br /&gt;only a textbox D: nevermind. kay. I'm just seriously bored.&lt;br /&gt;i know i have to do my vocab. &lt;br /&gt;but i'm very lazy currently.&lt;br /&gt;idk ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;so bored so bored.&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt have watched reborn last night D:&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;i should get done with vocab, NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, tag replies! &lt;br /&gt;here it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun: thanks dear :D &lt;br /&gt;Cindaye: kay! (: &lt;br /&gt;Crystal: i know you &lt;3 me :D&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: of course i made your day. it's cinthya you know :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s. if everything went right, and no H1N1, the band would've left for Netherlands alr, yesterday ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6402789210217320347?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6402789210217320347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6402789210217320347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6402789210217320347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6402789210217320347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/tell-me-why.html' title='tell me why ):'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2649046672731120823</id><published>2009-07-24T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T18:56:55.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temptation.</title><content type='html'>i seriously dislike replying tags on my blogpost but...&lt;br /&gt;yeah. here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal : i dont care ah! LOL :DD&lt;br /&gt;Lydia : of course i am! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Madeleine: thanks dear (:&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline: awww. that's so sweet (: but virtual tomatoes... teehee. sounds so funny. i cant imagine you throwing it :D&lt;br /&gt;Haoze: go and die lah -.-&lt;br /&gt;Shirin: Helloo! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Sharon: you very stupid you know, you dont want people to find your blog you still put the page to relink on your blog so big -.-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, today was damn funny i swear. kay. i was laughing all the way after recess :D&lt;br /&gt;went to the toilet with Germaine.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny. she &lt;s&gt;got violent and&lt;/s&gt;attitude the toilet door siah. LOL&lt;br /&gt;she was trying to kick it open.&lt;br /&gt;and she kick, the door open halfway,&lt;br /&gt;and she went, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aiyah, cannot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and push open the door.&lt;br /&gt;from then, i kept laughing til i got out of the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;and i was still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Crystal and Lydia thought we were crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apparently Germaine got influenced and laughed with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few minutes. the four of just kept laughing at the band notice board there :D&lt;br /&gt;and Ethel, who was having PE, gave me the '-.-' face.&lt;br /&gt;and i just continued laughing :D&lt;br /&gt;went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;and Cystal asked me why i kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'im laughing machine what :D '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Crystal kept poking me, trying to find the off key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'cannot lah, the key spoil. no off key. nobody repair.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal just laughed with me. thn Mr Soh came in, had literature.&lt;br /&gt;funny ttm kay!&lt;br /&gt;Mr soh made me reah Charlotte's part and John read Wilbur's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear it sounded lovesick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was damn funny ah.&lt;br /&gt;when i told Sherlynn the lines. she went.&lt;br /&gt;'lovesick.' of course :D&lt;br /&gt;and after literature, had drama. and there, i went to the toilet again :D&lt;br /&gt;and awesome Sherlynn thought she could have some revenge by attacking me.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to pour water onto me :D&lt;br /&gt;but i pushed the bottle and got her wet instead.&lt;br /&gt;left the toilet, and i received a message saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;'screw you. im wet' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i laughed all the way :DD&lt;br /&gt;today was so fun, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apparently Cinthya is bored and is looking for songs that she loves :DDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Belong With Me- Taylor Swift :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You're on the phone&lt;br /&gt;with your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;she's upset&lt;br /&gt;she's going off about&lt;br /&gt;something that you said&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't get your humor&lt;br /&gt;like i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in my room&lt;br /&gt;it's a typical tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to the kind of music&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't like&lt;br /&gt;she'll never know your story&lt;br /&gt;like i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she wears short skirts&lt;br /&gt;i wear t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;she's cheer captain&lt;br /&gt;and i'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;dreaming about the day&lt;br /&gt;when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;that what you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you could see&lt;br /&gt;that i'm the one&lt;br /&gt;who understands you&lt;br /&gt;been here all along&lt;br /&gt;so why can't you&lt;br /&gt;see you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;you belong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking the streets&lt;br /&gt;with you and your worn out jeans&lt;br /&gt;i can't help thinking&lt;br /&gt;this is how it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;laughing on a park bench&lt;br /&gt;thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;hey, isn't this easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you've got a smile&lt;br /&gt;that could light up this whole town&lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen it in awhile&lt;br /&gt;since she brought you down&lt;br /&gt;you say you're fine&lt;br /&gt;i know you better than that&lt;br /&gt;hey what you doing&lt;br /&gt;with a girl like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wears high heels&lt;br /&gt;i wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;she's cheer captain&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;dreaming about the day&lt;br /&gt;when you wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;that what you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you could see&lt;br /&gt;that i'm the one&lt;br /&gt;who understands you&lt;br /&gt;been here all along&lt;br /&gt;so why can't you&lt;br /&gt;see you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;standing by and&lt;br /&gt;waiting at your backdoor&lt;br /&gt;all this time&lt;br /&gt;how could you not know&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;you belong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i remember&lt;br /&gt;you driving to my house&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;i'm the one who makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;when you know you're about to cry&lt;br /&gt;and i know your favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;and you tell me about your dreams&lt;br /&gt;think i know where you belong&lt;br /&gt;think i know it's with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you see&lt;br /&gt;that i'm the one&lt;br /&gt;who understands&lt;br /&gt;been here all along&lt;br /&gt;so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;you belong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have you ever thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you belong with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss you &lt;33.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2649046672731120823?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2649046672731120823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2649046672731120823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2649046672731120823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2649046672731120823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/temptation.html' title='temptation.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-9083635818627848843</id><published>2009-07-22T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T22:23:20.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for no life losers :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KAY, no life losers. if you want to spam, spam my blog, but with your name please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if you want to impersonate, impersonate ME. cause it's MY blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay people, now im thinking if i should private my awesome blog.&lt;br /&gt;cause i realised there are too many unfriendly earthlings out there D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-9083635818627848843?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/9083635818627848843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=9083635818627848843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/9083635818627848843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/9083635818627848843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-no-life-losers-d.html' title='for no life losers :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2300418321994796552</id><published>2009-07-22T19:21:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:54:34.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome day</title><content type='html'>hey people, stop quarreling on my tagboard about who i belong to. i hereby clarify.&lt;br /&gt;i belong to Sherlynn cause she's my boyfriend :D&lt;br /&gt;i belong to Crystal &amp;amp; Germaine cause they're my loves.&lt;br /&gt;i belong to Alexandra cause she's my awesome batchmate and is loved ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay now, anymore clarifications ? ask me in my tagboard ah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a really really happy day :DDD&lt;br /&gt;racial harmony day. awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;boo-ing at Sherlynn, awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;dressing Haoze up, awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;meeting Sharon for lunch @pepperluch @ amk hub is awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Cinthya had an awesome day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s. Sherlynn has a high-pitched scream today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kay, today was so damn awesome that i cant blog much.&lt;br /&gt;let the pictures do the talking :D&lt;br /&gt;kay! picture bombbb! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb-uONUomI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zgztphtBtWI/s1600-h/Image0783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb-uONUomI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zgztphtBtWI/s400/Image0783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361252476472566370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb-t09D44I/AAAAAAAAAtM/-x6BTEfzjF0/s1600-h/Image0782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb-t09D44I/AAAAAAAAAtM/-x6BTEfzjF0/s400/Image0782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361252469693473666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9sRli03I/AAAAAAAAAs8/vyHXcWCyR4c/s1600-h/Image0781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9sRli03I/AAAAAAAAAs8/vyHXcWCyR4c/s400/Image0781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361251343508099954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Lydia, Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9r2he0eI/AAAAAAAAAss/kjlmRoIiqH0/s1600-h/Image0778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9r2he0eI/AAAAAAAAAss/kjlmRoIiqH0/s400/Image0778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361251336243302882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crystal looks so happy :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9f0tmzQI/AAAAAAAAAsU/NzOWdzUFHdw/s1600-h/Image0770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9f0tmzQI/AAAAAAAAAsU/NzOWdzUFHdw/s400/Image0770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361251129598856450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9f8S-k0I/AAAAAAAAAsM/NUs1OTmwJpI/s1600-h/Image0764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9f8S-k0I/AAAAAAAAAsM/NUs1OTmwJpI/s400/Image0764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361251131634651970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabriel and Haoze, my group designed Haoze kay! awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9fYZMKfI/AAAAAAAAAsE/d7MzZdGkrHs/s1600-h/Image0763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9fYZMKfI/AAAAAAAAAsE/d7MzZdGkrHs/s400/Image0763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361251121997031922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they make a perfect couple :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9e1C6XkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/arpwVLUORYs/s1600-h/Image0762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9e1C6XkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/arpwVLUORYs/s400/Image0762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361251112508350018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9Qyib0PI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YFnfZEeii_8/s1600-h/Image0759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9Qyib0PI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YFnfZEeii_8/s400/Image0759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250871317090546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9QBFCZZI/AAAAAAAAArk/4pmmFyBrQIU/s1600-h/Image0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9QBFCZZI/AAAAAAAAArk/4pmmFyBrQIU/s400/Image0753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250858040452498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haoze's designing in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9P-JtFSI/AAAAAAAAArc/zI-pSJcrzGI/s1600-h/Image0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9P-JtFSI/AAAAAAAAArc/zI-pSJcrzGI/s400/Image0752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250857254720802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Why the fxck am i wearing this?' by Haoze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9Pnm5GrI/AAAAAAAAArU/59LzbslPolU/s1600-h/Image0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb9Pnm5GrI/AAAAAAAAArU/59LzbslPolU/s400/Image0750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250851203127986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meiying's fixing his boobs for him xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb84Bzs9TI/AAAAAAAAArM/7bDGpKLumuA/s1600-h/Image0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb84Bzs9TI/AAAAAAAAArM/7bDGpKLumuA/s400/Image0742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250445919319346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday, Camwhore with Selina&amp;amp;Meifang in the toilet after changing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb83xckK1I/AAAAAAAAArE/_FRyDW9qrTs/s1600-h/Image0741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb83xckK1I/AAAAAAAAArE/_FRyDW9qrTs/s400/Image0741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250441527307090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meifang, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb83bDrF5I/AAAAAAAAAq8/wBpYmckzpsY/s1600-h/Image0740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb83bDrF5I/AAAAAAAAAq8/wBpYmckzpsY/s400/Image0740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250435517323154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Selina, me. just ignore her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8k2ZCyoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1couDaFzj_c/s1600-h/DSC07390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8k2ZCyoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1couDaFzj_c/s400/DSC07390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250116437199490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Germaine, Me, Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8kvthHNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/4PncIPhKrA4/s1600-h/DSC07389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8kvthHNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/4PncIPhKrA4/s400/DSC07389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250114644024530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Germaine, me, Crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8kTCYguI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Iu_nYRB2bEY/s1600-h/DSC07388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8kTCYguI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Iu_nYRB2bEY/s400/DSC07388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250106946912994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;same :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8kMxItHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/U_5uBG20De4/s1600-h/DSC07385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8kMxItHI/AAAAAAAAAqM/U_5uBG20De4/s400/DSC07385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250105263961202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Germaine, me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8j2fjlJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/UU-m0b9DWQM/s1600-h/DSC07381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8j2fjlJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/UU-m0b9DWQM/s400/DSC07381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361250099284645010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Germaine, me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8BmanYDI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GnNGKAzX8z8/s1600-h/DSC07380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb8BmanYDI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GnNGKAzX8z8/s400/DSC07380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361249510853402674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Germaine, me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6269opbI/AAAAAAAAApE/fIX37YDzkz8/s1600-h/DSC03003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6269opbI/AAAAAAAAApE/fIX37YDzkz8/s400/DSC03003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361248227878806962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharon, Cinthya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb62vnjeFI/AAAAAAAAAo8/eD1E3nIqRh8/s1600-h/DSC03002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb62vnjeFI/AAAAAAAAAo8/eD1E3nIqRh8/s400/DSC03002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361248224833402962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharon, Cinthya the awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb62QP7h4I/AAAAAAAAAo0/ddzJOA_eWQw/s1600-h/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb62QP7h4I/AAAAAAAAAo0/ddzJOA_eWQw/s400/DSC03001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361248216412817282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharon so cute right? Cinthya so chio right? teeheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6kGuOBOI/AAAAAAAAAok/ox8mODJ2jqs/s1600-h/DSC02999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6kGuOBOI/AAAAAAAAAok/ox8mODJ2jqs/s400/DSC02999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247904617858274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we rawk the world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6j6ZT1qI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sduYG8nheRQ/s1600-h/DSC02996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6j6ZT1qI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sduYG8nheRQ/s400/DSC02996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247901308933794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she's still as pretty as ever ah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6jjlC2hI/AAAAAAAAAoU/TLiGYcSq-nE/s1600-h/DSC02992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6jjlC2hI/AAAAAAAAAoU/TLiGYcSq-nE/s400/DSC02992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247895184136722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharon, Cinthya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6Ops_MbI/AAAAAAAAAoE/0rBVtlLSUOM/s1600-h/DSC02989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6Ops_MbI/AAAAAAAAAoE/0rBVtlLSUOM/s400/DSC02989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247536050811314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6OXUCQxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qghKoanNehE/s1600-h/DSC02988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6OXUCQxI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qghKoanNehE/s400/DSC02988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247531114316562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WE LOVE YOU :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6N4CCbAI/AAAAAAAAAns/ZCVmsoAOStM/s1600-h/DSC02986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6N4CCbAI/AAAAAAAAAns/ZCVmsoAOStM/s400/DSC02986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247522717330434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVEYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6Nl-TK1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/NPyIL9kL2h0/s1600-h/DSC02984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb6Nl-TK1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/NPyIL9kL2h0/s400/DSC02984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247517869812562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SHUT UP :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb55ck3qDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/YTPcm0N_3dg/s1600-h/DSC02981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb55ck3qDI/AAAAAAAAAnc/YTPcm0N_3dg/s400/DSC02981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247171749849138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kay, unglam max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb546SW-sI/AAAAAAAAAnU/A9v2fBOb1M0/s1600-h/DSC02980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb546SW-sI/AAAAAAAAAnU/A9v2fBOb1M0/s400/DSC02980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247162545404610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb54c5klJI/AAAAAAAAAnM/nBYgfqOxsOA/s1600-h/DSC02979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb54c5klJI/AAAAAAAAAnM/nBYgfqOxsOA/s400/DSC02979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247154656810130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unglam even maxer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb53jsXOPI/AAAAAAAAAnE/VDopmlb0vaM/s1600-h/DSC02978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb53jsXOPI/AAAAAAAAAnE/VDopmlb0vaM/s400/DSC02978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247139300587762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb53VRMtVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/A-0Xn5odKkQ/s1600-h/DSC02977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb53VRMtVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/A-0Xn5odKkQ/s400/DSC02977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361247135428556114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i swear i love Sharon Ng Yu Hui :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmcLc89GZVI/AAAAAAAAAt8/RYcY5xWUWGM/s1600-h/220709+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmcLc89GZVI/AAAAAAAAAt8/RYcY5xWUWGM/s400/220709+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361266473434506578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;220709 love! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmcLclKOqTI/AAAAAAAAAt0/wbLoEeL9KeU/s1600-h/Sharon,+Cinthya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmcLclKOqTI/AAAAAAAAAt0/wbLoEeL9KeU/s400/Sharon,+Cinthya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361266467047123250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kay, Cinthya's Sharon's love. vice versa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmcLcE18RXI/AAAAAAAAAts/w_F3HMN0Nl0/s1600-h/CGC,+loves+%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 401px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmcLcE18RXI/AAAAAAAAAts/w_F3HMN0Nl0/s400/CGC,+loves+%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361266458372097394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CGC, LOVE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2300418321994796552?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2300418321994796552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2300418321994796552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2300418321994796552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2300418321994796552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/awesome-day.html' title='awesome day'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Smb-uONUomI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zgztphtBtWI/s72-c/Image0783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-1195748576956201162</id><published>2009-07-21T21:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:05:08.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfriendly!</title><content type='html'>kay now, apparently i've got unfriendly earthlings here at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont care yah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kay, i love Sherlynn ttm can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;fyi, from today onwards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;tags would be replied either @your blog or in my blogposts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if replied in tagboard, shouldnt be me ah! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;New intake of oxygen. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Why waste time and energy stewing over people?&lt;br /&gt;*Their main reason for spamming is to get you pissed.&lt;br /&gt;          -    CINTHYA    ;     hugs&amp;kisses;            says:&lt;br /&gt;*kay fine&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-1195748576956201162?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1195748576956201162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=1195748576956201162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1195748576956201162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1195748576956201162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/unfriendly.html' title='unfriendly!'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4956810903368933097</id><published>2009-07-20T21:12:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:03:55.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let things go, things will get better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;all i said was 'i'm bored'  &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;yet you asked me to go find _.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;and there he is talking about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm pissed alr alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;don't come to me when you're bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;don't come to me when you've no one else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;don't come to me when you say you want a 'spy'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i would never help you again . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i swear i wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i'm such a fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;to be help you all along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;is this what i really deserve? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;if so, THANK YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;What a bitch you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;What a bitch you can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I think i underestimated you.&lt;br /&gt;Dont underestimate me as well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as simple as you think i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;things will get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;just get away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;so now, Scram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, i swear. im not talking about sherlynn kay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4956810903368933097?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4956810903368933097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4956810903368933097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4956810903368933097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4956810903368933097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/let-things-go-things-will-get-better.html' title='let things go, things will get better.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7657088084918221648</id><published>2009-07-19T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:59:14.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cinthya is bored.</title><content type='html'>i realised i still can wear my p5 shirt, and PE T-sirt from primary school. that's good material for sleeping :D&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i cant get more bored.&lt;br /&gt;kay, grabbed from sherlynn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name twenty people, not in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Sarah&lt;br /&gt;ii. Sharon&lt;br /&gt;iii. Jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;iv. Zhenyao&lt;br /&gt;v. Weirui&lt;br /&gt;vi. Sherlynn&lt;br /&gt;vii. Clarie&lt;br /&gt;viii. ChengMun&lt;br /&gt;ix. Crystal&lt;br /&gt;x. Germaine&lt;br /&gt;xi. Ethel&lt;br /&gt;xii. Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;xiii. Alexandra&lt;br /&gt;xiv. Kayrui&lt;br /&gt;xv. Hanyan&lt;br /&gt;xvi. Haoze&lt;br /&gt;xvii. Aisyah&lt;br /&gt;xviii. Madeleine&lt;br /&gt;xix. Ning&lt;br /&gt;xx. Meifang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now turn on your media player and put it on shuffle mode. For every question, play the next song to get the answers. Use the song title as the answer and give your interpretation of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. What do you think numbers vii, xv and xix think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Clarie, Hanyan and Ning ; The Way I Loved You - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;They all love me! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. If you were to get married with iv, how do you think she/he would feel?&lt;br /&gt;Zhenyao ; You're Not Sorry -Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to call, anymore, i wont pick up the phoneee! :D big LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. If vii were to say that he/she no longer wants to be associated with you, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Clarie ; White Horse - Taylor Swift (WHY STILL TAYLOR SWIFT?!)&lt;br /&gt;this ain't a fairytale! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. i has not been talking to you lately. What would you do to get him/her back talking?&lt;br /&gt;Sarah ; My Happy Ending - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;So much for our happy ending huh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. xx told xvi who told v who told viii your big secret. How would you clear things up?&lt;br /&gt;Meifang, Haoze, Weirui and Alexandra ; Love Story - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;just shut up and stop talking about my love story :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. xiii told you that he/she loves you oh-so-deeply. Your next plan is to ... ?&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra; Just The Girl - The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;Alex, im just the girl! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. ii is said to have died from a serious illness. What will be his/her last words be to you before she/he died?&lt;br /&gt;Sharon ; Hot 'N Cold&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're Hot 'N Cold, you made me die.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. xi and xii asked you to join them to kill someone. What might happen to the three of you?&lt;br /&gt;Ethel and Kenneth ;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; 我不配 - &lt;/span&gt;周杰倫&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worthy enough to kill. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. v jumps down from a high building and you are down on the ground safe but sees that he/she is heading for you. What will be the last thing you would scream to him/her before impact?&lt;br /&gt;Weirui ; Fall For You - Secondhand Serenade.&lt;br /&gt;Why the heck are you falling? I'm not Sarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Your perceptions if i &amp;amp; v got married?&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and Weirui [ :DD ] ; Breathe - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;"You're the reason why I breathe, " from WeiRui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. If viii and xx fought over you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun and Meifang ; You belong with me - Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;kay now, both of you belong with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. If you are dead, what would vii say to xi?&lt;br /&gt;Clarie and Ethel ; Hero - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;" And then the hero comes along~ " who'd be the hero ? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13. First impressions of you when i-xx first met you?&lt;br /&gt;Refer to list ; Beautiful Soul - Jesse Mccartney&lt;br /&gt;I'm a beautiful soul :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14. Overall, you think i-xx are ...&lt;br /&gt;Refer to list ; I'm Only Me When I'm With You - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;Kay, i'm only me when i'm with you kay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, that was the results of boredom. so, byeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i like #10 &amp;amp; #13 :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7657088084918221648?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7657088084918221648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7657088084918221648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7657088084918221648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7657088084918221648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/cinthya-is-bored.html' title='cinthya is bored.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5514287806804516901</id><published>2009-07-18T14:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:12:38.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinthyaaaaaaaaa :D</title><content type='html'>here comes&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Cinthya Goh&lt;/span&gt;! :DD&lt;br /&gt;kay, im very bored now,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to do some update kay?&lt;br /&gt;i swear yesterday was damn fun ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;esp recess. teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were walking to buy food,&lt;br /&gt;i was walking with Germaine,&lt;br /&gt;thn she walked past her friend.&lt;br /&gt;and Germaine went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'CHIO BU! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned around and went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'are you calling me? ^^'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stupid Germaine just keep laughing!&lt;br /&gt;after eating, went to the washroom.&lt;br /&gt;where i suggested a camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i did! camwhore with Germaine.&lt;br /&gt;pictures later. down there kay!&lt;br /&gt;i took only &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;two pathetic pictures&lt;/span&gt; with Germaine,&lt;br /&gt;and one awesome &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;unglam pic&lt;/span&gt; of Joeann.&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt get Crystal's! D:&lt;br /&gt;but i got a picture of Crystal's and my beautiful fingers.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;thn 135-ed to amk hub to meet&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; CCM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn talked about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; coconuts and cactuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then mrt-ed back to toa payoh,&lt;br /&gt;met WenWen on the train. left the MRT station,&lt;br /&gt;saw Xinyu, &lt;s&gt;Chengmun screamed like no mother&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but Xinyu was listening to songs,&lt;br /&gt;so Chengmun just ran like what shit like that -.-&lt;br /&gt;thn WenWen and Xinyu accompanied Chengmun&amp;amp;I to lunch,&lt;br /&gt;poor them.&lt;br /&gt;@KFC, they checked through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my messages, my pictures, and lastly, my wallpapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad they&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; didnt see anything they shouldnt seee uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;after eating, Xinyu went off,&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun&amp;amp;I sent wenwen to interchange.&lt;br /&gt;and then,&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun&amp;amp;I walked around the whole Toa Payoh Central for a &lt;s&gt;fxckload of times&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;went to library, but we always cant control our laughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;decided to leave before we get chased out&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but took a few pictures ah :D&lt;br /&gt;thn decided to take a rest in popular,&lt;br /&gt;in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;that's when a little boy ran to the glass i'm facing at,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stared at me&lt;/span&gt; (he was on the outside of the glass)&lt;br /&gt;and screamed and ran off, Chengmun and I laughed like what shit -.-&lt;br /&gt;thn we went down to jalan jalan cause popular is as disturbing as the library,&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun keep laughing and laughing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whenever someone walk past the glass&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;awesome , huh?&lt;br /&gt;thn Chengmun started looking at FTPPS students' skirts.&lt;br /&gt;thn keep laughing cause &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she say our juniors all very toot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;skirt so long whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;thn when see short skirt ones also will comment. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;kay kay,&lt;br /&gt;pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0pozY07I/AAAAAAAAAm0/_WVJa4QO7OY/s1600-h/Image0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0pozY07I/AAAAAAAAAm0/_WVJa4QO7OY/s400/Image0719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359693290224014258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;believe it or not, this is Chengmun's face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0pWpfvJI/AAAAAAAAAms/UOGO3o1KZ7w/s1600-h/Image0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0pWpfvJI/AAAAAAAAAms/UOGO3o1KZ7w/s400/Image0716.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359693285350685842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Chengmun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0pJYL2nI/AAAAAAAAAmk/2m8nBM4WKBc/s1600-h/Image0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0pJYL2nI/AAAAAAAAAmk/2m8nBM4WKBc/s400/Image0714.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359693281788418674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chengmun, credits to Xinyu :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0R7PAJzI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ENeUxryF5Wk/s1600-h/Image0713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0R7PAJzI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ENeUxryF5Wk/s400/Image0713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359692882854815538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my fingers, crystal's extra. hers all fade alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0RvnkAOI/AAAAAAAAAmM/CMXOkuhWnPk/s1600-h/Image0708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0RvnkAOI/AAAAAAAAAmM/CMXOkuhWnPk/s400/Image0708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359692879736602850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kay, Joeann's unglamness. it was damn funny .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0RfOUyPI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Y1XWY-U9D_0/s1600-h/Image0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0RfOUyPI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Y1XWY-U9D_0/s400/Image0706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359692875335780594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinthya, Germaine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0REwVcoI/AAAAAAAAAl8/olF_jPuPYZM/s1600-h/Image0705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0REwVcoI/AAAAAAAAAl8/olF_jPuPYZM/s400/Image0705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359692868230673026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, the awesome ones again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5514287806804516901?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5514287806804516901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5514287806804516901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5514287806804516901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5514287806804516901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/cinthyaaaaaaaaa-d.html' title='Cinthyaaaaaaaaa :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SmF0pozY07I/AAAAAAAAAm0/_WVJa4QO7OY/s72-c/Image0719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7261447301854874224</id><published>2009-07-16T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:40:05.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to stop :D</title><content type='html'>sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i know I've been rather kaypo.&lt;br /&gt;I know i may have been a bitch ( i think so D: )&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to interfere anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should just mind my own business,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's gonna remind me not to interfere!&lt;br /&gt;thanks love :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7261447301854874224?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7261447301854874224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7261447301854874224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7261447301854874224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7261447301854874224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-to-stop-d.html' title='time to stop :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4882739097357793265</id><published>2009-07-14T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:50:43.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOAAAAAAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>some band members are on LOA now D:&lt;br /&gt;i miss 'em lahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;wahlaooooo. i also want LOA,&lt;br /&gt;im in need of sleep D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4882739097357793265?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4569814734007248103</id><published>2009-07-12T20:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:27:51.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chilli crabs are &lt;3</title><content type='html'>you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i dont care you know.&lt;br /&gt;you made us wait for three effing hours.&lt;br /&gt;and i asked you to come,&lt;br /&gt;you complain to Joeann,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to say i'm scolding you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you take the wrong bus,&lt;br /&gt;may i ask,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have you never been to Crystal's house before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Meiying &lt;/span&gt;can find her way there,&lt;br /&gt;why cant you?&lt;br /&gt;and great, 28 sends you to Crystal's house?&lt;br /&gt;hello, my dear, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we're going to Crystal's house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not Cinthya's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 SENDS YOU TO TOA PAYOH, MIND YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a life man,&lt;br /&gt;even Joeann reached earlier than you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;despite having service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're late,&lt;br /&gt;and there you are kpkb-ing.&lt;br /&gt;thn when you reached, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you gave that face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we told you that yo dont have to come anymore,&lt;br /&gt;you went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Joeann is there, i must go.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yadahyadah. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;our group can be as creative without a creative director,&lt;br /&gt;that comes out with creative ideas to drag time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;first you say you're waiting for Joeann,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;next you say you took the wrong bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can do it you know.&lt;br /&gt;without you,&lt;br /&gt;i can be as creative,&lt;br /&gt;being the group leader,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can think of lots more stuffs more than you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like going to pulau ubin,&lt;br /&gt;eating the chilli crab there &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i kept talking about chilli crab today,&lt;br /&gt;that crystal gotten pissed with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;omg, chilli crabs are [heart].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody go eat chilli crab with me please.&lt;br /&gt;idkwhy,&lt;br /&gt;Crystal and Germaine doesnt like spicy stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;chilli crab, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;go with me :D&lt;br /&gt;you get to see me unglam. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joke of the day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ѕнeяℓуии.&lt;/u&gt; `      Chasmic fission. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Understanding that y = 2x doesn't really help.&lt;br /&gt;*Because I still don't know what x and y is  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c=#ff732f&gt;- &lt;u&gt;CINTHYA&lt;/u&gt;; &lt;i&gt; perfection;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/c=#ff732f&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;*i know what Y is&lt;br /&gt;*YONGXIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sнeяℓуии.&lt;/u&gt;`      Chasmic fission. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Yongxin = 2X&lt;br /&gt;*What's x?&lt;br /&gt;*^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c=#ff732f&gt;- &lt;u&gt;CINTHYA&lt;/u&gt;;&lt;i&gt; perfection;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/c=#ff732f&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;1 yongxin = 2 xlyos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ѕнeяℓуии.&lt;/u&gt; `      Chasmic fission. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;*So the auxiliary has only half of Yongxin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c=#ff732f&gt;- &lt;u&gt;CINTHYA&lt;/u&gt;; &lt;i&gt; perfection;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/c=#ff732f&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;*yeah!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ѕнeяℓуии.&lt;/u&gt; `      Chasmic fission. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Lol.&lt;br /&gt;*yongxin = 2 xylophones&lt;br /&gt;* TKBand has only half of Yongxin&lt;br /&gt;*Because we only have one xylophone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c=#ff732f&gt;- &lt;u&gt;CINTHYA&lt;/u&gt;; &lt;i&gt; perfection;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/c&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt; *._____.&lt;br /&gt; *LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ѕнeяℓуии.&lt;/u&gt; `      Chasmic fission. says:&lt;br /&gt; *So sad. &lt;br /&gt; *It's okay.&lt;br /&gt; *Yong and Xin will be united soon.&lt;br /&gt; *Mr Siao wants to buy another x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cinthya is awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn is &lt;33.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4569814734007248103?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4569814734007248103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4569814734007248103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4569814734007248103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4569814734007248103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/chilli-crabs-are-3.html' title='chilli crabs are &lt;3'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-3505369992820105127</id><published>2009-07-12T11:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T11:23:55.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;you are lying, yet you made it sound so real.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i must be an idiot to believe in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well, i swear it sounded convincing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'cause i trusted you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'cause i never thought you'd lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;over such a small thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so, was everything a lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:32%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;i can swear i never liked him &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/7519254253081686741-3505369992820105127?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3505369992820105127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=3505369992820105127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3505369992820105127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3505369992820105127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-lying-yet-you-made-it-sound-so.html' title='lies.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-9155213594577470331</id><published>2009-07-11T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:19:29.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 banddddddd :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;33 bandddddddd! :D band was awesome today, at Taka. omg can, the sec threes are awesome :D trombones are. LOL. well, we got childish and went to take balloons . LOL. the balloons are damn nice can, i spotted it the moment i stepped out of Wisma. awesome. Cinthya is &lt;3.  band seems like the only performing team with a whole lot of supporters. LOL. we were like screaming and shouting and clapping like no mother. kay . right now. i need to eat. kay, cya again, pictures, im waiting for Selina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-9155213594577470331?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/9155213594577470331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=9155213594577470331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/9155213594577470331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/9155213594577470331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-banddddddd-d.html' title='&lt;3 banddddddd :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-1878517172145005646</id><published>2009-07-10T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:20:07.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;should've kept quiet and asked nothing D:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-1878517172145005646?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1878517172145005646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=1878517172145005646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1878517172145005646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1878517172145005646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/shouldve-kept-quiet-and-asked-nothing-d.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-410447874665122989</id><published>2009-07-10T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:01:12.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Not Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;All this time I was wasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hoping you would come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I've been giving out chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Everytime and all you do is let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And it's taken me this long baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But I've figured you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And you thinking we'll be fine again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But not this time around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You don't have to call anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This is the last straw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Don't want to hurt anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And you can tell me that you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Like I did before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You're not sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No, no, no, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Looking so innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I might believe you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If I didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Could have loved you all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If you had'nt left me waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And you've got your share of secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And I'm tired of being last to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And now you're asking me to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'Cause it's worked each time before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But you don't have to call anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This is the last straw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Don't want to hurt anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And you can tell me that you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Like I did before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You're not sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No, no, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You're not sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No, no, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You had me crawling for you honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And it never would have gone away, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You used to shine so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But I watched all of it fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So you don't have to call anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This is the last straw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;There's nothing left to beg for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And you can tell me that you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Like I did before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You're not sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No, no, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You're not sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No, no, oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-410447874665122989?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/410447874665122989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=410447874665122989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/410447874665122989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/410447874665122989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-not-sorry.html' title='You&apos;re Not Sorry.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-3537233005501308175</id><published>2009-07-10T14:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T15:04:40.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some random update :D</title><content type='html'>waaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i belly bored. since im so bored, i shall update about yesterday. yeah, yesterday had&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bandd&lt;/span&gt; :D and it starts only @ 4.30, so went home at 7 instead D: but nevermind, had combined all the way.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i feel really really retarded during the combine.&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elbowed&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuba &lt;/span&gt;by mistake, and Sherlynn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whacked me on my head with the top of the trombone&lt;/span&gt;, by mistake,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn on the way home, superrrrrr funny :D i was walking home with Alex, and Victor&amp;amp;Jingxi&amp;amp;Jingling was walking behind us. thn @ the houses outside tkg, got this random kid hanging on a monkey bar or something, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doing stunts&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Victor went, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'tht guy is really an acrobatic monkey' &lt;/span&gt;and that boy looked at him and went, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'STUPID!'&lt;/span&gt; Victor went .____. the boy called him stupid for nthing, it was fxcking funny kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHH ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-3537233005501308175?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3537233005501308175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=3537233005501308175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3537233005501308175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3537233005501308175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-random-update-d.html' title='some random update :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2102494661034916259</id><published>2009-07-09T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:41:26.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cinthya is bored, Cinthya is very bored.&lt;br /&gt;Cinthya posted on her private blog.&lt;br /&gt;readers please go read!&lt;br /&gt;Cinthya needs sleep.&lt;br /&gt;kay, now, buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;going to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;see you!&lt;br /&gt;bye ~&lt;br /&gt;hey there,&lt;br /&gt;see the randomness?&lt;br /&gt;I'm really very very bored.&lt;br /&gt;somebody entertain me please.&lt;br /&gt;apparently i neeed sleep, meanwhile,&lt;br /&gt;i am really really really want to sleep! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2102494661034916259?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2102494661034916259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2102494661034916259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2102494661034916259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2102494661034916259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/cinthya-is-bored-cinthya-is-very-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4757984177135010530</id><published>2009-07-08T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:59:52.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont need this plastic friendship</title><content type='html'>know what? enough is enough. [blank] had enough, so do I. stop sending msgs to [blank] thinking you can change things. like you said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things has changed&lt;/span&gt;. I dont want to sandwich [blank] anymore. stop posting on your blog, like you are very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noble&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; no you're not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just a bunch of rubbish you think you've done, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but you didn't.&lt;/span&gt; seems like you cried huh? may i ask, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which of us didn't cry&lt;/span&gt;? thinking of it, five huh? like you said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;. if you think you are very noble. what about [blank]? she's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; innocent&lt;/span&gt; you know, yet she's to be pulled into these fxckload of stuffs. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You expect her to apologise to you for choosing me over you?&lt;/span&gt; she doesn't have to, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you were the one who forced her to make a choice. you were the one who forced her to come to this decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, i rolled eye huh? being my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'friend'&lt;/span&gt; for so long, dont you know i like to roll eye, especially at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;specific individuals&lt;/s&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; awesome. if you think this is the friendship i am giving you, i can actually say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it isn't a friendship, my dear&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since that day&lt;/span&gt;, it's became a plastic friendship to me. maybe not even a plastic one. i suppose it was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; nothing&lt;/span&gt;...? stop sounding like you wasted a fxckload of time just to get us together. apparently it was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; nothing&lt;/span&gt; compared to [blank] . you arent generous like her.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; you can't hold a candle to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now, stop acting like you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DONT NEED THIS PLASTIC FRIENDSHIP.&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/7519254253081686741-4757984177135010530?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4757984177135010530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4757984177135010530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4757984177135010530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4757984177135010530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-need-this-plastic-friendship.html' title='i dont need this plastic friendship'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8315581066519861265</id><published>2009-07-04T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:44:23.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear (someone you with whom you have recently spoken),&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, (1). I think I realized it (2) (3) and I saw you (4)(5) . I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning (8), but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) and that (11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12),&lt;br /&gt;Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - I'm in love with your cat&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I’m joining the Convent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black - Our romance is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green- Our socks don't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a leprechaun&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're mean&lt;br /&gt;Other - I dislike your eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night you picked your nose&lt;br /&gt;February -When I quoted Forrest Grump&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April - When I tripped on peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May - When I threw up in your sock drawer&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July – When you smacked my ass&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the purple monkey&lt;br /&gt;September - Last year when you peed in your pants&lt;br /&gt;October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog humped my leg&lt;br /&gt;December - When I finally changed my underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna- In your car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pasta - Outside of your office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad – As you were eating Kraft Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Jean Chrétien&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In a clown suit&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a street light&lt;br /&gt;Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Red - Put whipped cream on&lt;br /&gt;Black - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - bit of&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the pants off of&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other - Drive over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey – The Catholic Priest&lt;br /&gt;Brown – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My corned beef hash&lt;br /&gt;Red – My knee caps&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My salt-beef bucket&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Blink 182 CD&lt;br /&gt;Pink – Your ‘My Little Pony’ collection&lt;br /&gt;None – My prized statue of Michael Jackson in the nude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other --The elephant in the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Idol - Sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Open&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;Annat - shamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful you are&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your smell makes me vomit&lt;br /&gt;Depressed – That we’re related&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That I may pee my pants&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Ford sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That you need a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your earlobes&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Silly - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other - That your driving sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your toe ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters to me&lt;br /&gt;Red - The pictures from Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your pet rock&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - Your car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your nose hair clippers&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C/D - Your photo with the moustache drawn on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour’s dog&lt;br /&gt;G/H - The oil tank from your car&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;K/L - The results of that blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your glass eye&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X – Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your credit cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A/B - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Always will remember the pep talks&lt;br /&gt;E/F -Never will forget that night&lt;br /&gt;G/H – Hate your cooking&lt;br /&gt;I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities that you did not steal that whale in the back yard&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed about the car you stole&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Always wanted to break your legs&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Haven’t showered in a month&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z – am better off without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Wine- Our friendship is ruined&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soda – I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building is on fire&lt;br /&gt;Water – I'm scratching my ass as you read this&lt;br /&gt;Cider– I have a passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate – Your cucumber fetishism is weird&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;Beer – Thanks for the Cocaine&lt;br /&gt;Other – you should stop picking your nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand – Warm tingly sensations&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Best of luck on the sex change&lt;br /&gt;France - Love always&lt;br /&gt;Spain - With tears of sadness&lt;br /&gt;China – You make me sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Germany – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please don't hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go milk a cow&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;USA - Greetings to your frog&lt;br /&gt;Egypt – Kiss my butt&lt;br /&gt;England - Go drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sarah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this,  our romance is over. I think I realized it when I tripped on peanut butter outside of your office and I saw you drive over the elephant in the corner . I'm sure you're sexy enough to understand&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that your driving sucks. I'm returning your false teeth, but I'll keep your photo with the moustache drawn on it as a memory. You should also know that I told my psychiatrist about the bruises and that I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;Cinthya &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8315581066519861265?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8315581066519861265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8315581066519861265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8315581066519861265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8315581066519861265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-someone-you-with-whom-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5653582155145847931</id><published>2009-07-04T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:12:32.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i screwed up, everything. &lt;strong&gt;I'm so sorry&lt;/strong&gt;. i know i did a bad job. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I didnt check dressing, i didnt twirl it properly, i didnt play, i didnt even bother to match the slide positions, i spin wrongly, i suck.&lt;/span&gt; I know there's &lt;em&gt;no point crying over spilt milk now&lt;/em&gt;. I was almost crying when i left that field. i tried to hold back my tears, i did. but i bursted out crying when someone asked me, &lt;strong&gt;'how was your performance?'&lt;/strong&gt; no comments. all i did was the crying.. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried all the way. until i get onto the bus.&lt;strong&gt; Thanks trombones, for attempting to make me laugh.&lt;/strong&gt; it's okay. i tried to laugh. quote from Kayrui-&lt;em&gt;'For once I'm begging you to laugh'&lt;/em&gt;. and he said he was shocked to see me cry, apparently everyone was. yeah, trombonists aren't supposed to cry, but i just couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhenyao, last day in the section, hope you had fun with Trombones all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;finally, it's over, for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5653582155145847931?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5653582155145847931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5653582155145847931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5653582155145847931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5653582155145847931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7797578521983892773</id><published>2009-07-01T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:08:53.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:58%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;im supposed to be high. but now, i'm fxcking pissed. speechless. Fuck it, seriously. now you say you dont know what you're supposed to do for the project. AWESOME. it's a five group members group, Meiying isn't here, four. out of the four, only two are working, fuck it, seriously. talk in class, play in class, cant you just listen? something is fucking wrong with the both of you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7797578521983892773?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7797578521983892773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7797578521983892773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7797578521983892773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7797578521983892773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-supposed-to-be-high.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7637521685331189119</id><published>2009-07-01T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:17:52.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAWRRR. omfg. im in the very good mood to post! today's lesson was awesome. esp sitting with Crystal.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NICE ONE SEH, I FREAKING LIKE HER RUBBERBAND. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(inside joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i dont wanna  post about it. but yesterday's art was awesome, i swear. i was drinking water when Valerie Tan was teaching us how to draw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Koh's face&lt;/span&gt;. Valerie Tan was like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know some of you might complaing that you can find his chin.&lt;/span&gt; and i just laugh out so loud the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; whole class looked at me&lt;/span&gt; D: now say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cinthya Rocks the world&lt;/span&gt;. Valerie Tan didnt noticed it, &lt;s&gt;unfortunately. D:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. today. nothing much to post lah, dont remember, all i remembered was i laughed throughout all the lessons that took place in 1F. i kept singing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ponyo&lt;/span&gt; that Crystal got rather pissed. cause i was singing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rather loudly&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;amp; i sang Narwhals as well. i rock the world! :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Narwhals ~ they are Narwhals ~ Narwhals ~ just dont let them touch your balls ~~ !&lt;/span&gt; now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Germaine's &lt;/span&gt;addicted to it as well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narwhals FTW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i just want to say. Crystal&amp;amp;I is rather crazy over&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; _____. _____ is &lt;s&gt;fucking cute&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; man! omfg! yayyyyy! :D i'm lovin class :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S._____ is really really really very cute! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.P.S. NARWHALS &amp;amp; CINTHYA ROCK THE WORLDDDDDDD!&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/7519254253081686741-7637521685331189119?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7637521685331189119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7637521685331189119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7637521685331189119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7637521685331189119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/07/rawrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-1239832386154221450</id><published>2009-06-27T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T19:27:06.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>facebooooooooooooooooooooooooook! :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been tagged in this, write the names down of PEOPLE YOU THOUGHT OF WHILE GOING THROUGH YOUR CONTACTS, and then answer the questions. Say you’re guessing if you don’t know, but at least guess on all of them. After doing this,tag your 22 friends to do the same:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sharon&lt;br /&gt;2. Sherlynn&lt;br /&gt;3. Crystal&lt;br /&gt;4. Alexandra&lt;br /&gt;5. Bryan&lt;br /&gt;6. Eugene Tan&lt;br /&gt;7. Carina&lt;br /&gt;8. Madeleine&lt;br /&gt;9. Sarah Tan&lt;br /&gt;10. Jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;11. Meifang&lt;br /&gt;12. Eugene Low&lt;br /&gt;13. Ethel&lt;br /&gt;14. Hanyan&lt;br /&gt;15. Chingwen&lt;br /&gt;16. Zhenyao&lt;br /&gt;17. Yixuan.H&lt;br /&gt;18. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;19. Keith Wong&lt;br /&gt;20. Zikry&lt;br /&gt;21. Henry&lt;br /&gt;22. Louis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*how did you meet 7?(Carina)&lt;br /&gt;CLASSMATE! :D and awesome table partner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if you had never met 15 ?(Chingwen)&lt;br /&gt;I'd have lost a girlfriend who i've known since kindergarten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if 20 and 1 dated ?(Sharon &amp;amp; Henry)&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH. OUT. LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever seen 17 cry?(Yixuan.H)&lt;br /&gt;well, happiness is her love, how can she cry? seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would 3 and 6 make a good couple?(Crystal &amp;amp; Eugene Tan)&lt;br /&gt;If only they knew each other, i will answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would 4 and 16 make a good couple ?(Alexandra &amp;amp; Zhenyao)&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*describe 19(Keith Wong)&lt;br /&gt;a retarded freak who insisted that camwhores are for whores D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you like 17?(Yixuan.H)&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you think 21 is attractive?(Henry)&lt;br /&gt;is he ... ? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What is 5’s favorite color?(Bryan)&lt;br /&gt;no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When was the last time you talked to 9?(Sarah Tan)&lt;br /&gt;TODAYYYYYY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What language(s) does 11 speak?(Meifang)&lt;br /&gt;End&amp;amp;Chi? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Who is 13 going out with?(Ethel)&lt;br /&gt;no idea!! DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What year is 16 in?(Zhenyao)&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*what is 14's favourite music?(Hanyan)&lt;br /&gt;no idea! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would you ever date 7?(Carina)&lt;br /&gt;No! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would you ever date 3?(Crystal)&lt;br /&gt;noppes D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Where does 18 live?(Ryan)&lt;br /&gt;Dover? if m not wrong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What is the best thing about 4?(Alexandra)&lt;br /&gt;Super friendly! &amp;amp;Cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What would you like to tell 10 right now?(Jacqueline)&lt;br /&gt;according to Chih Tun, ILOVEYOU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What is the best thing about 20 ?(Zikry)&lt;br /&gt;SUPER EASY TO BULLY! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever kissed 1?(Sharon)&lt;br /&gt;She wants to, but i never allowed her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What’s the best memory you have of 9?(Sarah Tan)&lt;br /&gt;today.... no matter what she says, i'd reply, 'dont worry, ______ will still love you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When’s the next time you’re going to see 4 ?(Alexandra)&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Is 2 pretty?(Sherlynn)&lt;br /&gt;walao, super chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What was your first impression of 15 ?(Chingwen)&lt;br /&gt;uh no, dont ask me that, all i can say is, the most despo woman on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How did you meet 3?(Crystal)&lt;br /&gt;second day of school! i guess so. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Is 5 your best friend?(Bryan)&lt;br /&gt;nah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Describe 22(Louis)&lt;br /&gt;no idea, he's weird to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you seen 18 in the last month?(Ryan)&lt;br /&gt;yeah, Keith's birthday party :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*last time you saw 16?(Zhenyao)&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you been to 21’s house?(Henry)&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When’s the next time you’ll see 8?(Madeleine)&lt;br /&gt;no idea D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Are you really close to 6?(Eugene Tan)&lt;br /&gt;normal ? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you been to the movies with 4?(Alexandra)&lt;br /&gt;Not YET :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you gotten in trouble with 8?(Madeleine)&lt;br /&gt;dont think so,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would you give 2 a hug?(Sherlynn)&lt;br /&gt;why not ? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When have you lied to 13?(Ethel)&lt;br /&gt;have i done so? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you know a secret about 11?(Meifang)&lt;br /&gt;nope! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Has 1 met your mother?(Sharon)&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse! :DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-1239832386154221450?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1239832386154221450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=1239832386154221450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1239832386154221450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1239832386154221450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/facebooooooooooooooooooooooooook-d-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4434499470983247061</id><published>2009-06-26T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:48:50.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>time to update! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello humans, im supposed to be doing homework&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; right now&lt;/span&gt;. but here i am, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;torturing&lt;/span&gt; my keyboard. ... rawr.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i want bandddddddd! &lt;/span&gt;D: Yesterday's band was super duber fun! :D morning was like outdoor almost all the way, went up to the hall to do some DCI-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch, they were kind enough to give us&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; extra ten minutes of lunch&lt;/span&gt;! :DDD went to Kallang Macs, ate ate ate~! and realised Hanyan likes to pronounce McFlurry as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; McFlourry.&lt;/span&gt; well, thn when we got out, somehow i am laughing but i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously seriously forgotten why...&lt;/span&gt; but yeah, when we reached the bus stop. Hanyan shrieked. say got something on her shoe.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; some random moth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually it would go off when you kick it or sth, this time it failed. but Kenneth, somehow gotten it on the ground. then we realised, there were two moths, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mating&lt;/span&gt;. on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanyan's shoe&lt;/span&gt; somemore. and Kenneth, being bored, poured&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ice cream&lt;/span&gt; on it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he missed, &lt;s&gt;his aiming sucks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/s&gt; so does Ethel's. Yongxin's aiming was better. but he was so close, that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; his spoon almost touched the moths&lt;/span&gt;. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, Yongxin again, thinking his aiming is really very good,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; spitted&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; onto it using the straw. and the coke &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spilled everywhere&lt;/span&gt;. i was screaming like nobody's business. and Ethel say the moths very pitiful. i was like, 'really?' Ethel went,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; imagine you're having sex and some giants come and poured a whole lot of ice cream and coke onto you.&lt;/span&gt; ahem, i cant imagine that! D: well, nevermind. thn we are talking about how pitiful they are cause they couldnt get their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'stuffs'&lt;/span&gt; done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Kenneth was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'this tells you that you shouldnt mate in public'&lt;/span&gt;.  i went, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'especially on Hanyan's shoes.'&lt;/span&gt; Kayrui went, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'next time must get hotel.'&lt;/span&gt;  I TOTALLY BLASTED OUT LAUGHING LIKE DONT KNOW WHAT CAN! and the trumpets were looking at me. so shy! D: 16-ed back to school. and i was still laughing... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that was retardedness , i swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school, had sectionals til 2.45. twirled instruments all the way.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i'm falling madly in love with my instrument :DD&lt;/span&gt; then at 2.45, QM punishment. after that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;games&lt;/span&gt;! :D yesterday's band was awesome i tell you. superrrrr awesome. bonding session :DD love it! :D games games games. i'm still thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;tmr's another band day. full dress rehearsal. gonna love it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4434499470983247061?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4434499470983247061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4434499470983247061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4434499470983247061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4434499470983247061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8830965469322371965</id><published>2009-06-22T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:11:34.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>yeah right, i know i havent been posting for long. i guess so. so now, im posting, but im very very lazy. right, about Friday, refer to &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://decaden-ce.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sherlynn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stereoskylines.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.thy--lastgoodbye.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Isabel's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blog for more details.  see you~! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8830965469322371965?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8830965469322371965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8830965469322371965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8830965469322371965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8830965469322371965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-998883412769177153</id><published>2009-06-17T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:45:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quiz! im so boreed! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time : 6.56pm&lt;br /&gt;Name : Cinthya Goh.&lt;br /&gt;Sisters : Alicious, Joycelin.&lt;br /&gt;Brothers : -&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size : 7 half =X&lt;br /&gt;height : 159, somewhere there? :D&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live : Tpy&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean : No&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school : Loadsa times :D&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart : Anyone's heart got broken by me? D:&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair : Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call : Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails : yeah.&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like : Colourful, messy, typical girls' room.&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you : air is around me.&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate : Chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox : Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat : Yeah, i scream too much.&lt;br /&gt;Stitches : no&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight : maybe? :D&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics : love it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last danced with : -&lt;br /&gt;Who last made you smile : neighbour :D&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at : mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like : nah.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone : nah.&lt;br /&gt;Get sick : noppes ):&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex : neverrr! D:&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate : bitches :DD especially that one, which one? there, that one, too small to be seen uh? :O&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing : too messy! D:&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe-nails painted : noppes.&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other that yours would you rather sleep in : parents' ! sisters' ! :D&lt;br /&gt;What colour shirt are you wearing now : blackkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person : no, i hate you D:&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets : noppes! D: i want a dog! D:&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on : yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now : multitasking&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth : Yeah, all i want to know are truths, i dislike lies D:&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father : almost the same :D&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy : i &lt;3 fastfood, what now? :D&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have pictures of you and your ex : no&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to :Sharon, Clarie, Madeleine, Sherlynn.&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet : loud.&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident : very :D&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago : screaming, crying, running around, creating trouble, yelling.&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionare : Shop til i drop. charity. get a frigging beautiful and big house.&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits : noisy, irritating, high-pitched, attitude problem, retarded&lt;br /&gt;5 places I've lived : toa payoh, does camp places counts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab Your Phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the 3rd picture of in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun&amp;amp;Me camwhoring in he AMK hub toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Mouse March. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who's the 1st person that comes up under M?&lt;br /&gt;Mabel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who's the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was your last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;Ning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who's the 1st person who comes up under C?&lt;br /&gt;Caleb :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who's your speed dial number 2?&lt;br /&gt;Mama! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What does 3rd text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;'um, not sure. but i was told, to make friends, i must first be a friend. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was your last received call from?&lt;br /&gt;mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What does your 2nd sentbox text say?&lt;br /&gt;'Right.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How many messages are currently in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;1471. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the wallpaper?&lt;br /&gt;A girl in a grey world drawing rainbow and sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's speed dial number 1?&lt;br /&gt;Voice mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is the 15th message in your inbox from?&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who's the 1st person who comes up under B?&lt;br /&gt;Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How many bars of signal do you currently have?&lt;br /&gt;Five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What network are you on?&lt;br /&gt;Singtel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name every person you have a message from in your inbox.&lt;br /&gt;how to find? 1471 msgs ... D: well, i shall list some down.&lt;br /&gt;Kayrui, Alexandra, Sherlynn, Haoze, Carina, Hanyan, Zhenyao, Germaine, Charlene, Madeleine, Aisyah, Crystal, Joeann, Keith, TingTing, Chenhui, Ethel, Sarah, &amp;amp;many many many more. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What does your 6th text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;'Bomb times a million times, by Haoze.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is the first person in your contacts?&lt;br /&gt;Abram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who is the last name in your contacts?&lt;br /&gt;[W]Yixuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What does the last text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;'im playing. created a lvl20 warrior then a lvl18 soul master.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your screensaver?&lt;br /&gt;it says: i'd scream your name up at the sky until i lose my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your balance?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Who's the last person under H?&lt;br /&gt;Huixing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your bluetooth name?`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 CINTHYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How many numbers are in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, 100 over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Could you live without it?&lt;br /&gt;No :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-998883412769177153?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/998883412769177153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=998883412769177153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/998883412769177153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/998883412769177153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/starting-time-6.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-9000215836071836364</id><published>2009-06-15T19:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:11:25.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr.</title><content type='html'>yohh! right, i've not been posting for rather long? maybe not. LOL. rather, i've not posted up about stuffs. well, these few days, laughed as usual. yesterday went to keith's hse for his birthday party :D it was a&lt;strong&gt; small class gathering&lt;/strong&gt;! :D ohwell, there were quite a lot of 6G-rians there :D yixuan, Simran, Chengmun, Madeleine, and Chingwen went off a little earlier than us. then Zikry, Keith(&lt;strong&gt;ofcourse&lt;/strong&gt;), Chenhui, Madam Cheng and i was left. We all took a&lt;strong&gt; 1.5l coke pet bottle&lt;/strong&gt; and shared it, and we just drank it straight from the bottle. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;thanks to Zikry&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we finished it all, and Chenhui suggested the game&lt;strong&gt; 'true or dare'&lt;/strong&gt; and we played. we played truth throghout cause our dare was always to: &lt;strong&gt;'jump in the pool'&lt;/strong&gt; . LOLOL. and then, we played alot of games, lotsa &lt;em&gt;interesting facts&lt;/em&gt; :DDD LOLOL. let the pictures do the saying, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERDUE PICTURES BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday; out to get Keithy's present.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1bPYLI3I/AAAAAAAAAkU/hrmZH4LxEd4/s1600-h/flowerrs!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347520349649707890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1bPYLI3I/AAAAAAAAAkU/hrmZH4LxEd4/s400/flowerrs!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madeleine&amp;amp;I! she's freakingly cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1bFDGa5I/AAAAAAAAAkM/0M8w0EX-sBs/s1600-h/MC!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347520346876963730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1bFDGa5I/AAAAAAAAAkM/0M8w0EX-sBs/s400/MC!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again! Madeleine, is the LOVE! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1ax8io-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/4NdYkcbB36g/s1600-h/flowers+!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347520341749179362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1ax8io-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/4NdYkcbB36g/s400/flowers+!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Purple: Chingwen's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange: Mine(of course!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue: Madeleine's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pink: Chengmun's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1aggUIaI/AAAAAAAAAj8/XKbaUggm59c/s1600-h/CMC!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347520337067385250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1aggUIaI/AAAAAAAAAj8/XKbaUggm59c/s400/CMC!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chengmun&amp;amp;I! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1aBLcSNI/AAAAAAAAAj0/oUD3wmHr1e8/s1600-h/camera-shy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347520328658340050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1aBLcSNI/AAAAAAAAAj0/oUD3wmHr1e8/s400/camera-shy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're camera shy, believe it or not. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday; Keith's birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2Kk6iF7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/bsknlXbVaz0/s1600-h/group!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347521162884814770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2Kk6iF7I/AAAAAAAAAk8/bsknlXbVaz0/s400/group!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're breaking the slide.&lt;br /&gt;on the slide, top to bottom: Chenhui, Me, Chingwen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madeleine is at the right of the slide, and chengmun by the left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2KuvQKsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ajjoXUg23jk/s1600-h/caught+in+action!+D%3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347521165521857218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2KuvQKsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ajjoXUg23jk/s400/caught+in+action!+D%3D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; caught in action, Keith's condo's bowling alley was awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2KWzAxgI/AAAAAAAAAks/AdJMZmpoI54/s1600-h/candiddd!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347521159095174658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2KWzAxgI/AAAAAAAAAks/AdJMZmpoI54/s400/candiddd!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; UNGLAM MAX! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2KNwQBsI/AAAAAAAAAkk/lzoMPNRDXIU/s1600-h/candid!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347521156667672258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2KNwQBsI/AAAAAAAAAkk/lzoMPNRDXIU/s400/candid!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; right, see the pork Zikry carrying the ball? yes, that's pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2J7NSW2I/AAAAAAAAAkc/hBBJfjPFO0A/s1600-h/6G-blurred+girls!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347521151689186146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY2J7NSW2I/AAAAAAAAAkc/hBBJfjPFO0A/s400/6G-blurred+girls!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 6G girls that turned up! Keith isnt a good photographer . D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3uVM0-aI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Wd_LRVoSClc/s1600-h/playground!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347522876653500834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3uVM0-aI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Wd_LRVoSClc/s400/playground!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the playground! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3t4laCpI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-SCcy5u0CLw/s1600-h/omfg!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347522868971965074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3t4laCpI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-SCcy5u0CLw/s400/omfg!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caught in action, another unglamness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3trefrBI/AAAAAAAAAlU/SK6wHRZ6zak/s1600-h/meee!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347522865453313042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3trefrBI/AAAAAAAAAlU/SK6wHRZ6zak/s400/meee!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yixuan made me pose D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3tl_3JkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/6_ikcyrlPIg/s1600-h/loves!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347522863982650946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3tl_3JkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/6_ikcyrlPIg/s400/loves!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the girls(other than Chenhui&amp;amp;I) leave... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3tTfUH0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/gLcetHaZL7c/s1600-h/in+keith%27s+hse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347522859014299458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY3tTfUH0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/gLcetHaZL7c/s400/in+keith%27s+hse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in keith's hse, he's busy downloading the sims 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY4Uo1KpTI/AAAAAAAAAl0/tdCUh4LRtOI/s1600-h/The+%27Cs%27!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347523534757995826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY4Uo1KpTI/AAAAAAAAAl0/tdCUh4LRtOI/s400/The+%27Cs%27!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chengmun, Cinthya, Chingwen, 3Cs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY4Ue64pBI/AAAAAAAAAls/nJZhyNRnmSk/s1600-h/slide!+%3DD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347523532097627154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY4Ue64pBI/AAAAAAAAAls/nJZhyNRnmSk/s400/slide!+%3DD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; slide again, i swear its breaking! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-9000215836071836364?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/9000215836071836364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=9000215836071836364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/9000215836071836364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/9000215836071836364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/rawr.html' title='rawr.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SjY1bPYLI3I/AAAAAAAAAkU/hrmZH4LxEd4/s72-c/flowerrs!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-3264321439322271723</id><published>2009-06-14T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:20:45.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ho, today was real awesome! i'll post up everything tomorrow. promise. everything from Friday :DDD im going off, to maple. buhbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-3264321439322271723?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3264321439322271723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=3264321439322271723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3264321439322271723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3264321439322271723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-ho-today-was-real-awesome-ill-post.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-429402470670360848</id><published>2009-06-12T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:20:15.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with Madeleine, Chingwen, Chengmun, &amp;amp;Ting(square) today. well, today was very nice! :D i think i'll post up about today when i get the pictures and when i have te time! i'll go mapling, im addicted~! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-429402470670360848?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/429402470670360848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=429402470670360848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/429402470670360848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/429402470670360848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-out-with-madeleine-chingwen.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7251470023692033189</id><published>2009-06-11T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:02:29.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updateee</title><content type='html'>updateeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;on monday, Mr Kajiyama came to TK, well, cause of his arrival, &lt;strong&gt;drills like crazy&lt;/strong&gt;. i shall do it in point forms.&lt;br /&gt;-although whole day drills, but he was generous with&lt;strong&gt; breaks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-those drills sessions were enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;-cause i attacked Sherlynn's head when my instrument angle went down &lt;strong&gt;without me knowing it&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Sherlynn was &lt;em&gt;rubbing her head&lt;/em&gt; during the break, so funny.&lt;br /&gt;-Nadia was drinking water whhen some random clarinetists went to touch her butt, leaving two handprints.&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;amp;the game of leaving handprints started.&lt;br /&gt;-had pizzas with Jacquline, Selina, Meifang, Ning, Charlene, Alexandra, Peixuan, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;-ate pizzas that contained loads of &lt;s&gt;Ethels&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mushrooms &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue.&lt;br /&gt;-band again ! :D&lt;br /&gt;-Hanyan kept attempting to make me laugh during the break with her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; laughter, and she succeed.&lt;br /&gt;-i got high.&lt;br /&gt;-talked about our skin tone, and hanyan said im &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fair&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-we all think that Yongxin is fair-er.&lt;br /&gt;-i learnt that Zhenyao has &lt;em&gt;super powers&lt;/em&gt; cause he said he can &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see through Yongxin's sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;orts&lt;/span&gt; and insisted Yongxin was fair.&lt;br /&gt;-Hanyan told Yongxin what Zhenyao said and he moved to our table.&lt;br /&gt;-After Hanyan was telling Yongxin what Zhenyao said, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yongxin went to strangle Zhenyao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Harith pulled up Yongxin's shorts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Zhenyao &lt;em&gt;somehow&lt;/em&gt; fell to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;-When he was attempting to stand up, poor Kayrui, who was sitting beside Zhenyao, got &lt;em&gt;scratched&lt;/em&gt; accidentally at the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;armpit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by Zhenyao.&lt;br /&gt;-Hanyan&amp;amp;I just kept laughingg! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;as usual.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Kayrui gave me a new nickname,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 'The Laughing Machine'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-had lunch at Selina's house, with the same clique, had &lt;strong&gt;Mac (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Last day with Mr Kajiyama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-These three days were rather enjoyable :D&lt;br /&gt;-had lunch at Selina's hse again, this time lesser people. there were &lt;strong&gt;Jacqueline, Sarah, Meifang, Selina, and SeokHwa. and ME! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-had &lt;strong&gt;KFC&lt;/strong&gt; this time round :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;s&gt;Ethel burger&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Shrooms burger, again :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Selina's Sister and her was so cuteeeeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off, ciaooooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7251470023692033189?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7251470023692033189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7251470023692033189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7251470023692033189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7251470023692033189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/updateee.html' title='updateee'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6742776775738797820</id><published>2009-06-05T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:40:36.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yohyohyohyoh. im blogging to keep this little alive still, but i have no confidence cause now, im not in the proper mood to blog. so tired. i shall do quizzzzzzzzes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabbed from people's blog. 1 )Who is the most important person in your life?&lt;br /&gt; - You, souls reading my blg (:&lt;br /&gt;2)What will you die without?&lt;br /&gt; - Chocolates&amp;amp;Drinks&amp;amp;Food&lt;br /&gt;3)What will you do if tomorrow is the end of the world?&lt;br /&gt; - If today is a band day, I'm happy enough (: if not, a primary school class gathering would do (:&lt;br /&gt;4)Do you believe in angels or fairytales?&lt;br /&gt; - i dont know ! (:&lt;br /&gt;5)What did you eat this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- POCKY! :D&lt;br /&gt;6)What did you do, during 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;- Bandd.. marchinggg! :D&lt;br /&gt;7)Who was the last person who lay down on your bed?&lt;br /&gt; - My sister.&lt;br /&gt;8)Will you choose to live in an island alone or to live with an island full of annoying people?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont mind being with annoying people, i  someone to &lt;s&gt;talk to&lt;/s&gt; scold and laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;9)What was the last text in your inbox? who was it from?&lt;br /&gt;- 'Ew... Go bathe. Lol. Later you become black black like benny lava' -- Ethel! :D&lt;br /&gt;10)What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;- hmm, Angels&amp;amp;Demon.&lt;br /&gt;11)Who was the last person you talked on the line?&lt;br /&gt;- hmm, papa!&lt;br /&gt;12)Do you believe in fairytales in real life?&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes (:&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you have a crush?&lt;br /&gt; - no idea.&lt;br /&gt;14)Whats your favorite cartoon? -&lt;br /&gt; - right, SHINCHANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! :D&lt;br /&gt;15)What was the oldest message you received in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;- 'Walking towards MRT station, comfirm late.' -- Sherlynn.&lt;br /&gt;16)Who is your bff?&lt;br /&gt;- Sharon, Clarie, Madeleine, Germaine, Chingwen, Chengmun, etc etc!&lt;br /&gt;17)Do you have any nickname?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah, Singtel by Zhonglie, &amp;amp; The Laughing Machine given to me by Kayrui just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;18)Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;- Rather, what's there for me to be unhappy about? :D&lt;br /&gt;19)What are you proud of ?&lt;br /&gt;- Being a TKband trombonist :D&lt;br /&gt;20)Define the meaning of friends.&lt;br /&gt;- The ones who can't be happy without me :D&lt;br /&gt;21 )Differentiate what is love and what is like.&lt;br /&gt;-  i have no idea :D&lt;br /&gt;22)Are you bored now?&lt;br /&gt;-if i have got better things to do, would i be here doingthis retarded quiz?&lt;br /&gt;23)Black or white?&lt;br /&gt;- White! :D&lt;br /&gt;24)Do you believe that dreams do come true?&lt;br /&gt;- Nahs, mybe not :D&lt;br /&gt;25)What was the meanest thing you had done?&lt;br /&gt;- Being so bitchy that smeone refuses to be my friend(i dont really see the point, you know.)&lt;br /&gt;27)Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;- not really! :D&lt;br /&gt;28)What annoys you most?&lt;br /&gt;-  When a bitch says she dont need a bitch friend like me :D&lt;br /&gt;29)Who annoys you most?&lt;br /&gt;- The ones who keep hitting my butt with their wet hands creating handprints, who ah? SHERLYNN, ETHEL, SELINA, MEIFANG.&lt;br /&gt; 30)Have you ever done crimes?&lt;br /&gt;- im a good girlllll~!&lt;br /&gt;31)Whats the color of your room?&lt;br /&gt;- Orange, Yellow&amp;amp;Blue.&lt;br /&gt;32)Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;- maybeeee? :DD&lt;br /&gt;33)Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm a no life person who laughs a whole lo, being a laughing machine, i dont need a life. LOLOL. cause laughing is my life :D&lt;br /&gt;34)Who was the last person you dreamt?&lt;br /&gt;- Have not dreamt for so long :D&lt;br /&gt;35)Have you ever learnt any musical instrument?&lt;br /&gt; - Yeah, Guzheng in Primary school and now a TKband Trombonist! :D&lt;br /&gt;36)Does the person you like knows that you like him/her? who is the him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- what if i dont have one?&lt;br /&gt;37)Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;- Malay&amp;amp;Dialecs :D LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;38)Do you play games often?&lt;br /&gt;- MAPLE FTW!&lt;br /&gt;39)If you have to choose between friends and love which will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;- Friends :D&lt;br /&gt;40)What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Breathing, looking at the screen, doing some retarded quiz only retards like me would do.&lt;br /&gt;41)Which primary school are you from? - First Toa Payoh Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;42)Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Idk ! ):&lt;br /&gt;43)Which month are you born?&lt;br /&gt;- April! :D&lt;br /&gt;44)Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;-At homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~! :D&lt;br /&gt;45)At which age you wish to get marry?&lt;br /&gt; - i dont know ! :D&lt;br /&gt;46)Who are you missing now?&lt;br /&gt;-my trombone, i forgot to bring it home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6742776775738797820?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6742776775738797820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6742776775738797820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6742776775738797820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6742776775738797820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/yohyohyohyoh.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7598246004273519381</id><published>2009-06-05T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:05:15.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twotimed sherlynn (:</title><content type='html'>yepps, had band yesterday. sectional lunch, of course (: talked about the facebook quiz 'which instrument should you play?' or something like that. according to Sherlynn, you just have to put all the horny horny answers to get trombones. sometimes i wonder, are trombonists all that pervertic? well, i guess so (: we never fail to talk about balls during sectional lunch, &lt;strong&gt;thanks to Sherlynn!&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i officially declare i two-timed Sherlynn cause of Ethel (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7598246004273519381?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7598246004273519381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7598246004273519381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7598246004273519381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7598246004273519381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/yepps-had-band-yesterday.html' title='twotimed sherlynn (:'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4493880554221223327</id><published>2009-06-03T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:57:06.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm just not gonna care anymore, i just want to live on laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i had enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4493880554221223327?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4493880554221223327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4493880554221223327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4493880554221223327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4493880554221223327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-just-not-gonna-care-anymore-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-177419989147996066</id><published>2009-06-03T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:50:48.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me why...</title><content type='html'>well,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pardon me for not updating yesterday. was rather lazy. alrighty, yesterday had banddddddd. as usual, talked about somethings during lunch, asusual i laughed like crap. well, nice one, Kenneth, Charlie's angel eh? only your name is nice ): something happened earlier. well, i'm getting Fxcking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;why the heck am i supposed to be in charge of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;why people like to backstab each other.&lt;br /&gt;why dont people care about their own work.&lt;br /&gt;why are people so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;why i'm depended upon.&lt;br /&gt;just tell me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-177419989147996066?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/177419989147996066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=177419989147996066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/177419989147996066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/177419989147996066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/tell-me-why.html' title='tell me why...'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8533363037211649703</id><published>2009-06-01T18:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:49:45.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 SHARON</title><content type='html'>yay, Sharon accompanied me to popular to get my assessment books today (: well, shop shop shop thn i went to get ice cream@ mac while Sharon goes to sweetalk. 238-ed back to my house, one whole freaking round cause sharon refused to cross the overhead bridge. well, camwhoring session ;D thn came to my house to do homework ... yeah, and start camwhoring again, when i was sending her to the bus stop. well, let the pictures do the talking. edited two or three, i shall just post up everything and the edited ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOty6i3lyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/aKQrBeNT7T0/s1600-h/unglam+ones!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342304673212110626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOty6i3lyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/aKQrBeNT7T0/s400/unglam+ones!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we're forever the unglam ones :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOtyv_DpmI/AAAAAAAAAhU/L4nCax1qoXI/s1600-h/forever%26always.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342304670377551458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOtyv_DpmI/AAAAAAAAAhU/L4nCax1qoXI/s400/forever%26always.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Forever&amp;amp;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOvGz7lNxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/fBzeJy2cty8/s1600-h/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342306114545727250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOvGz7lNxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/fBzeJy2cty8/s400/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flies, fly into her mouth please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOvG0HjteI/AAAAAAAAAjc/a86HR7YHo80/s1600-h/DSC02889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342306114595960290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOvG0HjteI/AAAAAAAAAjc/a86HR7YHo80/s400/DSC02889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOvGr_ZpbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0kEB4RaBpoU/s1600-h/DSC02866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342306112414262706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOvGr_ZpbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/0kEB4RaBpoU/s400/DSC02866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hearts, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOvGpXL0UI/AAAAAAAAAjM/SigURizr3Kk/s1600-h/DSC02865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342306111708713282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOvGpXL0UI/AAAAAAAAAjM/SigURizr3Kk/s400/DSC02865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the cat, Sharon pointed at it the moment she saw it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOukenJjqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/2Z3t9QrcQbA/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305524707331746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOukenJjqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/2Z3t9QrcQbA/s400/DSC02863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside Aunty Anne's house =X well, we camwhord on the way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOukaFh04I/AAAAAAAAAi8/2uQXDQHIEwE/s1600-h/DSC02862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305523492574082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOukaFh04I/AAAAAAAAAi8/2uQXDQHIEwE/s400/DSC02862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside aunty Theresa's house this time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuj2OvkXI/AAAAAAAAAis/QNnn2s7_gP0/s1600-h/DSC02888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305513867546994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuj2OvkXI/AAAAAAAAAis/QNnn2s7_gP0/s400/DSC02888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOujodAXZI/AAAAAAAAAik/DbMNDEuTd34/s1600-h/Image0569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305510169271698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOujodAXZI/AAAAAAAAAik/DbMNDEuTd34/s400/Image0569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the bus ;D do i look better with hair up, o hair down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuQ21n2MI/AAAAAAAAAic/dLL3otAMCM0/s1600-h/DSC02868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305187613104322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuQ21n2MI/AAAAAAAAAic/dLL3otAMCM0/s400/DSC02868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the sun is so bright (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuQrfdrQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/7hbseUWIl5I/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305184567373058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuQrfdrQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/7hbseUWIl5I/s400/DSC02873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PEACE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuQlJxAnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/2t3FnjxAdBI/s1600-h/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305182865752690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuQlJxAnI/AAAAAAAAAiM/2t3FnjxAdBI/s400/DSC02872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bugtooth, ohwell, sharon's idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuQKAHHSI/AAAAAAAAAh8/YSfz3WHD0Jw/s1600-h/DSC02876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342305175577500962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOuQKAHHSI/AAAAAAAAAh8/YSfz3WHD0Jw/s400/DSC02876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOtzomnaTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/R6lxAX2ngu4/s1600-h/DSC02884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342304685575858482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOtzomnaTI/AAAAAAAAAh0/R6lxAX2ngu4/s400/DSC02884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; retarded ones, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOtzWBVgUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/1WakHOPhzFk/s1600-h/DSC02878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342304680587657538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOtzWBVgUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/1WakHOPhzFk/s400/DSC02878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOtzLALO2I/AAAAAAAAAhk/2eWN9iCA9H0/s1600-h/DSC02877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342304677629999970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOtzLALO2I/AAAAAAAAAhk/2eWN9iCA9H0/s400/DSC02877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I FREAKING LOVE THIS PIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CREDITS : SHARON-FACIAL EXPRESSIONS IDEAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;&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;&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/7519254253081686741-8533363037211649703?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8533363037211649703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8533363037211649703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8533363037211649703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8533363037211649703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-3-sharon.html' title='I &lt;3 SHARON'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiOty6i3lyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/aKQrBeNT7T0/s72-c/unglam+ones!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8072807678687139340</id><published>2009-05-31T22:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:03:21.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alrighty.</title><content type='html'>alrighty, i finally told my mum how i feel. whatever. went to concert with : &lt;strong&gt;Kenneth, Harith, Kayrui, Sherlynn, Ethel, Yongxin, Byeong Gyu, &amp;amp; Dylan(ohwell, not the one in class)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. today was rather fun tho. the concert was awesome (: ohwell, that's not the point, the point is: &lt;strong&gt;i freakingly laughed all day long,&lt;/strong&gt; they all started off staring at me with the 'what the hell' look. after that, people like Sherlynn and Ethel started &lt;em&gt;laughing with me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to KFC for lunch before the concert starts, i ate &lt;s&gt;Ethel&lt;/s&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shrooms burger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; + Cheese fries (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn went arcade instead of bowling, watcheed Ethel&amp;amp;Kenneth play guitar and Sherlynn and Ethel play the drum, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;epic fai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, kenneth was &lt;s&gt;much&lt;/s&gt; better. thn went to play some &lt;strong&gt;smacking of buttons&lt;/strong&gt; games. Kenneth, me and Sherlynn played, &lt;strong&gt;we were crazy&lt;/strong&gt;. i was smacking around like &lt;strong&gt;nobody's business&lt;/strong&gt;, and i freaking got &lt;em&gt;negatives &lt;/em&gt;for my scores, love me ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip all the way after concert in case i forget this, &lt;strong&gt;Ethel made some random note by blowing air into a bottle of quater-filled 100plus&lt;/strong&gt;. super funnny, i tried. but i just spitted &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saliva&lt;/span&gt; in. or rather, i just blowed loads of&lt;em&gt; cardon dioxide + water&lt;/em&gt; in. oh well, thn i just kept laughing. and laughing . and laughing, and im still laughing. that's crazy. LOLOL. i was laughin when Kenneth suggested a section photo. and freakingly, &lt;strong&gt;i look funny in those two photos.&lt;/strong&gt; teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to Vivo afterwards. went to the place where children are&lt;strong&gt; running around like some mad kids.&lt;/strong&gt; and we climbed onto a thing, took a photo, that's when someone asked, are we supposed to be here? arent we overage? and we looked to the right, it read : this &lt;strong&gt;playground is meant for children aged 12 and below, blahblahblah.&lt;/strong&gt; and we jumped off that thing almost immediately. &lt;em&gt;we need time to process, you see&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to food republic and they ate this and that and there and that happened and yeah, we headed home. now i know why Harith suggested Vivo City, &lt;strong&gt;cause its on the purple line&lt;/strong&gt;, GREAT. and thanks , Ethel, Kenneth, Sherlynn &amp;amp;Yongxin for accompany-ing me to Dhoby Ghaut interchange to go to City Hall and to go to the green line :D oh well, thanks tons . teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hehehehe, hahahaha, hohohohoho, huhuhuhuhu. try imitating this laughter. pitch higher each time. this was how i laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wannna know more details? visit kenneth's blog, he's got loads of small details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now, photos, alright? look at my hair for all i care. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKayS5m82I/AAAAAAAAAhE/4EUlZkVDGP0/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342002296872432482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKayS5m82I/AAAAAAAAAhE/4EUlZkVDGP0/s400/DSC01532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Sherlynn, Ethel, with Kennth's big head in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKayOg_29I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mtLGqWvDkWw/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342002295695465426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKayOg_29I/AAAAAAAAAg8/mtLGqWvDkWw/s400/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the love, trombones! (: i look retarded alright, i just cant stp laughing. SEE THE 100PLUS BOTTLE IM HOLDING? thats the cause of my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKahOemCOI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2nXO-AmWag4/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342002003627608290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKahOemCOI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2nXO-AmWag4/s400/DSC01526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well, we're 'camera-shy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKagxu99NI/AAAAAAAAAgs/AYJD-zZ5zAQ/s1600-h/DSC01530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342001995911656658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKagxu99NI/AAAAAAAAAgs/AYJD-zZ5zAQ/s400/DSC01530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks, trombones, for giving me such a wonderful day :D &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKagh3BunI/AAAAAAAAAgk/rYBMVd9kXqQ/s1600-h/DSC01523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342001991650490994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKagh3BunI/AAAAAAAAAgk/rYBMVd9kXqQ/s400/DSC01523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i look fugging retarded kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKagfvGKwI/AAAAAAAAAgc/G_zoYAov_4U/s1600-h/DSC01522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342001991080356610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKagfvGKwI/AAAAAAAAAgc/G_zoYAov_4U/s400/DSC01522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken by kenneth? grabbed from his blog, =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKagJI2tHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/h3T-4S6ns8w/s1600-h/DSC01521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342001985014379634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKagJI2tHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/h3T-4S6ns8w/s400/DSC01521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this uh... we saw it at the bowling place, Harith shrieked to the sight of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKfBfvFOfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/OZCCSepa0RE/s1600-h/DSC01527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342006956062489074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKfBfvFOfI/AAAAAAAAAhM/OZCCSepa0RE/s400/DSC01527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the trombones with Mr Siao, well, just freaking ignore Hajar&amp;amp;Zul located behing me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8072807678687139340?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8072807678687139340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8072807678687139340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8072807678687139340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8072807678687139340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/alrighty.html' title='alrighty.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SiKayS5m82I/AAAAAAAAAhE/4EUlZkVDGP0/s72-c/DSC01532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6095084566125009011</id><published>2009-05-30T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:27:24.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh great, gotten a haircut yesterady. total crap. what's with that bangs-like hair? screw that hairdresser. had band today, met Meifang outside school, where i've not clipped up my fringe, Meifang went, 'Are you Cinthya...? ' --pissedd-- but yeah, accept that. but the ponytail was so fun. i finally understand why Hidayah&amp;amp;co likes to play with Germaine's ponytail alr. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWELL. i dont have to say this right? sectional lunch, well, i spent time laughing again ;DD just too hyper, i guess ;D well, im bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6095084566125009011?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6095084566125009011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6095084566125009011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6095084566125009011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6095084566125009011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-great-gotten-haircut-yesterady.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8839435941332956774</id><published>2009-05-29T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:22:19.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 200th POST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: got back results today, one word, CRAPPY. byeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8839435941332956774?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8839435941332956774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8839435941332956774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8839435941332956774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8839435941332956774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-200th-post-got-back-results-today.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2649239812755490042</id><published>2009-05-27T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:27:29.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great.</title><content type='html'>oh great, S'pore confirms the first case of swine flu, sigh. alrighty, have not been posting cause:&lt;br /&gt;Monday-Was too lazy&amp;amp;busy mapling&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-Came back from band late and started mapling.&lt;br /&gt;Great, &amp;amp;today, im going off to maple again. but yeah. update update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday was boring, Tuesday was much better. Today was the best. &amp;amp;Cinthya Goh lived happily ever after. alright. FYI, im just too lazy to think about what i did in the past two days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; GREAT, you say you wanna transfer to my dear Clarie's school uh?&lt;strong&gt; think twice&lt;/strong&gt;. you think youu can get into express? &lt;strong&gt;hell no.&lt;/strong&gt; think you can get into normal academic?&lt;strong&gt; maybe not.&lt;/strong&gt; think you can get into normal tech? &lt;strong&gt;maybe.... not too (: &lt;/strong&gt;so yeah, stay theree in &lt;strong&gt;YCK&lt;/strong&gt;. its the best place for people like you. ohyeah, FYI, if you dk lah,&lt;strong&gt; your handwriting is total CRAP&lt;/strong&gt;. it reminds me of my &lt;strong&gt;kindergarten neighbour's handwriting&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;Clarie dont have a tattoo FYI (: oh dear,&lt;strong&gt; she's no you&lt;/strong&gt;. she's a good girl, who studies knowing her results will&lt;strong&gt; turn out satisfying even if she doesnt&lt;/strong&gt;. for you, knowing that &lt;strong&gt;your result wont even turn out satisfying if you study&lt;/strong&gt;, so you just go around finding problems with my dear friend (: what has she done to you? &lt;strong&gt;enlighten me&lt;/strong&gt;. what's she doneto zhonglie? &lt;strong&gt;enlighten me&lt;/strong&gt;. most of all, did she even talk a CRAP when they were quarreling at the blog? &lt;strong&gt;HELL NO.&lt;/strong&gt; hello, if you've got short-term memory, &lt;strong&gt;please have some evidence before you write total CRAP (:&lt;/strong&gt; that kindergarten letter ... i think uh, keep it to yourself , &lt;strong&gt;you might need it in future&lt;/strong&gt;, you never know how many bxtches in life you'd come across, or would come in &lt;strong&gt;between your relationships&lt;/strong&gt;. you can photocopy it, i dont care. tell you what, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my Clarie is no bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (: &lt;strong&gt;i know you like to be a bitch, ohwell, i dont really give a damn,&lt;/strong&gt; i wont get angry because of some randommmmmmmmmmmm bitches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.S. IM NOT TRYING TO BE BITCHY HEREE (:&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/7519254253081686741-2649239812755490042?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2649239812755490042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2649239812755490042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2649239812755490042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2649239812755490042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/great.html' title='great.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-217134565426049964</id><published>2009-05-24T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:24:52.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i&lt;3 band</title><content type='html'>bahbahbahbah. posted out of my &lt;strong&gt;retardedly randomness.&lt;/strong&gt; alright. summarise up my weeek, was &lt;strong&gt;belly belly pissed&lt;/strong&gt;. whats with all those &lt;strong&gt;ignoring stuffs&lt;/strong&gt;? you ignore and you said its me, arsehole. but nevermind&lt;strong&gt;, band made my week ytd&lt;/strong&gt;? LOLOL! and im not going to care anymore, &lt;strong&gt;i feel like having band everyday&lt;/strong&gt; =X although tiring but yeah, its so fun ;DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is too short&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to wake up in the morning with regrets &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so love the people who treat you right,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget about the ones who dont.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe that everything happens for a reason.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you got a chance, take it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it changes your life, let it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody said it'd be easy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just that it would be worth it. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just not gonna care anymore, cause..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;People change, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;things go wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shit will happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but life goes on! (: &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you sucker, ignore me for life or all i care ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-217134565426049964?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/217134565426049964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=217134565426049964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/217134565426049964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/217134565426049964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/i3-band.html' title='i&lt;3 band'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7977257401334470357</id><published>2009-05-23T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:13:53.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, today was bad,&lt;strong&gt; HIGH AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. LOLOL. before lunch, WMC training all the way, super tiring =XX but yeah, i was chaodah-ed &lt;em&gt;[Meifang, please dont look at this and laugh to yourself.]&lt;/em&gt; i got so tanned can? LOL! i came out of my room and my mother was like, 'wah, why so tanned?! '-.- nevermindddddddddd (: LOL. oh right, today, sectionals lunch=XX we were normal tfrst, ATFIRST (: then after we got on the cab, damn high siah. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn talked about sectionals, she said during her sectionals everyone relates something to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Hanyan&amp;amp; I just sat there and laugh, ChenJing emo =x so,&lt;strong&gt; Sherlynn&amp;amp;Ethel were the ones who made us laugh.&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe. we just kept laughing, as if we were going to vomi out our lunch anytime. well, dam fnny, &lt;strong&gt;i almost fell off the cab when i opened that door&lt;/strong&gt;. cause i was leaning on it as it was packed, an when i opened, i almost rolled off -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn went to audi ... talked about formations, bahbahbah. then went to ... field? yeah, thn did the formations and thats when Kayrui said he wants to&lt;strong&gt; pee&lt;/strong&gt;, Ethel went : 'you always like to pee at the wrong time siah.' and great, he made everyone in the block wait for him. LOL! damn funny can =XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, im tanned. oh well, im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chaodah-ed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. im bored, going off, buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7977257401334470357?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7977257401334470357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7977257401334470357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7977257401334470357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7977257401334470357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/alright-today-was-bad-high-again.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5766401605796804869</id><published>2009-05-22T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:14:29.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FxCKED UP</title><content type='html'>SIGH. im bored . today.. sigh, in class, Mr Soh took my compo and went, 'Cinthya Goh [INSERTS CHINESE NAME HERE] ' and the class bursted out laughing. LIKE WTFISH. thn my letter i wrote 'Dear Sue' and he asked why use the name Sue, i wanted to reply when Laura went , cause [inserts chinese name here] i turned around and told her to Shut the fish up, like seriously! what gives her the right to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and damn it. i hate this. BAHBAHBAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im to pissed to be blogging more, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored, and pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who were your latest 3 inbox texts from?/ Alexandra, Aliciouse &amp;amp; Crystal&lt;br /&gt;2. Where was your Default Pic taken?/ That meet up @ HDB gallery (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Whats your middle name?/ middle name is which one? ;O&lt;br /&gt;4. Your current Relationship?/ Singleeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;5. Does your crush like you back?/ eh?&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your current mood?/ randomm.&lt;br /&gt;7. What colour shirt are you wearing?/what colour was our p5 camp shirt? LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you kiss the last person you kissed?/ who did i last kiss? :O&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could go back in time and change something, would you? / Yeah. i want to.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have crazy side?/ would i sound convincing if i say i dont?&lt;br /&gt;11. Ever have a near death experience?/ nahhs.&lt;br /&gt;12. What is something you do most?/ Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;13. Angry at anyone?/ Yes, &amp;amp; very very.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you wanna see somebody right now?/ Yes(:&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you like drama?/ perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;16. When was the last time you cried?/ quite long alr, i decided not to cry for fxcktards.&lt;br /&gt;17. Who would you do anything for? My Bests! (:&lt;br /&gt;18. What is the one thing you notice first with the opposite sex?/ The face, hot or not. LOLOL. &lt;br /&gt;19. Whats your biggest secret?/ you said its a secret.&lt;br /&gt;20. Where is your Ex?/ he is getting ready to be killed for a plate of steamed black chicken.&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you ever take him or her back ?/ Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you still watch kiddy movies tv shows?/ Kiddy movies TV show = ? does sesame street counts?&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you eating or drinking at the moment?/ none.&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you speak other language other than English?/Chinese, are dialect a type of language?&lt;br /&gt;25. What are you thinking about right now?/ Why does my hands hurt so much?!&lt;br /&gt;26. What should you be doing right now?/ sleeping or stoning&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you told I Love You to?/ uh, Sherlynn i think (: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you act differently around the person you like?/i dont even have a person i like (:&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your natual colour?/ rather fair =X&lt;br /&gt;30. Who was the last person to make you smile?/ Sherlynn [thanks!(: ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5766401605796804869?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5766401605796804869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5766401605796804869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5766401605796804869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5766401605796804869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/fxcked-up.html' title='FxCKED UP'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-1580684166800688955</id><published>2009-05-21T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:45:35.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg.</title><content type='html'>OMFG. sometimes i just dont know how retarded can i get .___. i am supposed to be typing th compo to email to mr soh, but yeah,&lt;em&gt; Cinthya Goh is retarded enough to leave the xompo in school,&lt;/em&gt; uh? who can be more retarded than me?! like seriously, i've neverseen someone so stupid, so forgetful, damn me .___. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;im so pissed with myself right now &lt;/strong&gt;. LOLOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-1580684166800688955?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1580684166800688955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=1580684166800688955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1580684166800688955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1580684166800688955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/omfg.html' title='omfg.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4766941907526821149</id><published>2009-05-20T18:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:49:50.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>no time to post yesterday =X =X teehee! yeah, yesterday's art lesson was the best i have had so far, Dylan seemed to be debating with Valerie Tan, she stepped in, and started&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; lecturing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. As usual, Dylan shouted, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'1F, CHECK YOUR ATTIRE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before Valerie Tan does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she walks down the rows to check attire. First, socks. she walked by the people in front and went, 'take out your shoes, your socks are too low,&lt;strong&gt; you're a walking advertisement for TK&lt;/strong&gt;, how can you wear like that?' and mine, yeah, i wore higher ones (: and she walked past Jannelle&amp;amp;I and went, 'good..'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she walked to JiaChen's table, like wtfish! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE PULLED HIS SOCKS UP SO HIGH, IT ALMOST TOUCHED HIS KNEES ALRIGHT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and Valerie Tan went, 'hmm, Very good!' im stunned. then she checked uniform blahblahblah, thn she picked Joeann out, say she's a very bad example, blahblahblah, cause her body looks longer than her legs, thn she say we humans are born with an equal proportion or something, saying we should look like her. ._______.? and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VT:the girls should not try to save money and wear their skirts from sec one to sec four, dont think we dont know, i will make you buy a new skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dylan: but Mrs Tan! some of them arh, you know arh, the family very poor then they must save money marh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VT:this is not the way to save, if i catch you with short skirts and you give this excuse, i will go to the art room and take a needle and pull the thread out and you it will open up, then your skirt will have two colours, the inner part will be darker than the outer part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dylan:Mrs Tan, you said uh, we are walking advertisement for TK, then how can you make the girls wear like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VT:that's their problem, people wont think its TK who made them wore like that, people are understanding nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dylan: uh, uh, you make them wearlike that then people will think TK people very poor then uh... they'd think its the TK uniform!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She was left speechless for three seconds when someone asked, 'what are we gonna do for art today?'&lt;br /&gt;'lecture,' she replied. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahbahbahh. after school had band, i was so tired =X actually could go home so much earlier, but yeah,&lt;em&gt; three random sec ones&lt;/em&gt; were called to the studio by &lt;strong&gt;Kenneth's randomness&lt;/strong&gt;, and unfortunately, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jacqueline and i were one of the victims&lt;/span&gt;, had to learn the speaker thing, only left school at 7 =.= but it was so funny can! Kenneth was standing in front of the speaker when Yongxin went and test the sound and somehow the volume was to the&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maximum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and blasted into Kenneth's ears and he went :&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; [inserts swear&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; words &lt;/span&gt;here (: ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was damn funny can ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, yeah, only lesson i remembered was home econs .___. the projector of the other half's broke down and they moved over to our side, for the video clip? .___. yeah, then moved over to their side to taste the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was too much food, so we brought them down to the canteen for teachers, we gave out the dumplings in awhile, thn we went to KPO at the guys' side. damn funny can! they went to the teacher and asked him to eat, when the teacher walk back again aand they go &lt;em&gt;chase after him again&lt;/em&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went back to the Home Econs room for lessons again, thn Miss Erma made us guess the names of the spices, damn funny, got this spice called 'cubin' or sth, and Miss Erma went,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'Jintan, Jintan, the malay name of this spice is called Jintan.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and we laughed, JINTAN. lol! Ms Erma didnt know there was such a person names Jintan in my class, cause he's not in her half. LOL. then after that, assembly, total boredom, im going off, buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:28%;"&gt;stop trying to earn this friendship back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:28%;"&gt;its gone for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4766941907526821149?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4766941907526821149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4766941907526821149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4766941907526821149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4766941907526821149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2648029644899085358</id><published>2009-05-18T20:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:44:48.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie!</title><content type='html'>uh-oh, i forgot to get the pictures from Chingwen in Kbox ;O today i went to AMKhub with Crystal&amp;amp;Joeann (: Watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angels&amp;amp;Demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. damn nice :D watched it early in the morning cause my block got some maintenance thing thn the whole block will not have any electricity supply for the rest of the day from &lt;strong&gt;9am-5pm.&lt;/strong&gt; ridiculous, eh? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love that movie alright!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after the movie, went to the third floor toilet again :B where everything funny happens :B today, the hand dryer, in it, there were &lt;strong&gt;two tissue papers&lt;/strong&gt;, one with&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; blood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; somemore. when you put your hand in and the air starts coming out, &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tissues fly around in that hand dryer.&lt;/strong&gt; the one with blood flew out somemore, laughed like dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of laughing, during the movie, got this uncle sit behind us, &lt;strong&gt;he laughed at every serious matter of time&lt;/strong&gt;. damn pissed can, they talk but serious stuffs, he laugh. say this he laugh, say that he also laugh. i think he's nuts. went to take neoprints (: yeah. chio ones. TEEHEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry Chingwen, Chengmun, Diana. To keep you peeps waiting outside the arcade. but yeah, who asked you to wear uniform? :B teehee. you peeps, okay? still unwell? (not referring to chingwen)thanks for coming to say hi (: HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Kbox with Chingwen, TOTAL CRAP. i had a song bomb from the songs that I've picked from Fahrenheit. almost all the songs, i guess. its like, more than 20 songs, i presume, i sang til i dropped. thn chingwen's songs, &lt;em&gt;three or four or five only&lt;/em&gt;. thn i got another&lt;em&gt; song bomb&lt;/em&gt; from the songs i picked from angela's albums, yeah, cause Chingwen was singing like &lt;em&gt;nobody's business&lt;/em&gt; and i was bored, and damn it, before i even finished the songs, i left. Chingwen sent me to the lift, she didnt wanna leave so soon cause she dont want to stay home alone, so she let me go off on my own , -.- anyways, i think i'll get the pics from her through msn, ltr, perhaps .... and i shall post them up someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;life is a stage, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and all the human beings are the actors, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;they have the right to choose the way they live, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the stage they want to perform on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the role they want to play.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2648029644899085358?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2648029644899085358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2648029644899085358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2648029644899085358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2648029644899085358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie.html' title='Movie!'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5554304589216834237</id><published>2009-05-17T16:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:16:14.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever&amp;always.</title><content type='html'>im in a very random mood now, at my granny's, going to amk tmr, Germaine's not going, cause she thinks amk is way too far for her -.- Crystal's bringing her boyfriend tmr =X Joeann and I'd become a bright light bulb tmr uh uh? :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D bahhh, i've been in the random bahhin mood recently, i always bah and Sherlynn always meh. bahbahbah,  mehmehmeh. im bored. buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;u&gt;you said forever&amp;amp;always(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5554304589216834237?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5554304589216834237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5554304589216834237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5554304589216834237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5554304589216834237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/forever.html' title='forever&amp;always.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7912166674319109919</id><published>2009-05-16T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:45:13.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAHBAHBAHHH</title><content type='html'>BAHBAHBAHHHH. gguess what , im freaking boredd. my backache is back&lt;strong&gt;{ohwell, nothing special}.&lt;/strong&gt; i feel like im gonna die :O well, at this time today, i should be a band, doing drills, sectionalss, combined, anywhere but here. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;yes, today's band ended ealier at 1200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1100-1200 was drills session :O as usual , i fall out before everyone does, after running, i felt like i was&lt;strong&gt; dyinggggggg&lt;/strong&gt;. everything went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bright yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when i was falling out,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; curse the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. bahbahbah. went to canteen to sit, well, cant sit up straight, maybe i can, but i was just to lazy and rested my head on the table :O for once i felt i could just sleep there and dont wake up(teehee!) after band, walked to bus stop with Sarah&amp;amp;Aishah. Xiaodan, Jacqueline, &amp;amp; Meifang crossed the overhead bridge :O the three of us walked walked walked and it started raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah has a umbrella, you see, but we didnt use it until the rain got really big , we went under a bus stop to get shelter while Sarah opens it, and we three, being&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; veryvery pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, share one &lt;strong&gt;small umbrella&lt;/strong&gt; .___. oh well, that's not all. we met Ning at the traffic lights, she was walking in the rain, Sarah was like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nevermind nevermind, come in come in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. Ning came in and everyone of us got wet while Sarah holds that retarded umbrella, then she &lt;strong&gt;stretched her hand up high&lt;/strong&gt; and she assumed it can shelter &lt;strong&gt;everyone of us&lt;/strong&gt;, well yes for her,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, my side got wet :O crossed the traffic lights and walked under the shelter for awhile until there's no more shelter, -.- and squeezed into one umbrella, again. Aishah got irritated and left the shelter. LOL . and me, before we even reach the bus stop i see bus 31 escaping and i just went &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and ran off, almost bang into another guy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back&amp;amp; watched TV, thn bathe&amp;amp; chatted with Jacqueline on the phone for awhile, or rather, an hour or so. then uhmm. the line got cut off, i called her again and i went,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; eh, Jacqueline, can i call you tonight? i wanna sleep =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and from thn, about 3, i slept till 1758. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLYY!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yawnns, i still feel like sleeping now, how? ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm officially declared dead (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7912166674319109919?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7912166674319109919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7912166674319109919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7912166674319109919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7912166674319109919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/bahbahbahhh.html' title='BAHBAHBAHHH'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-10984173064886206</id><published>2009-05-15T14:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:18:54.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday crystallll! : D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; CRYSTAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;HUANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; RUO JIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, Me, Joeann, &amp;amp; Germaine got four rabbit dolls with&lt;strong&gt; L O V E &lt;/strong&gt;on them, we divided it into four. i took L, Crystal took O, Germaine took V, and Joeann took E. yeah, we let Crystal chose first, thn we chose our own, of course, Germaine didnt get to choose, cause she didnt went to parkway with us yesterday to buy it. &lt;strong&gt;BAHHHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;. sorry, but yeah, im &lt;strong&gt;very in the bah bah trend&lt;/strong&gt; . LOL. tmr, band, 0830 till 1200, according to Sherlynn :D those who have been missing band, come =.= yeah, Joeann is coming, i think. LOL. yayyy. she can keep me accompany yah! :DDD yeah, we took pictures of the dolls, not us, but yeah, &lt;strong&gt;im too lazy to post+im using laptop now so, pictures, tmr alright&lt;/strong&gt;? yeah. love ya, buhbye. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the below, please sing in the tune of 'Mary Had A Little Lamb'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Cinthya had a trombonist,&lt;br /&gt;A trombonist, for a&lt;br /&gt;friend&lt;br /&gt;Cinthya had a trombonist&lt;br /&gt;Whose name was PowerStick&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;PowerStick had a goat&lt;br /&gt;Had a goat, for a friend&lt;br /&gt;The PowerStick had a&lt;br /&gt;goat&lt;br /&gt;A goat named Chen Yongxin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;CINTHYA ; smile ! (:&lt;br /&gt;; says:&lt;br /&gt;*wow&lt;br /&gt;*POST ON&lt;br /&gt;BLOG, POST ON BLOG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;know you're jealous, you dont have to..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause you were never included :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sometimes, you dont have to be glad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that i didnt remove you from my private blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dont mind sharing too much stuffs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's nothing personal, unless you take it to be :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-10984173064886206?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/10984173064886206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=10984173064886206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/10984173064886206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/10984173064886206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-crystallll-d.html' title='happy birthday crystallll! : D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8121917095235058551</id><published>2009-05-14T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:27:40.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. i've been bah ing for the last  few days, not alot of people bah with me alr :DDDD LOL. anyway . todya went to parkway, Joeann, YOU SUCK! SEE LA, EAT SO MUCH, WANT BUY STUFFS ALSOO CANNOT. ! lol! -.- yeah, not enough money to buy _ and HOLY, $&lt;em&gt;x&lt;/em&gt; SHORT! lol. thanks Jovi for coming to Joeann's rescue, now that thing is resting beside me. LOL. alrightty . :O . im so bored. Karaokeparty again! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8121917095235058551?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8121917095235058551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8121917095235058551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8121917095235058551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8121917095235058551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4340771297158579279</id><published>2009-05-13T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:38:08.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ba\hbahbahhhh.</title><content type='html'>yeah, sherlynn and i went bah bah bah on msn, refer to her blog, she says she's gonnaaa post. LOL.  yeah, im rather high today, went to parkway the foodcourt =XX ate laksa, i almost died. i wa so full i almost vomited on the bus ride to Serangoon MRT. ughhs. on the way to Chinatown in the MRT even worse, dont want to mention but yeah, i almost vomited. LOL. FYI, im not pregnant. LOLOL. yeah, Joeann, Crystal, &amp;amp; I went totally crazy on bus 43. LOL well, as expected of the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;went to the spects shop ... collect my contacts! (: yeah , LOL. wear it tmr, i guess. LOLOL-.-&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im pretty bored now, i shall go do some reflections on my attitude problem(like real) which somebody cant accept it... yeah, i seem really bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4340771297158579279?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4340771297158579279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4340771297158579279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4340771297158579279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4340771297158579279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/bahbahbahhhh.html' title='ba\hbahbahhhh.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7110632080791026896</id><published>2009-05-12T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:19:16.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahhhh</title><content type='html'>idkwhy -.- i'm in super foul mood now. and you , Low Zhonglie. STOP MALIGNING SHARON. she's not all that free to go act as another person . enough of your nonsense. how many problems have you created? its like seriously ENOUGH. whats wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, this blog is for my rantings, find your way out if you cant stand it. i'm so pissed. what's wrong with the people living on Earth nowadays? they blame, they shirk responsibility, they arent serious, thinking about it, i'manother earthling. LOL. yeah, i am, i would be lying if i say i did not do any of the stuffs listed above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INANYWAY, &lt;strong&gt;JUST STOP MALIGNING SHARON NG FOR ALL I CARE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7110632080791026896?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7110632080791026896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7110632080791026896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7110632080791026896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7110632080791026896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/bahhhh.html' title='bahhhh'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8251717444235214785</id><published>2009-05-11T16:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:03:36.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah. today was another boring day. i went out to get contacts, finally ._____. waiting for the spectacle shop to calll me -.- yeah, early in the morning chengmun and i got so lame, through sms somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i sent :&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bah bah Chengmun have you any wool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes sir Yes sir three bags full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no! you should reply Cinthya Cinthya three bags full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fine, CinthyaCinthya three bags full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One for Chingwen One for Joan, One the little boy named Keith down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that'sall huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replied:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That was rather lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cinthya Cinthya little star, Chengmun wonder what you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Up above the world so high, like a Chingwen in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went :&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keith Joan Keith Joan Little star, Henry wonder what you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun went:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that's all? lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but super funny siah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun went:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah, but lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replied :&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whatever, Chengmun had a Koh Chingwen, Koh Chingwen, Koh Chingwen, Chengmun had a Koh Chingwen, plus Cinthya and Joan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chengmun :&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anymore anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;ltr barh, gonna bathe. buhbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL! WE'RE SOOOO LAME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you, holy loserr. dont curse me, tell you what, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i'll have loads of friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;unlike what you said. you said i'd have no friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cause i've got attitude problem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i cant stand being maligned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i think you're the one that'll have no friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cause you break friendships,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you shirk responsibility,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;to your best friend somemore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;awesome, you're the best example of a backstabber,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;loser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;relationship breaker, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and a, thief, you smsed me early in the morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and stole my sweet dreams away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;stole my mood away, you stole everything away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i hereby declare, I.HATE.YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;now i finally know the  meaning of, the pot calling the kettle black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8251717444235214785?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8251717444235214785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8251717444235214785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8251717444235214785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8251717444235214785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4267032068513694196</id><published>2009-05-10T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:34:34.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stolennnnn.</title><content type='html'>i went to facebook , to steal this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. EVERYTIME I MENTION KEITH IN MY BLOG, I'M NOT REFERRINGG TO THE ONE IN THE CLASS ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Aisyah!&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you love this person? Yepps! (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Is this person your enemy? hell no  (:&lt;br /&gt;3) Is this person taller than you? idk leh =XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Bryan!&lt;br /&gt;1) What do you really think of this person? ah, raytarded =X&lt;br /&gt;2) What’s their favourite color? idk! =XX&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever danced with them? Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Clarie!&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you like this person? Yeah, i totally love her!&lt;br /&gt;2) Where did you meet this person? p3? or was it p4? &lt;br /&gt;3) How old are they? 12, not yet 13 =XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Diana !&lt;br /&gt;1) How long have you known him/her? for years...? i forgot =X&lt;br /&gt;2) Biggest regret? what you mean uhh?&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you hate this person? hell no (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Eugene!&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you met their parents? Why would I have met his parents? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;2) Worst thing about this person? he's way tooooo emo.&lt;br /&gt;3) Best thing about this person? Funny? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. Fatin !&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever dated this person? No lesbians!&lt;br /&gt;2) When is the next time you will see him/her? idk ):&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you go to school with them? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. Germaine !&lt;br /&gt;1) Are they a good listener? Yeahs, i guess (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever lied to this person? Yeah =X&lt;br /&gt;3) Is this person nice? Superrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H. Hakim&lt;br /&gt;1) What year are they in? my class! :D ssec 1!&lt;br /&gt;2) Is he/she your best friend? Close? i used to confide alot alot in him.&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever done something illegal with this person? Hell no. if smsing was illegal, omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Ivan&lt;br /&gt;1) What is this person’s favourite food? He's so big sized, he'd love all foods.&lt;br /&gt;2) How did you meet this person? he's my neighbourrrrr! :D&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you trust them? Yepps, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. Jannelle&lt;br /&gt;1) Do they have any siblings? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you know their favourite song? not sure uh =x&lt;br /&gt;3) What would you do if they confessed they liked you? no les, no les!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Keithyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;1) How old were you when you first met? uh-oh, 7, i think?&lt;br /&gt;2) How did you meet? primary school! :D&lt;br /&gt;3) Ever danced with this person? Yeah, crazy dance, no body contact, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. Lydia [no other names -.- ]&lt;br /&gt;1) What would you do if you had never met this person? My life'd be better off?&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you like him/her? ...&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you go to Disney World with this person? maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Madeleine!&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person older than you? Hell no! (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Is this person single? hopefully she is! hehe ;D&lt;br /&gt;3) How many times do you talk to them in a week? When she's online, sometimes i sms hr for no reason =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. Nicolette.&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person your boyfriend/girlfriend? NAH! (:&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you seen this person cry? noppes =X&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you know this person’s middle name? Lee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. PTK!&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever been to the mall with this person? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;2) How about a sleepover with them? Camp?&lt;br /&gt;3) Does this person have a job? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Qian Jie&lt;br /&gt;1) Does this person drink alcohol? Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you seen this person dance? nahhs, basketball freak.&lt;br /&gt;3) Where do they work? He's mugging in Marist Stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you heard this person sing? nope :O&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you think this person will repost this? Nah, he dont visit my blog =X&lt;br /&gt;3) Whats one thing you would change about this person? Remove his fats! LOL LOL LOL . JK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Sherlynn&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person taller than you? yeah ):&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you enjoy spending time with him/her? superr :D&lt;br /&gt;3) Do they live close to you? 88 all the way, what you think? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. TingTing&lt;br /&gt;1) Would you do anything for him/her? perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you been to his/her house? Yah.&lt;br /&gt;3) Is this person a dipshit? nah =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. Vevek&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you see this person alot? LOL. class!&lt;br /&gt;2) When did you meet her/him? Class. LOL&lt;br /&gt;3) Is this person your friend? Yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W. Wang Yixuan&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this person quiet or loud? super quiet : O&lt;br /&gt;2) Name a friend that both of you are close to? Sharon&lt;br /&gt;3) What color eyes does this person have? Blackkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X. XiaoDan&lt;br /&gt;1) Why are you friends with him/her? cause she's too prettayee.&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever gone anywhere with them? yeah, parkway, tons of times.&lt;br /&gt;3) What is one thing you would change about them? idk, she's way to chioo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y. Yixuan.&lt;br /&gt;1) Does this person wear make-up? nope, she loves simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;2) Does this person play any instruments? Dont think so =X&lt;br /&gt;3) What is their favourite sport? Badminton or netball? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z. Zikry&lt;br /&gt;1) Does this person have MSN/AIM? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;2) Ever gone shopping with him/her? nahhs.&lt;br /&gt;3) Does this person have any special skills? badminton freakkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4267032068513694196?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4267032068513694196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4267032068513694196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4267032068513694196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4267032068513694196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/stolennnnn.html' title='stolennnnn.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4494986406325002296</id><published>2009-05-10T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:09:21.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed.</title><content type='html'>gave mama mother's day present, she was so happy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i admit i have an attitude problem, so what? what gives you the right to scold me? in my prev prev post, i said i'd apologise for all my damned attitudes, but you still wont forgive me, and will continue talking 'bout it right? i knew it, so, &lt;strong&gt;what's the point&lt;/strong&gt;? you're nothing compared to my primary school pals. they endured more of my attitude problems, worst ones. I even got angry when they malign me for just &lt;strong&gt;ONCE&lt;/strong&gt;, and you,  &lt;strong&gt;TWICE IN A ROW.&lt;/strong&gt; awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pissssed. YOU, smsed me early in the morning, five o' clock. just to nag at me, like my mother, hello, today is mothers' day and you're not my mama in anyway, what gives you the right? you set me into crying the moment i see your message. why cant you, &lt;strong&gt;JUST STOP IT?&lt;/strong&gt; stop doing things on your own accord. stop hurting me, [inserts swear word here]. stop maligning me, my friends doesnt havee the much time to waste. its just a fxcking waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4494986406325002296?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4494986406325002296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4494986406325002296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4494986406325002296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4494986406325002296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/pissed.html' title='pissed.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5664566965508305818</id><published>2009-05-09T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:03:09.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna make this short and sweet</title><content type='html'>gonna make this short and sweet, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, the starting isnt very good for me alr. teehee. then chengmun sms-ed me ask if i could go her house for her brother's birthday party cause she didnt wanna be stucked with a bunch of kids. She called everyone at very last minute. LOL. i asked mama, she say very last minute, but in the end she still lemme go. yayy ;D thn went to her house, and thennnnnnnnn! went to her house lurh, i thought chingwen will reach earlier. but who knows, she's still sleeping when i've reached chengmun's hse for 864515456532minutes. i called her and she went, uh oh,i just woke up. damn it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that me and chengmun went to fetch keith and went playground to emo.LOL. anywayy. i shall skip all this people's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after joan's arrival, Chingwen, Joan, Keith, Chengmun&amp;amp;i went to Plaze Singh. went to buy stuffs! for mama, see how good we are, we went all the way to plaze Singh. then we went to Yoshinoya for lunch. and thennnnnn. we went to AMK hub just to take neoprints, specially. cause we wanted some memories. Keith didnt wanna come, so he waited outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to chingwen's hse, palyed for awhile. and then wanted to camwhore, but time passes (: it was 6.40, had to leave ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5664566965508305818?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5664566965508305818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5664566965508305818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5664566965508305818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5664566965508305818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/gonna-make-this-short-and-sweet.html' title='gonna make this short and sweet'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2952025785829548158</id><published>2009-05-08T21:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:39:24.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiphip, HOORAY.</title><content type='html'>HIPHIP, HOORAY. yeah, met up again, with &lt;strong&gt;Henry, Chingwen, Chengmun &amp;amp; Joan&lt;/strong&gt;, actually Henry &lt;strong&gt;wasnt supposed to be here&lt;/strong&gt;. but sadly, he met the three of them at the MRT and Chingwen &lt;strong&gt;forced&lt;/strong&gt; him to tag along =X thanks for waiting for me at bus 31 there =XX ahahaha. we went to HDB gallery, &lt;strong&gt;camwhoreeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, i will let the pictures do the saying, but not now. LOL. yeah, thn we went to sit down and play uno, we were like,&lt;strong&gt; 'no sign write cannot play uno right...&lt;/strong&gt;' and after a game, a superrrr long game, a security guard came and said,&lt;strong&gt; you're not supposed to play cards here.&lt;/strong&gt; left lurh. -.- thn went to mac, first with the intention of playing Uno, went there, &lt;strong&gt;Chingwen emo&lt;/strong&gt;{very very rare}, &lt;strong&gt;Henry sit alone&lt;/strong&gt;{as pernormal} . &lt;strong&gt;Me , Chengmun, Joan, laughed like shit&lt;/strong&gt; { as per normal . LOL } you see, &lt;strong&gt;we're nuts.&lt;/strong&gt; went to Chingwen's house, talked about almost everything. Joan I'll forever remember what you said --- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;they're not worth my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. but -.- you're strong ma -.- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, and fish it, this morning was sooooooo pissed ya. but nevermind though, FTPPS pals made my day (: laughed like crazy can! alright, i shall let the pictures take after now, im so tired ! ): refer to Chingwen/Chengmun's blog for more details ? idk if they posted. (; LOL. i shall let the pictures do the typing =XXXXXX ohya,&lt;strong&gt; im sooooooooooooooooo lazy to edit so ya,&lt;/strong&gt; enjoy. LOL ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ9GRDzCuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/MuS_jDXKHXg/s1600-h/P08-05-09_12.08%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333455036581350114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ9GRDzCuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/MuS_jDXKHXg/s400/P08-05-09_12.08%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Canwhoreee, it's not a toilet, i SWEAR. it's a display in the HDB gallery. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8wGMPAKI/AAAAAAAAAgE/6wwqNmWMvVs/s1600-h/P08-05-09_12.08%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454655706824866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8wGMPAKI/AAAAAAAAAgE/6wwqNmWMvVs/s400/P08-05-09_12.08%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Chingwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8v65HIGI/AAAAAAAAAf8/RcBEj4LU_A8/s1600-h/P08-05-09_12.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454652673826914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8v65HIGI/AAAAAAAAAf8/RcBEj4LU_A8/s400/P08-05-09_12.08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Chingwen, i freaking love her phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8vqe2B8I/AAAAAAAAAf0/06SMH0Zg1WY/s1600-h/Image0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454648268687298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8vqe2B8I/AAAAAAAAAf0/06SMH0Zg1WY/s400/Image0477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dont look at my constipated face, i bursted out laughing immediately after i pressed the button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8vY4Xv5I/AAAAAAAAAfs/5EzGGFloe4w/s1600-h/Image0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454643543916434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8vY4Xv5I/AAAAAAAAAfs/5EzGGFloe4w/s400/Image0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this one ius taken much earlier, where i wasnt all that hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8vM3N8LI/AAAAAAAAAfk/DTuviU93-7c/s1600-h/Image0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454640317853874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8vM3N8LI/AAAAAAAAAfk/DTuviU93-7c/s400/Image0474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i tried to keep calm, ending up with this retarded face, chengmun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8Q3WggDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/FgXGXpwtNE0/s1600-h/Image0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454119147438130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8Q3WggDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/FgXGXpwtNE0/s400/Image0472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aha! this was the joke. they went to fold the Mac's fries the box(or whatever you call it) and put into chingwen's book as a bookmark, and they kept asking chingwen to open it but chingwen refused , in the end chengmun opened it and act act say. OH! WHAT'S THIS! and started screaming and laughing and shouting. crazy ladayyee! wait, is she even a lady?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8QjVNRJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/-XUvJIzi_v8/s1600-h/Image0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454113773274258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8QjVNRJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/-XUvJIzi_v8/s400/Image0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT LOOK AT MY FACE! OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8QrHtmGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BLlizkCA4JU/s1600-h/Image0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454115864156258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8QrHtmGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/BLlizkCA4JU/s400/Image0469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my phone, see the diff? i love chingwen's phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8QZeMn6I/AAAAAAAAAfE/S1UQGloK3hk/s1600-h/Image0468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454111126626210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8QZeMn6I/AAAAAAAAAfE/S1UQGloK3hk/s400/Image0468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, chengmun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8QSV3uXI/AAAAAAAAAe8/8Cv2J8z_tuc/s1600-h/Image0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333454109212653938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ8QSV3uXI/AAAAAAAAAe8/8Cv2J8z_tuc/s400/Image0467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chengmunn just came out from the bathm LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7ypgwlfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4uWSSwbeu6U/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453600036263410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7ypgwlfI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4uWSSwbeu6U/s400/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The calendar Joan insisted on taking a pic of, i posted it for the sake of posting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7yWv5aeI/AAAAAAAAAes/hNREPoDr8eo/s1600-h/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453594999482850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7yWv5aeI/AAAAAAAAAes/hNREPoDr8eo/s400/DSC00402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the guy with Chengmun's twist on it, she keeps saying its her cousin, ignore henry's face, i was holding onto his bag. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7yUXQX3I/AAAAAAAAAek/0vHa52Bc1Ek/s1600-h/DSC00401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453594359258994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7yUXQX3I/AAAAAAAAAek/0vHa52Bc1Ek/s400/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one, Henry managed to escaped, i should've let chingwen hold him, he's very heavy you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7yL0mQaI/AAAAAAAAAec/lSGEjvedt1c/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453592066408866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7yL0mQaI/AAAAAAAAAec/lSGEjvedt1c/s400/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this two, chengmun insisted they were her grandparents. Chingwen too, i didnt know they were born from the same family : O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7x9-fyhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/gQ8V1PzUAwU/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453588349831698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7x9-fyhI/AAAAAAAAAeU/gQ8V1PzUAwU/s400/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this one, chingwen kena random shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7ihp1u9I/AAAAAAAAAeM/4NIS4dQpmA8/s1600-h/08052009178000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453323048958930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7ihp1u9I/AAAAAAAAAeM/4NIS4dQpmA8/s400/08052009178000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one, chingwen had a constipated face, so she covered it up. butit totally spoiled the pic :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7ieTEEeI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8EZvxEeJ6Sc/s1600-h/08052009179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453322148123106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7ieTEEeI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8EZvxEeJ6Sc/s400/08052009179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this one, i'm lovin' it. if you dk, top: Chengmun, Me. bottom: Joan, Chingwen. Joan's a new face huh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7hy7wLBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/diYy8XRcSFE/s1600-h/08052009175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333453310507625490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7hy7wLBI/AAAAAAAAAd0/diYy8XRcSFE/s400/08052009175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this one, damn funny, only chengmun and i managed to squeeze through, chingwen and henry too big sized, joan didnt wanted to come into the pic. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ7hlqj2LI/AAAAAAAAAds/52ybkHFUC20/s1600-h/(+0)08052009179.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, i took most pics with my spects, i was too lazy to remove it. since i'm smiling from the bottom of my heart, why care about my outside? it's just an outer covering ;D why should i care? i had enough, being a [insert word here], having to laugh when i dont feel like it, i dislike forcing a laughter. i want to go back to bannnddddddd! i want to laugh my heart out. if you people think i have an attitude problem, so be it, i cant seem to bother anymore, i'm tired of it. i'm not being emo, im just trying to voice out my opinion, to be true, lotsa peeps think i'm having an attitude problem right?&lt;strong&gt; i apologise for all my damned attitudes&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you still &lt;strong&gt;wont&lt;/strong&gt; forgive me, and will continue talking 'bout it right? i knew it, so, &lt;strong&gt;what's the point&lt;/strong&gt;? Joan thought i didn't notice that i've changed &lt;strong&gt;drastically&lt;/strong&gt;, i did. i became more tolerative, i am able to control my anger properly, at least, better than before.&lt;strong&gt; if you think i have a bad attitude problem, what do you think my primary school friends endured? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;more than you, i bet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so, what makes you think you've endured alot. i've had enough of crying just because of friends, friends, and friends. like Joan said,&lt;strong&gt; if they make you cry, they're not worth your tears, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my tears just fall uncontrollably, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what can i do?&lt;/span&gt; all is enough, i'm tired of life, gonna cry soon, shall hold back my tears, if not Sherlynn's gonna do something to threaten me, like what i did to her earlier. i cried thrice today. sigh, not again ... maybe i'll cry myself to sleep, getting emo, damnit. i dont want to get emo, ohno. hell no, Sherlynn's gonna kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, thank you FTPPS pals, you really made my day. &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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. this post isn't posted for specific individuals, its for all the people who has a problem with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2952025785829548158?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2952025785829548158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2952025785829548158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2952025785829548158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2952025785829548158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiphip-hooray.html' title='Hiphip, HOORAY.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SgQ9GRDzCuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/MuS_jDXKHXg/s72-c/P08-05-09_12.08%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6149311220356645259</id><published>2009-05-07T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:17:01.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellohello, i'm here to blog.. maybe? LOL. rather low recently, have not laughed like never before for 845168521789485248651265321years. &amp;amp;yeah, i'm pissed, sitting beside Jannelle is a good thing, but bad too. she justs keeps irritating me with the word [inserts word here]. Naya too. i told Jannelle i have no msgs and she had loads, she went, you go msg your [inserts word here] arghhh. im becoming like Sherlynn uh? my boyfriend influienced me tooo much, after exams today got science remedial&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{which i seriously forgotten and ended up not bringing a single science thing}&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ohwell, thats what i wanna thank&amp;amp;confess to Jacqueline now . THANK YOU FOR LENDING ME YOUR SCIENCE PAPER, LOTSA LOVES! ;DD teeheeeeeeee. thn after the remedial I went to see Valerie Tan, cause Crystal neeeda go do her art. and me, wearing ankle socks, didnt dare to step in, i dont wanna waste my money, NEVER AGAIN.  so, joeann and i stood outside, while crystal and lydia went in, after awhile lydia came out, saying she dont want to go in, thn i see crystal popped up from behind, she say tmr thn she do the exam. then went down, Kenneth&amp;amp;co. was occupying the whole staircase -.-" i was like 'road block road block,go the other staircase. ' then lydia was like dowan la thn say can just cut through, but feel very bad for just cutting through, but in the end, we still said excuse me and went pass, feel retarded la -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off to do home econs work {sigh} . tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6149311220356645259?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6149311220356645259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6149311220356645259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6149311220356645259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6149311220356645259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/hellohello-im-here-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6688330988480366965</id><published>2009-05-06T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:15:25.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Stolen&lt;/s&gt; from Crystal =X&lt;br /&gt;1. Real name : Cinthya Goh ____ ____&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname(s) : Singtel -.-&lt;br /&gt;3. Star sign : Taurus ;D&lt;br /&gt;4. Male or female : I'm a female&lt;br /&gt;5. Primary School : First Toa Payoh&lt;br /&gt;6. Secondary School : Tanjong Katong&lt;br /&gt;7. JC/Poly : Not yet ya! ;D&lt;br /&gt;8. Hair color : Brownish, but abit black.&lt;br /&gt;9. Long or short : Average&lt;br /&gt;10. Loud or Quiet : LOUD ;D  i can be quiet, that's .. rare.&lt;br /&gt;11. Sweats or Jeans : Jeans ;D&lt;br /&gt;12. Phone or Camera : i want them all, i'm a greedy soul.&lt;br /&gt;13. Health freak : sometimes =X&lt;br /&gt;14. Drink or Smoke? : Nahhs, dislike 'em&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a crush on someone? : Not now :D&lt;br /&gt;16. Eat or Drink : both , both!&lt;br /&gt;17. Piercings : twoooooooo. standard one. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;18. Tattoos : it's be pain, i dowanna hurt myself this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;br /&gt;19. Been in an airplane : nah=X&lt;br /&gt;20. Been in a relationship : that total-mistake-choice.&lt;br /&gt;21. Been in a car accident : nahhs, i'm rather safe.&lt;br /&gt;22. Been in a fist fight : nah, does slapping counts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing : urmm, p5 ... ?&lt;br /&gt;24. First best friend : Sharon Ng! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;25. First award : idk =X&lt;br /&gt;26. First crush : uh-oh. idk.&lt;br /&gt;28. First vacation : to malaysia ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;29. Last person you talked to : Cousin! :D&lt;br /&gt;30. Last person you texted : Joeann .&lt;br /&gt;31. Last person(s) you watched a movie with : Crystal &amp;amp; Lydia&lt;br /&gt;32. Last food you ate : soup =X&lt;br /&gt;33. Last movie you watched : The International (piang piang piang throughtout the show.)&lt;br /&gt;34. Last song you listened to : White Horse ;D&lt;br /&gt;35. Last thing you bought : that retarded soft toy which werent meant for myseld but for chengmun's friend's girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;36. Last person you hugged : idk, have not hugged for long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES;&lt;br /&gt;Food : loads.&lt;br /&gt;Drinks : loads loads.&lt;br /&gt;Clothing : dresses, jumpers, shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Books :The Year Of Secret Assignments, 蜡笔小新!&lt;br /&gt;Songs : tons tons.&lt;br /&gt;Flower : Sunflower.&lt;br /&gt;Colors : Orange , red, yellow, all the bright&amp;amp;cheerful colors.&lt;br /&gt;Movies : Loaads .&lt;br /&gt;Phrase : forever&amp;amp;always (:&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever :&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;[] Celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;[x] Came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;[x] Done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;[x] Broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;[x] Met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;[x] Left the country&lt;br /&gt;[x] Tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stay single the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY;&lt;br /&gt;Eating : -&lt;br /&gt;Drinking : Saliva&lt;br /&gt;Listening : mama's nagging&lt;br /&gt;Plans for tomorrow : get that chinese paper over and done with&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for : My hiccup to stop&lt;br /&gt;Wearing : Grey FBTs &amp;amp; tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE;&lt;br /&gt;Want kids : maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Careers in mind : idk ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER;&lt;br /&gt;Lips or eyes : Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Shorter or taller : Taller&lt;br /&gt;Romantic or spontaneous : Romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Nice stomach or nice arms : Nice Arms&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive or loud : LOUDDD&lt;br /&gt;Hook up or relationship: Relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Troublemaker or hesitant: Troublemaker =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER;&lt;br /&gt;Lost glasses/contacts : nah.&lt;br /&gt;Ran away from Home : nah.&lt;br /&gt;Hold a gun/knife for self defense : does penknife counts? scissors too.&lt;br /&gt;Killed somebody : nah ;D&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart : maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested : nah never.&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died : yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN;&lt;br /&gt;Yourself : Yes and absolutely&lt;br /&gt;Miracles: They do happen ;D&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight : They once happened, but i dont believe it .&lt;br /&gt;Heaven : No, sorry but i'm a buddhist.&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus : No...&lt;br /&gt;Sex on the first date : I'm not all that despo. .&lt;br /&gt;Kiss on the first date : maybe not ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY;&lt;br /&gt;Is there one person you want to be with right now : perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God : Again, sorry but i'm a buddhist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.will be updatingg private blog {i think} goseeseelookloo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6688330988480366965?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6688330988480366965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6688330988480366965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6688330988480366965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6688330988480366965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/stolen.html' title='Stolen'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5766613412440437582</id><published>2009-05-06T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:32:54.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>lalalallala, today uh , english paper two , it was total CRAP. someone's phone rang in class, received a msg huh? ;D LOL. alright, there's nothing to blog today ya. having funny conversations with sherlynn and crystal and lydia right now. TATA! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5766613412440437582?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5766613412440437582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5766613412440437582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5766613412440437582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5766613412440437582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8249411380557724469</id><published>2009-05-05T14:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:20:31.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gjsklgjklf</title><content type='html'>a super funny conversation between me&amp;amp; Sherlynn :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*DESPOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;*poo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. /The world is despo. says:&lt;br /&gt;*DESPO IS&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*poo is you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. says:&lt;br /&gt;*wHAT?&lt;br /&gt;*What&lt;br /&gt;poo?&lt;br /&gt;*LOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*poop!&lt;br /&gt;*shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Don't mention that.&lt;br /&gt;*I have a&lt;br /&gt;stomachache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ;&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;*POOP&lt;br /&gt;*SHIT&lt;br /&gt;*POO&lt;br /&gt;*SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. says:&lt;br /&gt;*SHUT UP LAH&lt;br /&gt;GIRLFLENDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*poo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. says:&lt;br /&gt;*SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*urine&lt;br /&gt;*shhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;*oh&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. says:&lt;br /&gt;*SHUT&lt;br /&gt;UP!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*GIRLFLENDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;*IF NOT NO VALENTINE'S DAY PRESENTS FOR&lt;br /&gt;OYU&lt;br /&gt;*YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*i typed urine into the google by&lt;br /&gt;accident and a page popped up saying&lt;br /&gt;*Urine - Wikipedia, the free&lt;br /&gt;encyclopediaUrine is a liquid waste product of the body secreted by the kidneys&lt;br /&gt;by a process of filtration from blood called urination and excreted through the&lt;br /&gt;urethra. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived.&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA\&lt;br /&gt;*LOLOLOOLOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. says:&lt;br /&gt;*JACKED GIRLFLEND, JACKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*?!&lt;br /&gt;*crazyy&lt;br /&gt;*POO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived.&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;*SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh = urine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn. ` Trust, deceived. says:&lt;br /&gt;*KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP&lt;br /&gt;QUIETTTTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahhahahahha,today hmm, alot of funny things happened, i think i forgot -.- eawrly in the morning sms-ing three people alr, Madeleine, Lydia, &amp;amp; Chengmun (did i sms lydia? i dont remember . LOL. ) HISTORY PAPER WAS CRAP. I STUDIED TILL EMPIRES AND IT TESTED ALOT OF STUFFS WHERE I STOPPED. NOT FAIR! &amp;amp;&amp;amp;i feel so retarded today, i washed my hair THRICE, know why? first, i washed with sunsilk shampoo, thn retarded chingwen gave me a call. then i went back and washed again (forgetting i've alr washed it) . thn after that i pressed the lifebuoy shampoo, and i put it on my hair. WTF. thn i washed it off, it freaking made my hair sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo dryyyyyyy. so i decided to wash again wish sunsilk, so in total , i guess i washed, &lt;strong&gt;four times.&lt;/strong&gt;  &amp;amp;what more, i wanted to wash my face, and thni stupidly took my &lt;strong&gt;TOOTHBRUSH and put my FACIAL FOAM onto it,&lt;/strong&gt; whats with me today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, i damn high now, i forgot everything! OMFG. i shall show you my conversation with clarie talking about ugly guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;**links*&lt;br /&gt;*i going to puke liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarie says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHA&lt;br /&gt;*WAIT UH&lt;br /&gt;*I GO SEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*letters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarie says:&lt;br /&gt;*OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;*SUCKER&lt;br /&gt;*HE IS SO....&lt;br /&gt;*FREAKING UGLY&lt;br /&gt;SIOL&lt;br /&gt;*BUT THE [insert name here] IS UGLIER&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;*YESA&lt;br /&gt;*THATS WHAT CHINGWEN SAID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarie says:&lt;br /&gt;*SOMEMORE HIS [inserts word here] IS LIKE, ONE&lt;br /&gt;ONLY&lt;br /&gt;*WTFFF&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarie says:&lt;br /&gt;*HE LOOK LIKE SOME TYPICAL COCONUT&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*HOLY&lt;br /&gt;CRAP&lt;br /&gt;*I WANT TO DIE ALR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarie says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*something*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarie says:&lt;br /&gt;*I DOUBT SO&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- CINTHYA; smile ! (: ; says:&lt;br /&gt;*you arh&lt;br /&gt;*make me even higher thanjust now&lt;br /&gt;*say coconut and [inserts word here] one only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, CLARIE, CHINGWEN, AND THE VICTIMS, MAKE MY DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8249411380557724469?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8249411380557724469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8249411380557724469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8249411380557724469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8249411380557724469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-funny-conversation-between-me.html' title='gjsklgjklf'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6769435638997384770</id><published>2009-05-04T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:39:32.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIPHIP, HOORAY (: Lydia is down here with me! LOL (: she freaking made me cooked maggi mee for her, and freaking made me wash the dishes! hmmph! LOL . jkjk (: LOL before we came to my house, we headed towards lucky bread for waffles&amp;amp;iceblendeds! LOL. thn the aunty was like : 'MILO OREO(or whatever it is) , MILO OREO~!' x15122186431321354864894 times. thn Nigel &amp;amp;gang, aka Zenas&amp;amp;gang, came to collect, and they play play play and dirtied the ground. the aunty was sooooooo pissed and nagged for 63748653165476534times. even worse, the whatever drink splashed onto crystal's shoe. Poor crystal ): actually not much difference la, add two more dots on her shoe design niah. LOL .and i suspect the floor is tilted! the whatever drink keeps moving down to my sidee. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! actually, if kena is not i first la, its crystal, then joeann, then lydia, then followed by me . i feel so clever for standing at the very back, cause by the time the thing flow to my side, it'd have dried up alr (((: LOL! anyway, talking to Liankiat on msn now, &amp;amp;lydia is driving me crazy, she keeps pressing enter and enter and enter, i typed CRAP to Liankiat. seriously crap. FOR EXAMPLE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[a=14][c=1]TheE bOyy[/c][/a=15] says:&lt;br /&gt;*i hav no idea wat u are talking&lt;br /&gt;*lol&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF732F]- [u]CINTHYA[/u]; [i] smile ! (: [/i] ;[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;*cinthay is+&lt;br /&gt;*898941go3. away&lt;br /&gt;*jrbtauijbfdkj f&lt;br /&gt;*i know you 3&lt;br /&gt;*d&lt;br /&gt;*d&lt;br /&gt;*on&lt;br /&gt;*yt&lt;br /&gt;*i know you dont&lt;br /&gt;*cause got a mad wm&lt;br /&gt;*wo&lt;br /&gt;*man&lt;br /&gt;*bes&lt;br /&gt;*id&lt;br /&gt;*e&lt;br /&gt;*me&lt;br /&gt;*n&lt;br /&gt;*.&lt;br /&gt;[a=14][c=1]TheE bOyy[/c][/a=15] says:&lt;br /&gt;wa&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF732F]-&lt;br /&gt;[u]CINTHYA[/u]; [i] smile ! (: [/i] ;[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;*cnsfdfusgfsd.&lt;br /&gt;*W&lt;br /&gt;*AIT&lt;br /&gt;*THISD&lt;br /&gt;*S&lt;br /&gt;*WO&lt;br /&gt;*MA&lt;br /&gt;*N&lt;br /&gt;*IS&lt;br /&gt;*CRA&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i feel so high now, thanks to lydia, oh yah, refer to lydia's blog for today. im too high to blog. SEE YA LOVES! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just camwhored. here are the pics :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf63pcLRHNI/AAAAAAAAAdk/4SoJBHz3fxU/s1600-h/thlove!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331900931419217106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf63pcLRHNI/AAAAAAAAAdk/4SoJBHz3fxU/s400/thlove!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf63pTrq1UI/AAAAAAAAAdc/bqeovYBg8VM/s1600-h/loved+ones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331900929139201346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf63pTrq1UI/AAAAAAAAAdc/bqeovYBg8VM/s400/loved+ones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf63pGEelbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/0US2Fan3syQ/s1600-h/camwhorelovers!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331900925485159858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf63pGEelbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/0US2Fan3syQ/s400/camwhorelovers!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MUACKS x654324186518945641215 times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;muacksfxzxsidsoczx! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&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/7519254253081686741-6769435638997384770?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6769435638997384770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6769435638997384770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6769435638997384770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6769435638997384770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiphip-hooray-lydia-is-down-here-with.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf63pcLRHNI/AAAAAAAAAdk/4SoJBHz3fxU/s72-c/thlove!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8164827349907417046</id><published>2009-05-03T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:04:49.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study study studyyy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;im supposed to be studying now but, NVM (: i cant get to studies, you see. yesterday i was writing history notes and, AHA! i starteed drawing Moxy (the doll sis got it for me from NY last year) and the marshmellow likething that Sherlynn gave me . there it is :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lUDvGQiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ZmxotOUtwY4/s1600-h/Image0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331458560406995490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lUDvGQiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ZmxotOUtwY4/s400/Image0458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MOXY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lT-VTFwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/uPf-X0zfJj4/s1600-h/Image0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331458558956607234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lT-VTFwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/uPf-X0zfJj4/s400/Image0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 80% COMPATIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lTnsakRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/G92wKHBM8I4/s1600-h/Image0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331458552879550738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lTnsakRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/G92wKHBM8I4/s400/Image0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 100% COMPATIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lTp9HEuI/AAAAAAAAAc0/GDaFZokOjX0/s1600-h/Image0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331458553486447330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lTp9HEuI/AAAAAAAAAc0/GDaFZokOjX0/s400/Image0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MARSHMELLOW THING!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8164827349907417046?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8164827349907417046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8164827349907417046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8164827349907417046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8164827349907417046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/study-study-studyyy.html' title='study study studyyy.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Sf0lUDvGQiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ZmxotOUtwY4/s72-c/Image0458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5376465850953100167</id><published>2009-05-02T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:33:12.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in love with TKband. LOL (: was watching the clips of TKband in the SYFs previously. damn nice okay! (: i shall go continue watching : O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5376465850953100167?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5376465850953100167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5376465850953100167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5376465850953100167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5376465850953100167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-in-love-with-tkband.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6776920328392003412</id><published>2009-05-01T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:03:21.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonnna make this short. alright, today went to Crystal's house to 'study'. dont get it wrong, we did study, for the first two hours, but thn i got hooked on her brother's Teenage collection trend and started to read the 'Dear Kelly' column, Lydia&amp;amp;Crystal follow suite. we were later @1 found reading them for so long, but we're going out at 2. LOL. and crystal's mama cooked us lunch, ate and went out. went to amk hub, and wanted to watch seventeen again but Lydia watched alr, so we watch The international in the end, that show, so many many gun fights, piang here piang there, piang until my eardrum bursting, thn i was like fell asleep one hour ltr, and got woke up but a series of piangpiangpiangpiang sounds. ssigh, thn i started smsing liankiat and sherlynn. that's when Lydia said she wanna go toilet [me too] and we went, on the way back, we peeped into a NC16 room. LOL . but cant see anything though,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn went back, lydia said got couples kissing, then the next part i shall not say huh, cause i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, went to the toilet. the couple's girlfriend went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: just now they adjusting shirt after the show you know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL?!&lt;br /&gt;L: yahh!&lt;br /&gt;Me: jeans easier mah.&lt;br /&gt;L: ?&lt;br /&gt;Me: got zip.&lt;br /&gt;the girls takes very long to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: why so long huh her[the girlfriend]?&lt;/div&gt;Me: see lah, just now that guy, too hard alr, she needs more time to adjust. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6776920328392003412?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6776920328392003412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6776920328392003412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6776920328392003412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6776920328392003412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/05/gonnna-make-this-short.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7453926906698783140</id><published>2009-04-29T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:36:36.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahboh</title><content type='html'>BAH, BAH, BAH, BOO, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! shit. I'M SUPER HIGH TODAY. maybe i just got high. damn funny, i happened to chance by Qisong's Facebook profile. OMFG, HIS PICTURE GODDAMN FUNNY, I WAS LAUGHING LIKE CRAP. omg omg omg omg. shit i damn high now. i look at his picture i laugh, i look away i still laugh, thn i go look again i laughed even louder. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;i wore contacts to school today, the one day use one =.= and i've only got a pair. nvm, i went to rub my eyes during home econs and it went missing, shocked like crap can, thn after that i found out it was resting on my lower lids, and guess what, contacts are hard to deal with, i almost dug my eyes out while removing the contacts earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd never blog eh? i was talking on the phone to Sharon, after that Jacqueline, thn two days ago i talked to clarie. recently kept talking to them =X damn funny, keep laughing, laughed like never before. laughed like how i laughed in KFC =Xbeen time since i laughed like that, since KFC, i think =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, &amp;amp;just now helped mama to keep in the laundry, i noticed there were a variety of colours of  fbts. red, orange, blue, dark blue, grey, black, silver, maroon etc etc. and i counted, my family spent almost $120 buying fbts. and $50 of it was mine =X the rest was my sisters' they shared. i cant believe we spent so much on just fbts =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHAHAHHAHHA. shit. i shall get myself some quizzes to get cooled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed from crystal's blog (:&lt;br /&gt;1: What's the colour of your shirt today ?&lt;br /&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;2: Are you wearing any contacts lenses recently ?&lt;br /&gt;This morning!&lt;br /&gt;.3: Do you know of anyone who likes you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;*privateeeee*&lt;br /&gt;4: Do you love the person who last gave you a message ?&lt;br /&gt;Liankiat? perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;5: Is anyone in your family pregnant ?&lt;br /&gt;noppexszxxssa.&lt;br /&gt;6: At what age do you want to get married ?&lt;br /&gt;when fate comes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;7: Are you listening to any songs ?&lt;br /&gt;Nahs. lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;8: What will you be sleeping with ?&lt;br /&gt;Pillow, Bolster, MATTRESS, Blanket, AND A BUNCH OF SOFT TOYS (:&lt;br /&gt;9: What's the colours of your room ?&lt;br /&gt;orange&amp;amp; yellow  for walls&amp;amp; blue for the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;10: Who have you featured in your friendster ?&lt;br /&gt;my friendster is dead =XXXX&lt;br /&gt;11: Have your featured friends gone to your house before ?&lt;br /&gt;probably?&lt;br /&gt;12: Have you bathed ?&lt;br /&gt;YEPPS~!&lt;br /&gt;13: Would you ever tell a person you love the person ?&lt;br /&gt;i wont want to let a chance pass by me, but no one in mind currently.&lt;br /&gt;14: What's your plan for your next birthday ?&lt;br /&gt;eh? GIRLFRIENDS OUTINGGG! (:&lt;br /&gt;15: Who's birthday was just over ?&lt;br /&gt;MINE, 2304. eh, i think it's Ivan's, 2804, if im not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;16: When's your birthday ?&lt;br /&gt;2304 (: (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;17: Are you wearing any nail polishes now ?&lt;br /&gt;removed thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;18 : Who's at home ?&lt;br /&gt;Mama, Me, &amp;amp; Joycelin Goh&lt;br /&gt;19: Ever had sex on the first date ?&lt;br /&gt;hell no (:&lt;br /&gt;20: What's on the table nearest to you ?&lt;br /&gt;my desktop. LOL . yeah, my desktop's on a table and its closest to me (:&lt;br /&gt;21: Who are you looking at ?&lt;br /&gt;This question . concentrate. &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;0&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; you're retarded.&lt;br /&gt;22: Do you sleep with your bears ?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, have tons.&lt;br /&gt;23: Still keep your barbie dolls ?&lt;br /&gt;i dont even own any.&lt;br /&gt;24: Do you have any ex-boyfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;A TOTAL MISTAKE (:&lt;br /&gt;25: Do you like anyone now ?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. why should i?&lt;br /&gt;26: What bottom are you wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;Grey Fbts (:&lt;br /&gt;27: Who is the one closest to you ?&lt;br /&gt;closest as in relationn or literally. relation : Sherlynn, Crystal, Lydia, Sharon, Clarie[did i miss anyone out?] literally : mama.&lt;br /&gt;28: What time do you sleep everyday ?&lt;br /&gt;10.30pm on average.&lt;br /&gt;29:What is your CCA ?&lt;br /&gt;TK Band rocks the world (:&lt;br /&gt;30: What do you do if you are in bad mood ?&lt;br /&gt;Attitude people.&lt;br /&gt;31: Do you have any friendster or MSN ?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;32: What school are you from ?&lt;br /&gt;Tanjong Katong Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;33What is your class in school ?&lt;br /&gt;1F is the (L)&lt;br /&gt;34: Do you have any class T-shirt ?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;35: Do you like your class ?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i seriously hate it downright to the core, otherwise, it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;36: Who is your form teacher ?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Soh.&lt;br /&gt;37: Do you like shopping with your friends ?&lt;br /&gt;With friends yeah, but I HATE SHOPPING.  &lt;br /&gt;38: Do you like schooling ?&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored at home, you see, but i hate the long hours in school looking at books, i prefer band, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;39: Do you want to transfer school ?&lt;br /&gt;I want to, but where ? and it'd cost a bomb to get new textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;40: How many ex-boyfriends do you have ?&lt;br /&gt;The one and only mistake, i wouldnt wanna make two mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;41: Who do you like right now ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm madly inlove with myself.&lt;br /&gt;42: If you like that person , would you tell him/her you love her ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, dont let the chance ppass by!&lt;br /&gt;43: Besides your lips , where is your favourite spot to get kissed ?&lt;br /&gt;idontknow. cheeks, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;44: How do you feel when you woke up this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;"another boring day is aheadd.''&lt;br /&gt;45: Who was the last person you took a picture with ?&lt;br /&gt;Sharon, Clarie, Madeleine, Chengmun.&lt;br /&gt;46: Would you consider to be spoilt ?&lt;br /&gt;what do you think? (: judge me &amp;amp; i'll prove you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;47: Would you ever donate blood ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes if it helps any.&lt;br /&gt;48: Do you have a good friend in the opposite sex ?&lt;br /&gt;i'm no sexist (:&lt;br /&gt;49: Do you want somebody dead ?&lt;br /&gt;myself, i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;50: What does your last text message says ?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;51: What are you thinking of right now ?&lt;br /&gt;"should i go play my trombone?"&lt;br /&gt;52: Did you wish someone was with you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;FTPPS PALS!&lt;br /&gt;53: When did you go to sleep last night ?&lt;br /&gt;10.30? idk.&lt;br /&gt;54: Where did you bought your T-shirt you are wearing right now ?&lt;br /&gt;you know sth? i've got STM (:&lt;br /&gt;55: Is someone in your mind right now ?&lt;br /&gt;yeah . ftpps pals! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;56: Who was the last person who texted you ?&lt;br /&gt;Liankiat, LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7453926906698783140?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7453926906698783140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7453926906698783140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7453926906698783140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7453926906698783140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/bahboh.html' title='bahboh'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5348036941134238676</id><published>2009-04-27T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:44:41.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BABOOOOOOOOOOOOM</title><content type='html'>BABBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM. alright, another boring day. life's getting more&amp;amp;more boring each and everyday. sighhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's gonna be the end of the world for me, nowadays seldom laugh siah. =X sorry, i rmb i laughed like crazy when i called clarie two days ago and i started laughing just to tell her i called a guy 'jie'. LOL. alright, i really really donno what to do seh. fish fish fish. buhbye . LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;Cinthya (:&lt;br /&gt;love loves&lt;br /&gt;muackxmuacksxzxsxs :***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. CRYSTALHUANGRUOJIA. I MISS YOU, GET BACK ASAP. I DONT CAREEEE! COME BACK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5348036941134238676?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5348036941134238676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5348036941134238676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5348036941134238676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5348036941134238676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/baboooooooooooom.html' title='BABOOOOOOOOOOOOM'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-1376995576088973854</id><published>2009-04-26T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:44:58.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damned betrayers.</title><content type='html'>ah, goddamn it, im sick of betrayers. [although i've not met any recently] but yeah, my dearest(s) met quite alot. E.g. Sharon&amp;amp;Sherlynn&amp;amp;Clarie&amp;amp;maybe Madeleine. AH DAMN IT. you people have nothing better to do huh? you guys just gossip, gossip, &amp;amp;still gossip whole day long. you say Story A, when you turn your back, you say story B. i seriously wonder what's so good about such things huh. whats so good about breaking friendships? what's so bad about keeping a secret? keeping a secret makes someone has more trust in you, if you dont keep a secret, you just lose your trust, or rather, you lose a friend who confides in you. what's so nice about this, eh? if you think it's nice.. erm, i suggest, you should go see a doctor. i suspect you're mentally unsound (: youuuuuuuuuu suckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded idiot, get offended for all i care, if you get offended, you're that betrayer. hmm, like, alright, nobody's perfect, no one can keep a secret, huh. but you &lt;strong&gt;HAVE TO&lt;/strong&gt;. since you &lt;strong&gt;PROMISED to .&lt;/strong&gt; if you dont have the ability to do so, why do you make that promise in the first place, you damned betrayers? you've a goddamn attitude problem. you idiotic &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PROMISE BREAKER, HEART BREAKER, RETARDED IDIOT,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;DAMN BETRAYERS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;a quote from sherlynn : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Some people just lack the inclination to keep&lt;br /&gt;their mouths shut, don't they?:D"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally agreed, some people just cant keep their mouth shut, these people are a waste of tapes, cause they need them to shut their mouths up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-1376995576088973854?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/1376995576088973854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=1376995576088973854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1376995576088973854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/1376995576088973854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/damned-betrayers.html' title='damned betrayers.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6494470348840716287</id><published>2009-04-25T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:27:04.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTACTS!</title><content type='html'>HIPHIP, HOORAYYYYYYYYY. yeah, i must thank myself, my degree rose, and my spectacle frame is still in tact, so, if i send it to change my lenses, i dont have spects, so now, my mamai's considering bout getting me contacts! HOOOOOORAYYYYYYYYYYY. rather crazy...?  perhaps, the aunty gave me a pair of contacts, one day use. thn ask me to try, cause she said : your eyes are smaller than normal. ARH, I DONT GIVE IT A DAMN. IM GONNA SQUEEZE IT IN IF IT CANT. &lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;. just kidding just kidding (((((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6494470348840716287?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6494470348840716287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6494470348840716287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6494470348840716287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6494470348840716287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/contacts.html' title='CONTACTS!'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-3522729519147390246</id><published>2009-04-25T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:00:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want contacts! sigh. going out to the spectacle shop ltr, hopefully i can pursuade my mama into buying it, ytd she told me i have to pay it on my own ): sigh, see how first barh, i shll go play Farm Frenzy =X buhbyeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-3522729519147390246?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3522729519147390246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=3522729519147390246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3522729519147390246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3522729519147390246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-contacts-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7081944669959658096</id><published>2009-04-24T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:50:50.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todayyyyyyyyyy. hmm , as simple as ever la. nothing much, after the thirteenth birthday, still no much change. i'm still as retarded as ever. sigh. LOL(: i'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo boreed. i shall go download wallpaperrrrrrrs for my wonderfulllllll phoneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. alright. what i just did was just to make my plain post longerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. yeah, bear with me. buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7081944669959658096?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7081944669959658096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7081944669959658096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7081944669959658096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7081944669959658096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/todayyyyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7197700507669279851</id><published>2009-04-23T19:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:47:29.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 13th birthday! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;happy thirteenth birthday, CINTHYA GOH (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. told you i'm in love with myself. dont blame me, im madly in love with myself :D was really really happy today. thanks Germaine, Jannelle, Naya, &amp;amp;Xiaodan lots lots for that famous amos birthday cookie. i really love it.'Happy Birthday Cinthya' was written on it. now what's left of it is &lt;s&gt;'Happy Day Cinthya!' &lt;/s&gt;{reposted: now it reads 'Happy Cinthya', i just ate the day.} , together with my mother&amp;amp;my sister, we ate the birth (: &amp;amp;this morning Sherlynn came up to my class. to pass me a super cute present with a super cute note! YAY I LOVE HERRRR! :D i shall be lazy and not post what's written on the note. too lazy to go get the note =X ohyeah, birthday msgs recieved today? yeah , not alot, but im contented :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First : Sherlynn : 12:00:02 am : HELLO! HAPPY THIRTEENTH&lt;br /&gt;CINTHYA! &lt;strong&gt;[this sounds rather weird, were there twelve of me?&lt;br /&gt;): ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second : Caleb : 12:00:36 am: happy birthday. &lt;strong&gt;[Thanks so&lt;br /&gt;much!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third : Madeleine : 05:35:53 am : Omg Cinthya sorry. Yesterday slept :( too&lt;br /&gt;tired. sorry sorry happy birthday! &lt;strong&gt;[that's okay, my dear! (:&lt;br /&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth : Sherlynn/Ethel? : 05:57:12 am : Ethel wishes you happy birthday. &lt;strong&gt;[counted as sherlynn or ethel...? ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth : Sharon : 06:06:05 am : Happy Birthday to dearest best!&lt;br /&gt;;D &lt;strong&gt;[thanks best!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth : Germaine : 06:16:44 am: *Chinese words, im lazy to&lt;br /&gt;type* ONCE AGAIN, WISHING YOU A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY (: &lt;strong&gt;[why&lt;br /&gt;never send me happy birdday?]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh : Yixuan : 06:22:09am : Happy birthday cinthya !!!!!! (: &lt;strong&gt;[thanks dearr! :D]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighth : XiaoDan : 06:32:54 am : Happy mouse birthday!!!!!!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;strong&gt; [why must include mouse? happy taurus birthday is better&lt;br /&gt;(:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nineth : Chengmun : 07:23:01am : HAPPY BIRTHDAY ! &lt;strong&gt;[Thanks!!!!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenth : Jet Goh : 07:25:14am : Happy bdae . &lt;strong&gt;[thanks!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleventh : Lydia :08:19:08am : Happy birthday ! Sorry ..&lt;br /&gt;No present .. I no time to buy ..&lt;strong&gt; [it's alright&lt;br /&gt;dear!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve : LianKiat : 11:27:32am : oh...btw happy&lt;br /&gt;birthday.&lt;strong&gt; [yeah thanks tons huh! :D] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirteenth : Joeann : 04:42:22pm : Happy Birthday :D&lt;strong&gt; [THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;didnt expected you to rmb but you did! :D]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, loved. it's my thirteen birthday and i have thirteen birthday wishes in my phone. thank you, the thirteen musketeers (: LOL (: yeah edited the pictures. see them! :DDDD &lt;strong&gt;ILY GUYS, FOREVER&amp;amp;ALWAYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdoIO-LiI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CPne02-b8UY/s1600-h/Image0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327861303165726242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdoIO-LiI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CPne02-b8UY/s400/Image0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the presents! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdoOcw4XI/AAAAAAAAAck/P0Yzr2tr7Pc/s1600-h/Sharon%26clarie%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327861304834187634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdoOcw4XI/AAAAAAAAAck/P0Yzr2tr7Pc/s400/Sharon%26clarie%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon&amp;amp;Clarie's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdoA5sy1I/AAAAAAAAAcc/kTwH6eqng70/s1600-h/Presents!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327861301197458258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdoA5sy1I/AAAAAAAAAcc/kTwH6eqng70/s400/Presents!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everythingg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdn5BeZuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FxSJM8xFaes/s1600-h/Germaine,+Sherlynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327861299082585826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdn5BeZuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FxSJM8xFaes/s400/Germaine,+Sherlynn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; im lack of pictures, sherynn, Germaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdn-V0svI/AAAAAAAAAcM/z49TG48vIKU/s1600-h/Chengmun,+Madeleine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327861300510110450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdn-V0svI/AAAAAAAAAcM/z49TG48vIKU/s400/Chengmun,+Madeleine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chengmun, Madeleine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7197700507669279851?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7197700507669279851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7197700507669279851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7197700507669279851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7197700507669279851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-13th-birthday-d.html' title='happy 13th birthday! :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SfBdoIO-LiI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CPne02-b8UY/s72-c/Image0403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-693014227621594954</id><published>2009-04-22T20:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:10:37.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day! :D</title><content type='html'>BAHHHH. one more day to my birthday huh! (: tomorrow got science&amp;amp;Literature test. so i decided to meet up with FTPPS pals today (: yeah. thenn. schoool was nothing. ohya. i was retarded enough to retardedly fall down outside my toilet door, i did a spilt. it hurts. i decided to skip PE. damn pain can. alright. yeah. took pitures. but first, let me dedicate my post to them. anyway, i shall post up the pictures of my presents tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327501290716331714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8WMpWU_sI/AAAAAAAAAbk/HO5mqrxnJbg/s400/me,Clarie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;To Clarie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know you're pissed with me, cause i didnt cover your face like i&lt;br /&gt;promised, but for this once, just once, alright? :D yeah, thanks for being&lt;br /&gt;there! been through ups&amp;amp;downs, still friends! :D &amp;amp;yeah. thank yas!&lt;br /&gt;having history test tmr, &amp;amp; you still take the time to come out with&lt;br /&gt;me{although i know you wont study eventhought you stay at home, but thanks for&lt;br /&gt;taking the time to come out! } . yeah, ILY CLARIE KHOO (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. I LIKED THAT DOMO, MY SISTER'S OBSESSED WITH IT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.P.S. I WANT FRIES! get your school to change logos :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.P.P.S . PUHLEESSE REMOVE THE PRICE TAG NEXT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327501289003721842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8WMi-ApHI/AAAAAAAAAbc/I93psZMoWu0/s400/me,+madeleine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeleine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;hey dear! :D you too, had a sudden history test. and didnt make it earlier,&lt;br /&gt;didnt mind waiting for you , all we wanted to see was our cute madeleine in&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;uniform, which is so damn cute! :D thanks for the wallet (: i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;i was in&lt;br /&gt;need of a wallet =X yeah, thanks for taking time out, once again,&lt;br /&gt;yeah, &lt;strong&gt;ILY MADELEINE LIM!&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327501287251090914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8WMccJneI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Msezgsn6z7s/s400/Me,+Chengmun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chengmun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;HEY! yeah, used to not be on terms huh? :D but now, found out the&lt;br /&gt;importance of Ms CCM :D LOL. yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. thanks for intro-ing&lt;br /&gt;Caleb&lt;br /&gt;to me. LOL. and im still not that used to calling myself 'tanjong&lt;br /&gt;katong'. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;stupid sharon. &lt;strong&gt;ILY CCM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. YOU&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, NEVER REMOVE PRICE TAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. WE KNOW YOU'RE NOT CAMERA&lt;br /&gt;SHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327501284001619330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8WMQVanYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/p9N9j-d297Q/s400/Me,Sharon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sharon: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;DEAREST! :D YEAH chiobu (: thanks for listening to my craps and laughing at&lt;br /&gt;them, been time since i see people truely laugh at my jokes, been time since&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;truely laughed, for so long somemore :D yeah. thanks for that pig, and you&lt;br /&gt;also,&lt;br /&gt;PRICE TAG PRICE TAG PRICE TAG! LOL(: teehee! ohyeahh, we rawk&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER&amp;amp;ALWAYS, ILY SHARON.&lt;/strong&gt; and yeah, thanks for the&lt;br /&gt;NEWSPAPER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;pictures: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;we were rather crazy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8Y_gsnPWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JdpbluIAVcI/s1600-h/P220409_18.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327504363590466914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8Y_gsnPWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JdpbluIAVcI/s400/P220409_18.29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8Y_QXYtQI/AAAAAAAAAb0/No6Cd1VDOcw/s1600-h/P220409_18.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327504359206466818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8Y_QXYtQI/AAAAAAAAAb0/No6Cd1VDOcw/s400/P220409_18.28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8Y_TpzyHI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Zspz98EFOUY/s1600-h/P220409_18.25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327504360089045106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8Y_TpzyHI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Zspz98EFOUY/s400/P220409_18.25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327516983574846674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8keFzW3NI/AAAAAAAAAcE/323AI7S4iNY/s400/P220409_182201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;from clarie's blog. DOMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;am i your maid or your sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me, NOW.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7519254253081686741-693014227621594954?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/693014227621594954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=693014227621594954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/693014227621594954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/693014227621594954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-more-day-d.html' title='1 more day! :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/Se8WMpWU_sI/AAAAAAAAAbk/HO5mqrxnJbg/s72-c/me,Clarie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5180732211522872655</id><published>2009-04-21T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:00:00.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>wah kns, today goddamn retarded. i hate this .____. Valerie Tan caught me wearing ankle socks, yeah i wore, cause me to buy new tk socks, wtfish?! F*CK. PISSEDPISSEDPISSED. Wasted $2.50 just for those damned socks. this guy wore these socks that were lower than mine, she told him to pull up. FISHH. damn it damn it damn it. damned Valerie Tan, i wonder when is she retiring...? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;refreshing my private blog. everything's gonna be gone, for good, will post up more stuffs. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;people will be removed, people will be added. **URL stays the same.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW ,(: i'm so bored and got myself another quiz to do =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single or attached?&lt;br /&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;2. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;two more days to the thirteenth.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have a person you are in love with?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, dont think so .___,&lt;br /&gt;4. What is the name of the person you are in love?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;5. If the person you love and your mother dropped into the sea, who will you save?&lt;br /&gt;i'll jump in too, and we perish, i dont know how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you every hugged someone before?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, almost every 6G-rian on the last day :D&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you love your parents?&lt;br /&gt;yepps.&lt;br /&gt;8. Will you hug the one you loved?&lt;br /&gt;Yepps.&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you willing to do anything for your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you jealous now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i want an &lt;strong&gt;unlimited SMS plan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who is the last person who message you, what is the message?&lt;br /&gt;Sharon : Dowan, eating. anw late also got tuition soon, maybe later at night i call you :D&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is in your clique?Which one?&lt;br /&gt;I dont really have a clique in secondary school, not yet. Primary school  SHARON, CLARIE, MADELEINE, DURH!&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you want a baby in the future?&lt;br /&gt;let's qorry if i can get married first.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you prefer Mac, KFC, Long John Sliver Burger King or coffee shop?&lt;br /&gt;everything is nice to me. :D&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you skinny or fat?&lt;br /&gt;average&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;do i  look like i do? i know i dont ;D&lt;br /&gt;17. If your boyfriend/girlfriend is a two timer, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Kick his ass and throw him down the sea.&lt;br /&gt;18. If you found out you have a disease, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Live life happily till ever.&lt;br /&gt;19. Which CCA are you in now?&lt;br /&gt;TKBAND :D&lt;br /&gt;20. If you are rich, what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;buy the stuffs i love? &amp;amp;some charity perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;21. If the one you are in love with, held your hands, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;hold it tightly and never let go (:&lt;br /&gt;22. If the one you love rejected you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;keep tryingg.?&lt;strong&gt; you'll never know when you'll get the chance :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your favourite cartoon character?&lt;br /&gt;Elmo =X&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your personality?&lt;br /&gt;HYPERACTIVE!&lt;br /&gt;25. Friendship or Love?&lt;br /&gt;friendship comes first. followed closely by love.&lt;br /&gt;26. Cookie Monster or Elmo?&lt;br /&gt;elmo! :D&lt;br /&gt;27. What's your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS (:&lt;br /&gt;28. When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;23rd April (:&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is your idol?&lt;br /&gt;Fahrenheit :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;30. Who you wish to marry to ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if anyone wants to marry me D:&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like lollipop?&lt;br /&gt;i love candies!&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you have your own diary?&lt;br /&gt;I have a handwritten diary, and two online diaries.&lt;br /&gt;33. Who are you scared of?&lt;br /&gt;ROACHES and UFOs{flying insects}&lt;br /&gt;34. Who is your first crush?&lt;br /&gt;err, the total mistake one...?&lt;br /&gt;35. If your face is destroyed, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;plastic surgery. if i dont have the money, live with it perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;36. Happy, stressed, lonely or moody?&lt;br /&gt;super happy.&lt;br /&gt;37. What is the BIGGEST thing you are afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;UFOs.&lt;br /&gt;38. If you are going to die, who will you think of first?&lt;br /&gt;family ):&lt;br /&gt;39. If you are kidnapped, who will call first to rescue you?&lt;br /&gt;IDK! :(&lt;br /&gt;40. Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;I am who i am :DDD&lt;br /&gt;41. Which do you prefer, bee or mosquito?&lt;br /&gt;Mozzies, at least they're less painful. if i've a choice, none.&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you scared of insects?&lt;br /&gt;Durhh!&lt;br /&gt;43. If you saw a ghost, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;i wont even scream, i'd have fainted alr D:&lt;br /&gt;44. There is a admire of yours and he won't die heart, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;give him a chance, perhaps? &lt;strong&gt;everyone deserves a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;45. If your clique quarrel, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;let them chill&amp;amp;thn sweetalk! :D&lt;br /&gt;46. If you quarreled with your girlfriend/boyfriend and she/he wants to break , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;*gives 'do-i-look-like-i-care' look*&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you love soft toys?&lt;br /&gt;i love to be buried under them.&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you think you are gay/lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;IM STRAIGHT :D&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever entered the boys/girls toilet before?&lt;br /&gt;yeps, during band camp D:&lt;br /&gt;50. Who do you wish to be talking to now?&lt;br /&gt;Clarie/Sharon/ CRYSTAL (come back soon!)&lt;br /&gt;51. Are you bored now?&lt;br /&gt;superb. i still havent bathe yet ):&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you blur?&lt;br /&gt;who's blurrer than me!?&lt;br /&gt;53. If you can have your hair dyed, what colour will you dye?&lt;br /&gt;Maroon (:&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you wear specs?&lt;br /&gt;Yepps.&lt;br /&gt;55. What is the colour of your shirt now?&lt;br /&gt;What's the colour of our school uniform huh?  &lt;strong&gt;white.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. What brand of school bag do you use?&lt;br /&gt;Nike. just do it.&lt;br /&gt;57. Have you bathed?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;58. How many people are there in your family?&lt;br /&gt;Five.&lt;br /&gt;59. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;i shall not disclose. GOH ____ ____ CINTHYA.&lt;br /&gt;60. Lock yourself in a room, or use a penknife to cut yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Lock.&lt;br /&gt;61.How much of % do you give the boy/girl you are in love?&lt;br /&gt;i dont even have anyone in mind!&lt;br /&gt;62. Do you still misses your ex?&lt;br /&gt;YES, &lt;strong&gt;MY FOOT&lt;/strong&gt;. HOW MUCH I HOPE HE &lt;strong&gt;DIDNT EXISTED&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;63. Are you scared of losing your precious things?&lt;br /&gt;like? yes, family, sherlynn, sharon, clarie &amp;amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;64. What is the blog URL of the person you are in love?&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the loved one ):&lt;br /&gt;65. Do you hate him/her?&lt;br /&gt;who?!&lt;br /&gt;66. Do you wish you mother is hugging you now?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;67. Are you sitting or standing now?&lt;br /&gt;Sitting.&lt;br /&gt;68. Have you eaten?&lt;br /&gt;KFC! :D&lt;br /&gt;69. How many person you blocked in your MSN?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, unblocked all recently.&lt;br /&gt;70. If you idol came to the country you live in, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;if i have the time, i shall go look for them.&lt;br /&gt;71. If you get to shake your idol's hand, what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Shake lurh .__.&lt;br /&gt;72. Do you have a pet last time or now?&lt;br /&gt;NORWAY!&lt;br /&gt;73. Who is the last person you have chatted in MSN?&lt;br /&gt;CLARIE!&lt;br /&gt;74. How many people got beaten by you before?&lt;br /&gt;alot, i smack them up down left right.&lt;br /&gt;75. If you boyfriend/girlfrien don love you anymore, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;I might be celebrating, who knows? :D&lt;br /&gt;76. You won a car, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Give to my dad :D&lt;br /&gt;77. If your boyfriend/girlfriend cannot live for a week, what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Let him rot. depends who the 'him' is =X&lt;br /&gt;78. If you fall down , will you stand up by your own or ask some one to help you up?&lt;br /&gt;Stand up by my own, usually, but peoplewill crowd around me and pull me up.&lt;br /&gt;79. How many tv(s) you have?&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;80. If this is your first date, what will you wear?&lt;br /&gt;shorts+Tee?&lt;br /&gt;81. What is your email adress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:cynthiagoh_@hotmail.com"&gt;cynthiagoh_@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who do you think annoyed you the most?&lt;br /&gt;arrogant ones, people who acts to be your true friend but they're&lt;strong&gt; not even one&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;83. What school are you in?&lt;br /&gt;Tanjong Katong Secondary&lt;br /&gt;84. Do you like your form teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Average.&lt;br /&gt;85. In school, who are you scared of most?&lt;br /&gt;Valerie Tan! D: i always have to donate money to bookshop every time i seeher! she should retire D:&lt;br /&gt;86. Which instrument do you wish to have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;Guzheng*** &amp;amp; Trombone**** {I SERIOUSLY WANT A GUZHENG.}&lt;br /&gt;87. During weekends, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Band&amp;amp;granny's, weeklyroutine.&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you prefer fever or flu?&lt;br /&gt;Fever.&lt;br /&gt;89. Do you prefer laptop or desktop?&lt;br /&gt;laptop with webcam!&lt;br /&gt;90. What colour specs are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;red.&lt;br /&gt;91. What fruits do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;Mango.&lt;br /&gt;92. What is your phone number?&lt;br /&gt;ask me at my email, alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you prefer iphone or normal phone.&lt;br /&gt;My phone.&lt;br /&gt;94. If your pants dropped down in a crowded place , what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;hide.&lt;br /&gt;95. Are you scared of chilli?&lt;br /&gt;i love them!&lt;br /&gt;96. Are you wearing any accessories now ?&lt;br /&gt;Studs&lt;br /&gt;97. Do you like rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;i love it!&lt;br /&gt;98. What subject you love most?&lt;br /&gt;Home Econs!&lt;br /&gt;99. If you were to perform in front of the person you are in love with and the whole school, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Perform, not as if i never did before.&lt;br /&gt;100. Which do you prefer, chio/cute handsome boys/girls?&lt;br /&gt;Handsome+CUTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5180732211522872655?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5180732211522872655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5180732211522872655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5180732211522872655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5180732211522872655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2261090248324422363</id><published>2009-04-20T20:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:01:45.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala.</title><content type='html'>today was so damn fun can. &lt;strong&gt;finally i'm able to set my feet into First Toa Payoh Primary School as a proud TKsian.&lt;/strong&gt; i loved it! we totally rawked alright, &lt;strong&gt;everyone was looking at us as if we went to the wrong school&lt;/strong&gt;, there was a variety colours, there were : The Deyi-rians(?)[Chengmun&amp;amp;Henry] . The Cedarian[Tingting]. The Marists. [Keith&amp;amp;Qianjie] The Peirces. [PTK, Denny&amp;amp;ChenYan] . The whitley-ian. [Joan] and last of all, the Tksian, Cinthya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we surrendered our EZ-link card. went in. for goodness sake, &lt;strong&gt;the school changed&lt;/strong&gt;, there were mirrors &lt;strong&gt;all around&lt;/strong&gt;. heard it's because the new principal wants the children to look their best in school. chairs were set up in the MRL corner ): how much i hoped i stayed . for &lt;strong&gt;just one more year..&lt;/strong&gt; nevermind though. im like so happy. met lotsa FTPPS pals, just didnt camwhore cause &lt;strong&gt;keith insisted that camwhore was for whores&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'violent is a sign of pregnancy.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Quoted by &lt;strong&gt;Mr Keith Wong&lt;/strong&gt;. whatever, he insisted that &lt;strong&gt;all girls there were pregnant&lt;/strong&gt;, cause we were rather &lt;strong&gt;violent&lt;/strong&gt;. =X found a four leaf clover, issit supposed to be luck? &lt;strong&gt;i doubt so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks, we went to fitness corner, played stuffs we'd had played when we stayed back for prefectorial board meeting and meeting was canceled, but this time, there was &lt;strong&gt;no prefect badge&lt;/strong&gt; on us, &lt;strong&gt;no ties&lt;/strong&gt;, we were &lt;strong&gt;all in different uniform&lt;/strong&gt;, for all we know, &lt;strong&gt;this school isn't ours anymore&lt;/strong&gt;. We've graduated. all of us went&lt;strong&gt; different ways&lt;/strong&gt;. we were once classmates , now &lt;strong&gt;ex-classmates&lt;/strong&gt;. time flies ): yesterday i thought of us in primary5, being promoted to primary 6, &lt;strong&gt;we were all so happy&lt;/strong&gt;. the things Mdm Cheng said, i'll never forget in my life .. &lt;strong&gt;everything seemed like just yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;. the memories seemed as though they were&lt;strong&gt; fresh&lt;/strong&gt;. coming back to reality, it's a&lt;strong&gt; cruel&lt;/strong&gt; fact. &lt;strong&gt;we just want to rewind time, and it's never gonna be done.&lt;/strong&gt; everything seemed forever. i want you people back, you people never fail to entertain me. i miss you guys, you're the best, no one cn ever replace you people in my life, yeah, &lt;strong&gt;i love you guys more than words can express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out of the school, i saw Chew Jing Yuan &amp;amp; Low Zhong Lie. with ms seng, &lt;strong&gt;like of all days...?&lt;/strong&gt; walked away. avoided their stares. crossed the road. ignored them, they followed suite. 'sent' us to the shop. gave them a last fierce stare and walked away. &amp;amp;still have the cheek to sms me. some people just doesnt know what they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SexvposzITI/AAAAAAAAAak/jC5EpXDWe6s/s1600-h/Image0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326755220363092274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SexvposzITI/AAAAAAAAAak/jC5EpXDWe6s/s400/Image0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SexvpQgPL9I/AAAAAAAAAac/c08qEJbQ-ZA/s1600-h/Image0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326755213867954130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SexvpQgPL9I/AAAAAAAAAac/c08qEJbQ-ZA/s400/Image0385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the four leaf clover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SexvpQ5-XOI/AAAAAAAAAaU/y2fiq5glgDY/s1600-h/Image0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326755213975903458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SexvpQ5-XOI/AAAAAAAAAaU/y2fiq5glgDY/s400/Image0383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the picture abv the mirrors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just want to turn back time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how hard can that be...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just hope time never passes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we'll play like no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reality is cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2261090248324422363?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2261090248324422363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2261090248324422363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2261090248324422363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2261090248324422363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/lalala.html' title='lalala.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SexvposzITI/AAAAAAAAAak/jC5EpXDWe6s/s72-c/Image0386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-3588137571208010819</id><published>2009-04-19T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:00:57.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random!</title><content type='html'>this is random , chatted to kenneth on msn and i went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: wtfish.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: wtpork&lt;br /&gt;me:wtchicken.&lt;br /&gt;kenneth: Wtmutton, comeone XD, what else?&lt;br /&gt;Me: wtdogmeat, wtbeef.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: wtbaby&lt;br /&gt;Me: wtmonkey.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: eh i wanted to say that. wtchickentesticles&lt;br /&gt;me: wtchickenbutt&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: wtfishhead&lt;br /&gt;me: wtcow'smilkdispenser&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-3588137571208010819?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3588137571208010819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=3588137571208010819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3588137571208010819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3588137571208010819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/random.html' title='random!'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4593060337271027745</id><published>2009-04-19T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:19:36.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thats it.</title><content type='html'>i seriously agree with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;welcome to a world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;where people talk about each other,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and everyone lies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and everyone tries to be something they're NOT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and nobody can keep a secret.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and friendships that last forever were broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah well, it's called '&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;LIFE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;perhaps, i'm going crazy. i'm feeling more and more insecure, more and more distrusted... i miss you, FTPPS pals, although we quarrel, we gossip, but we never ever fail to get back together. why is secondary school life so complicated...? they act like matured kids... its hard to get back friendships, that were meant to be forever, that was broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess, i'm going crazy, i'm pretty depressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i just think that i have no one to trust/turn to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4593060337271027745?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4593060337271027745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4593060337271027745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4593060337271027745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4593060337271027745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/thats-it.html' title='thats it.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2013319180830422642</id><published>2009-04-19T09:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:22:28.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banddddddddd</title><content type='html'>hello. did not post yesterday. psps, damn tired, reached home at 8.30pm last night after band. it was rather enttertaining durh! &lt;strong&gt;laughed like crap, high like crap.&lt;/strong&gt; everyone knows it, the whole trombone section does, they saw me laughing like crap during lunch. sorry =X they had sectional lunch and i went to lunch with Jacqueline &amp;amp; co. Met them at KFC in the end =X they went, 'CINTHYA, CINTHYA, CINTHYA!' &lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;. laughed like crap alright. they must be thinking if im crazy. first we laughed cause i wanted to help Jacqueline&amp;amp;Meifang to get their food, thn i walked out,&lt;strong&gt; i poured Aishah's coke onto her&lt;/strong&gt;. =X and then i walked out, i went there to stand, and a guy took Jacqueline's number card from me O.O thn Meifang's, Selina took it and walked around the KFC. and the lady who served the food was chasing Selina when she was waqlking, she was like 'miss, miss.' and selina heard nothing and continue walking. laughed like crap. thn Harith's food took long to serve, too. he took the card there, and walked past our table, i went, &lt;strong&gt;eh, Harith, Harith, GIMMIE, I HELP YOU WAVE&lt;/strong&gt;. thn bursted out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his food came. by thn we finished eating alr, except for my fries. i couldnt finish it in the end, cause i laughed like crap everytime Jacq said relax, chill. i was so damn high. thn went out of KFC, relaxed a little, Hanyan kept attempting to make me laugh, she was like, ah, hahaha, hahahaha. thn its like how i laugh, one pitch is higher than the prev one . LOL.&amp;amp; i laughed =X went to bus stop, Hanyan checked, the next bus sixteen takes twenty mins to come &amp;amp; we only have about twenty two mins left..? perhaps. thn took cab. the five crazy girls, were on the cab. a ssame one. we were like:&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Miss, where do you people want to go? (:&lt;br /&gt;Aishah: Tanjong Katong Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;Driver: How to go huh...?&lt;br /&gt;Aishah: Go straight bah (:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Straight? yeah, Straight, make sure you &lt;strong&gt;dont bang into anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jacqueline, Meifang, Aishah, Selina&amp;amp; Driver : *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Me: is there anything wrong...? this road isnt all the straight what....&lt;br /&gt;*comes into a veyr very straight road*&lt;br /&gt;Me: there, &lt;strong&gt;this is thn called straight&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Driver, do i have to turn?&lt;br /&gt;Aishah: not now, the next traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;Meifang: &lt;strong&gt;Aiyah, just follow the cab in front la. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah, &lt;strong&gt;WE'RE ON DUTY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake, we laughed all the way till TK. we're still laughing after that &amp;amp; band continues, cant hold inst up for too long, from 135 degrees become 90 degrees .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn sectionals.... thn outdoor... we sat down at the butterfly formation cause we didnt have anything to do, for trombonists, flutes, &amp;amp; Saxophones.&lt;br /&gt;Kayrui squatted down on the field =X thn...&lt;br /&gt;Ethel: Kayrui, you want to&lt;strong&gt; laosai&lt;/strong&gt; is it?&lt;br /&gt;Kayrui:*sits down 3 seconds later*&lt;br /&gt;Flutes guy: said something&lt;br /&gt;Ethel: Cinthya, dont listen to &lt;strong&gt;chicken little&lt;/strong&gt;.(apparently he looked like chicken little)&lt;br /&gt;Flutes guy: don listen to&lt;strong&gt; willy wonka&lt;/strong&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;Ethel: so what, i make &lt;strong&gt;chocolates for a living&lt;/strong&gt; you?&lt;br /&gt;Flutes guy : * Silence *&lt;br /&gt;Ethel: you... &lt;strong&gt;eats things from the ground&lt;/strong&gt; etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Me: laughed. laughed laughed like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought trombone home again .... thn ... havent played yet huh ... my sister hates the presence of it, i love it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything's over,&lt;br /&gt;i guess... (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2013319180830422642?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2013319180830422642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2013319180830422642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2013319180830422642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2013319180830422642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/banddddddddd.html' title='banddddddddd'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6290162771428170896</id><published>2009-04-17T21:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:42:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAHHHHHH.</title><content type='html'>BAAAAAAHHHHHHH, sigh ): today siah... sigh, phone ran out of $$ ): &amp;amp;&amp;amp; messaged 164 msgs to Sherlynn in just today.... I WANT AN UNLIMITED SMS PLAN. just now we were like comparing our msgs, i found out that since &lt;strong&gt;130209 till today, i've sent 12.6k messages&lt;/strong&gt;, that is about &lt;strong&gt;6.3k msgs per month&lt;/strong&gt;, see, how pro i am? &lt;strong&gt;IM IN NEED OF AN UNLIMITED SMS PLAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitty shit, today was sports day, dismissed at 1140 to have our lunch&amp;amp; report to Bedok stadium. followed Xiaodan to her mama's shop first thn go eat. thn went to Mos burgers to meet Meiying, Melissa, Jiamin,&amp;amp; Kouying. head to bedok stadium...on the bus damn funny, Xiaodan and meiying ran to the back of the bus, thn ran back cause he saw the band Sec 4 kenneth, thn ran back, thats when the bus jerked, thn the two of them chiong infront and meiying hit her hand. laughed like crap, i think the bus uncle was thinking if he should throw us down the bus =X on the way met Sherlynn&amp;amp;co. thn Xiaodan sped up, after she crossed the road, she fell =X bled like crazy. omg omg omg. thn went to stadium, i swear i'll nvr walk there ever again, damn long walk can. damn funy, Xiaodan forced me to go red cross tent with her, went.___. and then go back to sit down with her, damn funny, Aisyah&amp;amp;Rowda kept saying Byeong Gyu is pork. thn Byeong Gyu say he's different, he eats pork, not halal. and Rowda said, &lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT&lt;/strong&gt;. laughed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn ran to the other side. played wwith Qisong's name again. thn ran back, saw meiying, she was complaining about Gary Teo&amp;amp; JiaChen stealing her handphone cover, so agry, thn they bullied her, made her ran around, she's having sore throat, cant scream, asked me over to scream for her. returned her, thn made our way home, i feel retarded, got bus 506 i didnt take, waitted so long for that retarded 31.___. angryyyy! got home, &amp;amp; here i am, sorry, may not be able to write the nomination for mdmcheng, cause have been returning home late recently, tmr have band, so i wont be able to hand it in by the deadline so... sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. CLARIE IS SUPER HIGH @ 170409, 10.31PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S BUT I LOVE HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how to say? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont like that hopeful eyes of yours...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they... make me feel guilty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never ever, look at me like that anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's why i've been thinking for so long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THATS THE REASON.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6290162771428170896?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6290162771428170896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6290162771428170896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6290162771428170896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6290162771428170896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/bahhhhhh.html' title='BAHHHHHH.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2812842770424375636</id><published>2009-04-16T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:07:42.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, ho!</title><content type='html'>HEY, HO! sorry, got influenced by Sherlynn=X today had bandd, before that have science supplementary, stupid Haoze made me wait for him while he change, like i was standing outside the boys' toilet door like an idiot? th fishball cameover&amp;amp; said, i know you're desperate to explore, just do it. i was like, i explored it during band camp, mind you. LOL. anyway, i seriously cant tolerate people making fun of the initials of my name anymore, one or twice is enough, dont try me. thn got sectionals till around 4+? and went to gallery for combined (weird, why gallery?) . thn sat behind Euphos(as per normal) but Safwanah was rather pathetic, first i toppled the music stand over in the midst of fighting with Nicholas, maybe not, i think my trombone hit it or something, thn when Nicholas was playing the Bflat scale, he attacked her head. (how sad) LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thn outdoor damn tired, i first time fall in with the band with inst, more tired than i thought it wes ): ended@ 6.20?thn hongwan come to perfect inst angle this &amp;amp; that til 6.30? thanks meifang, Jacqueline, &amp;amp; siok hua for waiting for me. I LOVE YOU PEEPS! :D  Neifang and Siokhua was waiting for me in the canteen, &amp;amp; i told Jac to go off but she stayed around the bus stop! yes, Jac, you're the love! dont have to feel bad for not waiting for me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYSS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2812842770424375636?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2812842770424375636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2812842770424375636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2812842770424375636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2812842770424375636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-ho.html' title='hey, ho!'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8311302995335465696</id><published>2009-04-15T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:54:42.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, no laughters from me, maybe a little. sort of rare huhh? yeah, really really rare. early in the morning had PE, almost died alright! did the four stations. did three instead, i think im gonna fail NAPFA. i hate this. sit and reach i got 27cm, &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;. standing broad jump, damn little. inclined pull ups, three, ONLY. cause i lost grip and let go. and i fell right on my butt, and yeah, it's pain. i feel retarded. i wanted to try again, but just then, the bell went off. therefore, i hereby suggest we should have two periods of pe, once a week :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school got library duty. KNS. i was so boreddddd. smsed behind the shelves without being noticed=X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8311302995335465696?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8311302995335465696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8311302995335465696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8311302995335465696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8311302995335465696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-no-laughters-from-me-maybe-little.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5209179583614885228</id><published>2009-04-14T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:15:53.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bandd bannd banddd</title><content type='html'>wahhahaha, today got sectionals :DDDD LOLL. it seemed like the whole band, seems like all sections were there eh? just doing diff stuffs. hahaha, fisrt did music, this &amp;amp; that, taught by Kayrui, felt so weird, stressed X.X he's like very pekcek liddat, damn scary =X thn went to the field. stood around, thn Hongwan come, fall us in and did drills. i couldnt instruments up down properly, so he fall me out, i went aside and who was that that taught me? oh kenneth.  he said must hear the sound when i smack the trombone against my neck, and he demostrated, i went... 'ouch.___.' and down i keep throwing the trombone to attack my leg. i feel rather retarded, and Kenneth was disgusted by my thumb, LOL. alright, that might be all , im dead beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5209179583614885228?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5209179583614885228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5209179583614885228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5209179583614885228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5209179583614885228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/bandd-bannd-banddd.html' title='bandd bannd banddd'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-4307174804149912138</id><published>2009-04-13T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:06:11.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reallll good (:</title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS REAL GOOD! mrsoh's not here today again, two free periods? oh yeah, class's using dunking machine for the donno what game event, i dont know how to swim, feel free to dunk me and see how i struggle in the water, it'll be an entertaining sight, i guess. i want to be dunked and i want to dunk peeps, esp you! lol. yeah, public speakking, Germaine moved beside me (: damn funny, we drew random pictures, i shall post them up tomorrow. its likw damn funny, &amp;amp;&amp;amp;tthe pictures are rated PG13 dont look if you're not, as for me, a few more days &amp;amp; i can take another glance (: maybe not, cause im the creator after all. LOVEME (: oh ya, the quizzes i did right? refer to sherlynn's blog for her answers, she's got freaking classic answers. damn funny, my sis say she want learn badminton, thn my mum said 'bang ni qu si la.' ohya, this morning PE ran 5 rouhnds around sch, damn funny, haoze went 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 SPIN! and he ran the wrong way cause i pushed him away. LOL. laughed like shit can. and had Science quiz today, walke down with Hakim cause he also havent do the quiz yet. thn Darryl&amp;amp;Gabriel took pic and put some lovelove or sth, I.WANT.TO.KILL.HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;s&gt;stole&lt;/s&gt; this from Crystal, shushh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LIFE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;Single and &lt;strong&gt;not very desperate&lt;/strong&gt; to get the status changed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you been in a relationship with any girl/boy before? If yes,who?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. A total mistake. Was a retard, i dont want to mention his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What do you see in a girl/boy at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;their... attitudes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Has anyone confessed to you before?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Has anyone said you were very handsome/pretty?&lt;br /&gt;Yep! Germaine's friend =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you were forced to like someone in primary school who will it be?&lt;br /&gt;I'D RATHER DIE! LOL , jkjk (: if i am forced, it'd be keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If you were forced to like someone in secondary school who will it be?&lt;br /&gt;idk idk idk! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Has any girl/boy kissed you before?&lt;br /&gt;Nahhh, my first kiss is still with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you like anyone of the opposite gender?&lt;br /&gt;Nahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Who is the most handsome/pretty in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Handsome =&gt; all the guys i went crazy at on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty=&gt; all the girls guys went crazy at on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;1) How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;158.5 cm .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Whats your weight?&lt;br /&gt;43kg, i never want it to increase again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you have short,medium or long hair?&lt;br /&gt;long, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you like make-ups?&lt;br /&gt;i pprefer being natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When did you stop peeing in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;shushhs, it was p2. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Would you rather eat or sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, DURHH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Would you rather cheat or steal?&lt;br /&gt;Neither! rather, if it's just for once, i'd cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) How long do you bathe?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, a range of 15-35 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) What's your hobby?&lt;br /&gt;Singing along to the music i'm listening to, MOST OF ALL, I LOVE TO PLAY MY TROMBONE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you like ice-cream?&lt;br /&gt;i love it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS(primary)&lt;br /&gt;1) Who is the prettiest?&lt;br /&gt;Sharon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Who is the most handsome?&lt;br /&gt;IDK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who is the smartest?&lt;br /&gt;YIXUAN{s}! (: TINGWEI! (: SIMRAN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Who is the stupidest?&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a best class, there's not stupid peeps, durh! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who is the most popular girl and boy in class?&lt;br /&gt;Girl =&gt; HUANGYIXUAN! Boy=&gt; KEITH, i presume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Who is well liked by opposite gender?&lt;br /&gt;YIXUAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Which boy &amp;amp; girl are you the closest to?&lt;br /&gt;Boy =&gt; keith! Girl=&gt; interclass:Sharon, Outerclass: Clarie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Who is the most hated boy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, used to be Xuhui, but everything's fine now :D we dont hate her anymmore, we should love everyone in class! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Who is the most hyper person in class?&lt;br /&gt;Me, KEITH, SHARON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Who makes you laugh alot?&lt;br /&gt;Keith&amp;amp;Sharon&amp;amp;Clarie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS(secondary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Who is the prettiest?&lt;br /&gt;Jannelle! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Who is the most handsome?&lt;br /&gt;i have the rights to be quiet right? cause i dont find shuai ones =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who is the smartest?&lt;br /&gt;Zenas. IT'S GONNA BE ME THIS TERM ALRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Who is the stupidest?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, not very sure (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who is the most popular girl and boy in class?&lt;br /&gt;Jannelle &amp;amp; Dylan, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Who is well liked by opposite gender?&lt;br /&gt;Jannelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Which boy &amp;amp; girl are you the closest to?&lt;br /&gt;Girl =&gt; Germaine. Boy=&gt; not really though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Who is the most hated boy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;none! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Who is the most hyper person in class?&lt;br /&gt;almost all? but most, surely credits to AISYAH&amp;amp;ME&amp;amp;GERMAINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Who makes you laugh alot?&lt;br /&gt;Germaine. JIAMIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 PEOPLE WHO MUST DO THIS!! MUST OK!!&lt;br /&gt;-Germaine&lt;br /&gt;-Crystal&lt;br /&gt;-Eugene&lt;br /&gt;-Sherlynn&lt;br /&gt;-Sharon&lt;br /&gt;-Clarie&lt;br /&gt;-Chingwen&lt;br /&gt;-Yixuan&lt;br /&gt;-Chengmun&lt;br /&gt;-Tingting&lt;br /&gt;-Sarah&lt;br /&gt;-Meifang&lt;br /&gt;-Jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;-Hakim&lt;br /&gt;-Lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another quiz &lt;s&gt;robbed&lt;/s&gt; from clarie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who are the girls you trust most?&lt;br /&gt;Sharon Clarie Germaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can you fill this up without lying?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What's the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;Kinder Bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Someone that made you smile today?&lt;br /&gt;The masterpiece of mine in my notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;This quz, durh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;23rd April (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the last person you took a pic?&lt;br /&gt;Germaine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is anything bothering you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What is more important, happiness or trust?&lt;br /&gt;Trust is present so that happiness can be present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What's the very first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you even know how to do the laundry?&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who's the last person that told you he/she loved you?&lt;br /&gt;am i stupid enough to disclose? OF COURSE NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When's the last time you had a headache?&lt;br /&gt;long ago (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Are you happy with the way things are going?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps. if something went more smoothly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Have you ever been awake for more than 2 nights straight?&lt;br /&gt;I cant live without SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Have you ever gone to court?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Where is the boy you want most?&lt;br /&gt;how i know when i havent even found one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Have you held hands with anyone recently?&lt;br /&gt;Yeps, neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the last person of the opposite sex to text you?&lt;br /&gt;Eugene Low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the last person you yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;Darryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many windows are open on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;four, does tabs count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;10.35, cause i was chatting to Sherlynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Honestly, if you could go back 1 month and change something would you?&lt;br /&gt;I.WANT.TO.TOP.THE.CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you know what you're wearing tmr?&lt;br /&gt;UNIFORM, UNIFORM, UNIFORM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What do you currently hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;Television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How has the week been?&lt;br /&gt;today's the starting, it's been alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Are you tired right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What should you be doing now right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was last night a good night?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i woke up late this morning (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-4307174804149912138?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/4307174804149912138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=4307174804149912138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4307174804149912138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/4307174804149912138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/reallll-good.html' title='reallll good (:'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-3382357857566882899</id><published>2009-04-12T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:04:57.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday huixing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZHENG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUIXING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wont be looking at my blog anyway, she's my neighbour (: anyway, went to granny's today to celebrate grandma's birthday (: although its next saturday though, but since not everyone's free on sat, we shall celebrate on a sunday, which is today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took lotsa pics, cousins keep saying i gotten fatter, and starting to have my sister's shape, which i seriously hate, they're plump, yeah, PLUMP, i wont say anything else. he just keep calling me Alicious #2, OH PLEASSEEEE. pissed =x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL (: im supposed to dedicate my love to sharon like what she did to me right? SHARON ILY. enough? (:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-3382357857566882899?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3382357857566882899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=3382357857566882899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3382357857566882899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3382357857566882899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-huixing.html' title='happy birthday huixing!'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-6073362713963490390</id><published>2009-04-11T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:46:52.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shittt.</title><content type='html'>had band today, was rather fun (: had sectional lunch with section(durh!), they discussed for awhile before deciding what to eat, went to magicwok in the end. i ate a waffle and thought it was enough cause im not that hungry afterall. i still remember that on the way there, there were dogs (: and they tried to keep away from it, in the end the dog ran away insteaddd. LOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before lunch did drills like crazy, almost fainted, backache+a little giddy. wow .____. hahhahaa. everytime do drills like that, never fall in thn like nothing happen like that .____. today's combine sucked, cause my side-reading skills a so damn freaking bad .__. feel rather retarded. brought my trombone home, gotta practice, practice, practice. time fore practices, i'll die if i dont. it's been time since i last brought my instrument home, it's been time since i last created chaos at home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go sleep. tmr's gonna be another long day @ granny's and damn it, my homeworks are still left undone. for goodness sake. can i burn them up?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-6073362713963490390?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/6073362713963490390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=6073362713963490390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6073362713963490390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/6073362713963490390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/shittt.html' title='shittt.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-2328973121467448167</id><published>2009-04-10T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:36:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I {HEART} GERMAINE,</title><content type='html'>I HEREBY DECLARE :&lt;strong&gt; I {HEART} GERMAINE&lt;/strong&gt;, (Sharon&amp;amp;Clarie too, but they're no way related to this subject.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightt, went to Vivo with Germaine, to watch confessions of a shopaholic. met chengmuntwice today, before i go and after i go, bothtimes at tpy central .____. whateverr, the show was nice, we reached too early, and Germaine and i went up to the 'pool'(?) up there, took pictures, rather lazy to put into comp, another day perhaps. the show was nice, Germaine&amp;amp;I decided to watchseventeen again, teehee (: thn went to see pets and went to arcade. went home, hahahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah im bored again, grabbed quizzes from facebook,&lt;strong&gt; YIXUAN'S OF COURSE (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Stupid Secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Be honest no matter what, then tag at least fifteen friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;downloaded from the net (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;Single (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you ever lost a close friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yepps. once, gotten them back alr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Rather happy, thinking life rocks for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. How many siblings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Whats your brother(s)/sister(s) names?&lt;br /&gt;Alicious (eldest) Joycelin(2nd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;noppe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;sleep, i do it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Angry at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;yes, HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's stopping you from going for the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Friends? but i have no one in mind currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, messaging Madeleine bout them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is there anyone you would do anything for?&lt;br /&gt;Friends&amp;amp;Family, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What you think about when you are falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams puhleese! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Mama! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;quite alot .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yawning occasionally when im doing this quiz, and breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you trust right now?&lt;br /&gt;i said, I {HEART} GERMAINE, SHARON, &amp;amp; CLARIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you kissed someone in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is your friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, everyone in the block is my friend (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Describe your life in one word?&lt;br /&gt;average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;FTPPS pals ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;homework which i cant be bothered with ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;my mother's television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was the last person who gave you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, Germaine? cause i was wearing the 'very huggable' tee during camp (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;Mama, she needed me to help her but i was taking my own sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your natural hair color?&lt;br /&gt;brownish-black, more of the brownn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Germaine, she was eating her prata and it was so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who was the last person to make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;that two yesterday, DURH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Is your hair curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;Straight naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Has anyone ever called you "scrumptious" before?&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, three (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Held hands with the opposite sex in the past 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, noppe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDD i just did, maybe i do it everytime. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, when i was p2. LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you happy with life right now?&lt;br /&gt;rather satisfied, will love it more if bitches dont belong to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you currently jealous?&lt;br /&gt;no. why should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What jewelry are you currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Earstuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What were you doing on friday night?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, blogging like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;yes! the other time i called Eugene Low a retard and he said he's heart-broken, is that counted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;yes. HER HER AND HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the last reason you went to the doctor for?&lt;br /&gt;just before the march holidays, 40 degrees celcius burning heat, flu, cough &amp;amp; sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;10.20 cause i was on th compp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;no. never so long .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more! (:&lt;br /&gt;Write the names of 21 friends you can think off the top of your head, and then answer the questions. Say you’re guessing if you don’t know, but at least guess on all of them. After doing this, tag your 21 friends to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1)Germaine&lt;br /&gt;(2)Yixuan&lt;br /&gt;(3)Chengmun&lt;br /&gt;(4)Sharon&lt;br /&gt;(5)Clarie&lt;br /&gt;(6)Diana&lt;br /&gt;(7)Chingwen&lt;br /&gt;(8)Xinyu&lt;br /&gt;(9)Xiaodan&lt;br /&gt;(10)Jannelle&lt;br /&gt;(11)Hakim&lt;br /&gt;(12)Jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;(13)Sherlynn&lt;br /&gt;(14)Zikry&lt;br /&gt;(15)Dayanara&lt;br /&gt;(16)Sarah&lt;br /&gt;(17)Meifang&lt;br /&gt;(18)Fatin&lt;br /&gt;(19)Terence&lt;br /&gt;(20)Keith.WONG.&lt;br /&gt;(21)Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 7?&lt;br /&gt;since kindergarten (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you and 15 had never met?&lt;br /&gt;my seat beside me'd be empty ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 20 and 1 dated?&lt;br /&gt;kill them, but they wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 17 cry?&lt;br /&gt;nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 4 and 16 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;nah, they're no lesbians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 11 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;super duper cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s 5’s favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;pink&amp;amp;grey? idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 9?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 8 speak?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 13 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;idk idk idk ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade is 16 in?&lt;br /&gt;secondary one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 17?&lt;br /&gt;nahh, im no lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 18 lives?&lt;br /&gt;toa payoh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about 4?&lt;br /&gt;she makes me laugh so happily, from the bottom of my heart, little peeps can do that to me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to tell 10 right now?&lt;br /&gt;THROW AWAY THE PAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about 20?&lt;br /&gt;teehee! the best male friend i ever had (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed 2?&lt;br /&gt;nahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the best memory you have of 5?&lt;br /&gt;her quiet looks and her scary&amp;amp;funny character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When’s the next time you’re going to see 4?&lt;br /&gt;my birthday ? (: i asked them out. i asked them to be free that day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is 7 different from 6?&lt;br /&gt;DIANA IS SO MUCH MORE QUIETER, DONT COMPARE HER WITH CW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 2 pretty?&lt;br /&gt;the girl that every guy loveeees! with the looks and the brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first impression of 15!&lt;br /&gt;=X i thought she was proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 3?&lt;br /&gt;primary school!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 15 your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;good, not besst (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate 12?&lt;br /&gt;why would i put a hated person in this list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 18 in the last month?&lt;br /&gt;yepps, met her on bus (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw 16?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to 5’s house?&lt;br /&gt;noppes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When’s the next time you’ll see 10?&lt;br /&gt;tmr if she has netball training, monday if she doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you close to 11?&lt;br /&gt;sort of (: cutieee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to the movies with 4?&lt;br /&gt;yepps, THE COFFIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten in trouble with 8?&lt;br /&gt;nah. we're good friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give 19 a hug?&lt;br /&gt;idk leh! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When have you lied to 3?&lt;br /&gt;teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 11 good at socializing?&lt;br /&gt;everyone of them are! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know a secret about 8?&lt;br /&gt;nahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe the relationship between 12 and 18.&lt;br /&gt;nah, dk each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the best thing about your friendship with 9?&lt;br /&gt;she's my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the worst thing about 6?&lt;br /&gt;too quiet ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on 12?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known 2?&lt;br /&gt;since Primary two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a fight with 13?&lt;br /&gt;noppe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 11 have a bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to punch 1 in the face?&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has 21 met your mother?&lt;br /&gt;yep, home econs project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 11?&lt;br /&gt;same secondary school. and class too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3?&lt;br /&gt;i always hit her =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live close to 7?&lt;br /&gt;she lives just a few blocks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 8’s favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;not so sure :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car does 1 have?&lt;br /&gt;she can't drive -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you traveled anywhere with 9?&lt;br /&gt;yepps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave 14 $100, what would he/she spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, badminton rackets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;thirteen more days... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-2328973121467448167?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/2328973121467448167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=2328973121467448167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2328973121467448167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/2328973121467448167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-heart-germaine.html' title='I {HEART} GERMAINE,'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-278815740133135288</id><published>2009-04-09T19:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:19:05.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im pissed.</title><content type='html'>this morning was okay ... but not in the afternoon, i was so fking pissed. today got Geography test, yes, my notes taking last night helped. i remembered the stuffs that was tested. i have &lt;strong&gt;some&lt;/strong&gt; long-term memory too, just that its &lt;strong&gt;not as active&lt;/strong&gt; (: i just forgot one plate movement then i went ): thn mother tongue. NOTHING GOOD TO SAY ABOUT, science, i forgot to bring worksheet down to bio lab so stood outside and i was the only girl, chatted with Haoze about band like no tomorrow and surprisingly Mrs Yap let me and Haoze in the room first . (: math? i dont careee. recess, as per normal . nothing much funny, found out Jared's full name, i just keep laughing at his chinese name while he laughed at mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn i kept repeating his name, and he pekcek and also repeat my name over&amp;amp;over again (: LOL. yeah Mrsoh's period, he nvr come so did random boring stuffs. thn i ask tchr if i can go behind&amp;amp; bond relation with my friends he said No. thn last ten minutes i asked again he allowed (: thn i went to sit with Germaine. started talking softly, or else he'll move us away, irritated Jared again, he's like, so damn funny alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn got science remedial, before that continued irritating Jared. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; i got so freaking pissed.&lt;/strong&gt; i irritate Jared, &lt;strong&gt;what's it gotta do with you two?&lt;/strong&gt; i laugh, cause i think it's funny, &lt;strong&gt;why do you need to comment?&lt;/strong&gt; if you think it's not funny, either endure with my laughter and continue emo-ing away down there, why must you look up and tell me 'i dont find it funny.' do &lt;strong&gt;i look like i CARE if you think it's funny? NO I DONT&lt;/strong&gt;, i dont give it a damn, i think its funny i laugh, if you dont think it iss, shut the fuck up and get the hell outta my sight or just shut up and continue emo-ing, dont interfere with my problems. yeah then i played with Jared. and sth reall fuiny happened and i laughed, &lt;strong&gt;and YOU TWO, STARED AT ME&lt;/strong&gt;. i know you've got big eyes, my eyes are small, so why the fish are you picking on me? you two got big eyes, Germaine &amp;amp; I DONT. wanna play staring? go find sharon, she's got much bigger eyes than yours. &lt;strong&gt;LOSERS.&lt;/strong&gt; I had enough, alright, first you isolate me,&lt;strong&gt; now you pick on me&lt;/strong&gt;, what else? TELL ME. LET ME BE PREPARED. I WANT TO KNOW &lt;strong&gt;WHAT YOU'LL DO TO ME NEXT&lt;/strong&gt;. TELL ME &lt;strong&gt;WHEN'RE YOU PEEPS GONNA DO&lt;/strong&gt; IT. TELL ME&lt;strong&gt; WHAT YOU PEEPS ARE GONNA DO&lt;/strong&gt;. MOST OF ALL, TELL ME &lt;strong&gt;WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS&lt;/strong&gt;. WHAT DID I DO WRONG, WHAT DID I DO, TO DESERVE SUCH TREATMENT, LOSERS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i just dont want another war to break out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. watching confessions of a shopaholic with Germain @ Vivo, anyone joining? LOL (: jkjk(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-278815740133135288?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/278815740133135288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=278815740133135288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/278815740133135288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/278815740133135288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-pissed.html' title='im pissed.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-199726907933400702</id><published>2009-04-08T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:37:11.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teeheeeee! :D</title><content type='html'>today, hmm . nth much happen (: just in th morning sth damn funny happened. Jiamin, Xiaodan, Germaine &amp;amp; Melissa laughed like crazy, especially Jiamin&amp;amp; I . yeppps! :D not gonna tell you what happened. so damn embarassing, but im not the one embarassed (: LOL. today had PE, play handball or sth? i dont rmb the name, i cant be bothered. all i know there's a goal&amp;amp;goal keeper, just that you dont get fouled when you throw it with your hands. damnnnnn funny. Jiamin &amp;amp; Aisyah are goalkeepers, Aisyah's in my group. damn funny. cause our group almost all netballers except for Germaine&amp;amp;me, the other group didnt manage to score that much(: so Aisyah was so bored and she stood there like a model. and &lt;strong&gt;Jiamin was so damn busy&lt;/strong&gt;, the balls keep going in and outta the goal post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when Mr Tng saw Aisyah, he went. &lt;strong&gt;'wow, modelling, selling the goalpost.'&lt;/strong&gt; and we bursted out laughing (:  LOL(: and after recess was home econs. the test was so damn hard can? i didnt study &lt;strong&gt;AT ALL&lt;/strong&gt;. whateverrr. thn we've got muffins to be made. Ms Erma said she didnt want &lt;strong&gt;ANY&lt;/strong&gt; egg shells in the mixture, and in the  end, she dropped half of the cracked egg shell into it. and she said, &lt;strong&gt;'ahemm, what i just did was to show you people the bad example. do not follow me alright. '&lt;/strong&gt; and we laughed again. LOL (: had assembly, Valerie Tan keep scolding .____. i nvr do anything also.____. just scold scold scolld. nth better to do seh. fishhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-199726907933400702?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/199726907933400702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=199726907933400702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/199726907933400702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/199726907933400702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/teeheeeee-d.html' title='teeheeeee! :D'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-141208868668128939</id><published>2009-04-07T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:47:54.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and YESSAHHH! Dylan's back. a warm warm warm warm welcome (: well thats it, yeah, got real high today? idk whyyy. everything was alright today, spent English lesson 'discussing' but we were saying disgusting stuffs. no much diff right? pronounciation almost the same la.&lt;br /&gt;ohya, and i hereby declare&lt;strong&gt;, I FELL OFF A BENCH DURING LUNCH.&lt;/strong&gt; i shall not wait for germaine to declare it for me, durhhs, i know it was retarded. but i attracted tons of attention. my back hurts, my butt hurts too, like no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that sounds rather retarded. well i AM retarded! whatever .____. i decided that i shall declare it before any Tom Dick or Harry declared it before me, itss my problem, afterall (: yeah, that was rather embarassing. i shall not elaborate anymore. and yes, maths level test. looked so hard, so hard to do, i dont give it a damn anymore (: i shall not worry bout things that's passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya i was so damn pissed yesterdayy. went out with two other peeps that seems to detest me quite alot? i dont give it a damn! its like. trying to isolate me? loserrrr. if you detest me why go out with me in the first place, loser? yeah and i SWEAR, i'll never go out with the two of you without anyone else present. I SWEARR, I'M SO GOING TO BRING TWO OTHER PEEPS SO I COULD ISOLATE YOU TWO . yeah dont get angry, if you get angry, dont get guilty, if you feel guilty, you're that b**** , since you think you are, i've got nothing to say. if i've got nothing to say, it's the end (: PEACE OUT~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i hate people from School N [a sch around TK]. they're so damn noisy. they make noise in the bus like no tomorrow. and today i saw a student from School N he slept and leaned onto an auntie's shoulder.  thn the aunty kept shrugging her shoulders. damn funny((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-141208868668128939?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/141208868668128939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=141208868668128939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/141208868668128939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/141208868668128939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-yessahhh-dylans-back.html' title=''/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5104463031269610383</id><published>2009-04-06T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:23:30.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOLDDDDDD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO TK BAND FOR GETTING GOLDDDDDDD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; honours? we will get it two years later, no worries! yes i love TK BAND! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps, TK band is not known just for their outdoor, but their indoors are real good too, toot! HIPHIP, HOORAYYYY. ohya, &amp;amp; today i was rather high. LOL ;D today during recess went to change. got two indian guys wanna fix th toiletbowl. just thn all th girls went in. and they were like so awkward and went outside. just then, i walked out, and almodst all girls evacuated from th toilet, and he asked me, anyone inside there? i was like, yes, one more. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;germain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e went: of course girl lahh! thn guy meh? and i bursted out laughing. that's about it, im too lazy to post now, cause im wayy too happy for tk band! hhooooorayyyyyys!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; today got public speaking, so damn freaking funny. the tchr ask us to make facial expressions when they give us the question. my question was like constipated and horny, it was like, shit la, why my group kenae this kindda things. well, Jintan did real good, supperrbb funny, Jac&amp;amp; I am thinking, why do they make us do facial expressions, they dont expect us to put on a constipated face on the stage while doing public speaking right?! LOL.&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/7519254253081686741-5104463031269610383?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5104463031269610383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5104463031269610383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5104463031269610383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5104463031269610383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/goldddddd.html' title='GOLDDDDDD.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-8149438640221832804</id><published>2009-04-05T20:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:48:36.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KABBBOOOOOOOM.</title><content type='html'>KABBBOOOOOOOM. gonna make it short. and peeps. dont tag me with my full name puhleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesse. its not sth iam proud of. LOL. lallaalalaa. alright, tomorrow's SYF for TKband :D i am confident that they'll come back with Gold With Honours. hiphip, hoorayy! :DDDDDDD &lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOGOGO TKBANDDDDD! :DDDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-8149438640221832804?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/8149438640221832804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=8149438640221832804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8149438640221832804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/8149438640221832804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/kabbbooooooom.html' title='KABBBOOOOOOOM.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-7780650803519963640</id><published>2009-04-04T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:13:21.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BANDDDD~!</title><content type='html'>teeheee! bandagain! yeah, high-timeagain! :DDD teeheeee. alright. got rather high today. Ethel keeps going around shaking peeps hands, but tickling them instead :D it was rather ticklish :D LOL . yeah, backache is coming to town~! my backache is back .____. yeah, ytd my sis keep making me laugh and i got backache out of a sudden, today hentak awhile thn gotta fall out, almost died .____. LOL. and my back is still aching like nobody's business now, tmr gonna sleep like no tomorrow. cause i'm so damn tired .____. teeheee. but today band was really fun. LOL. sectionals...? yep, Jiahao&amp;amp;Nicholas ran like crazy and i was sitting aside practising 'four seasons'. pheww... (: but it was rather fun la . the moment they sit down they start playing. LOL ;D yeah &amp;amp; i like it when Harith tried to imitate Nicholas&amp;amp;Jiahao's facial expression when they play. i say aside and laughed. LOL. but today was rathr okay for me, at least i managed to rmb th notesofr four seasons. LOL ;DDD oh yeahh, and im starting to love formations! sppeaking of formations, today i asked harith to take care of my spects and he left it lying around .____. nvm~! LOL ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. talked to sherlynn last night. and she told me stuffs about the section, like how did Y's nickname come from this&amp;amp;that, which was rather interesting ;DDD because of a lyric: 'Who put the goat in there, the yellow goat I ate' and caused that. teeheee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. i SWEAR. ishall ot help anyone with blogs anymore. so, hmm  nvr look for me to help you edit your blogskins, i wont :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-7780650803519963640?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/7780650803519963640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=7780650803519963640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7780650803519963640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/7780650803519963640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/bandddd.html' title='BANDDDD~!'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5682270110498679260</id><published>2009-04-03T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:23:57.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello... dylan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SdXiPaKJTMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Y5E8HaTlt7k/s1600-h/DYLAN!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320407289155898562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SdXiPaKJTMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Y5E8HaTlt7k/s400/DYLAN!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello. i made this specially for DYLAN, i know i'm not supposed to communicate with him, so i didnt send it to him. i just hope he'll see this here on my blog... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all 1F peeps, puhleese coppy th pic &amp;amp; paste on your respective blogs kay ? we really hope dylan will come back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5682270110498679260?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5682270110498679260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5682270110498679260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5682270110498679260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5682270110498679260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-dylan.html' title='hello... dylan.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SdXiPaKJTMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Y5E8HaTlt7k/s72-c/DYLAN!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5171913991015434691</id><published>2009-04-03T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:43:19.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this suckss.</title><content type='html'>yes, Crystal, Lydia, Hidayah, Meiying, hushh. stop crying alright...? i know you guys miss D, but... its like... i dont know how to say. i want him back too. but.. what can we do ...? we all want him back. lets just pray hard that he'd be back, fine, in one piece. just that he's turned over a new leaf. the girls will forgive him, im sure, hundred percent guarantee chop! its like. everyone makes mistakes. its like, who doesnt? nobody is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally understand the saying of 'curiosity kills the cat' . but cats have so called 'nine lives' its like. cant give him a seconnd life? just a second one. no more than that. i have confidence in him. i know he'll turn over a new leaf. just once, just one more chance. its not that hard afterall , puhleese....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh yeah,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE MORE DAYS TO SYF ;D hey peeps, DO  PROUD! :DDD best wishes ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5171913991015434691?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5171913991015434691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5171913991015434691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5171913991015434691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5171913991015434691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-suckss.html' title='this suckss.'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-3524399704940816101</id><published>2009-04-02T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:08:04.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>LOL. yeah. got so damn high today for dont-know-what-reason. i forgot every single thing of today. nothing much funny, nothingmuch made me laugh, maybe alot made me laugh, but it just dont create a great impression. so i forgot everything. so today's poost is about this length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, nvvm.... alright. in order not to make my posts too short, i shall post up my anthology of poems. hmm. maybe some. cause some are real emo [although they're not meant to be]. well, at least its about friends, but it turned out real emo. nvm i shall go watch tv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-3524399704940816101?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/3524399704940816101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=3524399704940816101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3524399704940816101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/3524399704940816101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7519254253081686741.post-5933191133227455782</id><published>2009-04-01T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:08:51.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoorrayyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY APRIL'S FOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, this morning Germaine and i kept fooling peeps. i went to Jeremy, i said 'JEREMY I LOVE YOU' and he looked sort of shy? and i went 'HAPPY APRIL'S FOOL!'. and he went .____. thn i went to a person[i forgot who] , i said ' hello, i love you' and i went, happy april's fool! th same went for jiamin. everyone was very pissed with me :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really really okay. no PE, i was rather glad. hmm, class was a little quiet today, i'm really really not used to it. but i guess we have to, cause this is th environment we should study in. and godbless, Haoze moved away from my back. hiphip, hooray! today was our home econs practical. th test for noodles. got rather okay, my sister loved it, she drank my cup of water after finishing it .____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. quite alot of things happened today, fire things refer to Crystal's blog puhleeese, im too lazy to blogg. and yeah. currently pranking Jared, i mean its over alr. he's so damn funny alright. he say, you sound like Cinthya at first, butnow, you sound like Hidayah. RETARDED!!!! LOL. hahhahaha. nvm nvm. alright, today i was really high. laughed laughed &amp;amp; laughed, we got a talk about Rhyme Rhythm&amp;amp; R______{idk what's that} thn before that they asked peeps to write down a poem on a paper, thn one person wrote :&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; I ADMIRE MISS LIM AHBER ALOT. SHE IS KIND AND COMPASSIONATE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everyone bursted out into laughter. and th next it wrote i admire MARIN alot. LOL! nd we went to bubbletea shop to get food. LOL. and yeah, i wanted to throw away my empty coke can, and asked Germaine to open th bin cover for me, but she refused to.____. and thnafter that i opened it on my own, and threw my coke can. after awhile i want to throw my waffle bag, and i went to oppen th bin cover and threw mine, from behind i can hear Germaine shouting: WAIT FOR ME, WAIT FOR ME. i ignored and closed th bin cap. LOL ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn Hakim&amp;amp;co. came. thn Hakim said stuffs to irritate us. and i chased after him, and he fell, i feel so contented. LOL! and thn we took th short cut back, and on th way dogs barked at us. and thn we bark back. i was really good at high-pitched barking. and i kept barking at jannelle's ear &amp;amp; irritating Jannelle&amp;amp;co with my barking. hahahahaa. had Geog, geog was alright~!!!! alrightt, and on th way home i was still barking. yeah, crazy. hahhahhaa. i suddenly think it was so fun to bark high-pitched notes. cause most other peeps cant reach my note :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7519254253081686741-5933191133227455782?l=itsall-over.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/feeds/5933191133227455782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7519254253081686741&amp;postID=5933191133227455782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5933191133227455782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7519254253081686741/posts/default/5933191133227455782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsall-over.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoorrayyy.html' title='hoorrayyy!'/><author><name>withlovees-x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07446414743255256294</uri><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/_Fzt7FpvcWi0/SeMXV1e_XGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ZeJMuEXIkso/S220/Image0188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
