<?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-14684522</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:04:58.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ScorCHin'scar</title><subtitle type='html'>huh&gt;...this Blog Belongs to A Person with  A very fickle mind...this person has her on and off days..so proceed wif caution...okay..wait...no...this sounds ...lame,,,n u noe wat...tat's wat u think too...now..argh..wat the heck am i doin???</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-116040230902398763</id><published>2006-10-09T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T06:58:29.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAhOoOoOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LIke many others im sure, many are rejoicing over the fact that...wait wait...lemme end of wait wait....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*AHEM * I NEED DRUMROLLS PPL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HEY I DUN HEAR ANY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;EXAMS ARE.....OVER! I REPEAT over!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OH NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;im turning into sherrie! darn! hee hee...i tell u, hanging with her really influences you man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1st day, she laughs like the Hee hee thing,,,u all noe rite,by the end of the day.DING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ur doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;we created a new language that just drives KERBY nuts, coz he cant figure it out(honestly i can too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sherrie and i would squeak in unison(in honour of YIYING) whoops,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;than kerby would get all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HUH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;she n i would look at each other n translate to kerby LMAO,, haha we honestly read minds(SWHohoooOOoooooOOoo) hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;then kerby does smthing dumb n says"sqk sqk" hahs n we'd gt all "offended" n tell hm to nt tok if he cant be civilised, or that he just said a bad wor,,honestly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the look on his face is just a laugh n a half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;haish today were chem n physics paper 1,,,haish wasted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;it is bloody easy, so why the hell did my mind freeze up huh! besides ive learnt anoter lesson, ive to trust my instincts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;at least 8 marks were lost due to my impeccable dumbness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;id shade an answer, than when i have time, id look back and start to doubt myself, then id change the answer..hahs like so hard to imagone liddat, dunno how many ppl must have been groaning coz of that dumbness,,, lo n behold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;OUR 1st answer was yup u guessed it,,CORRECT man i could swear now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;^&amp;)#(*$&amp;amp;#)(&lt;a href="mailto:*$@)#%^#)%*&amp;!)$)!@*&amp;amp;$)*&amp;$"&gt;*$@)#%^#)%*&amp;amp;!)$)!@*&amp;$)*&amp;amp;$&lt;/a&gt;@#_+!&amp;!@*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;n summore jeffrey arh! a warning to u yea,, watch ur words abt AHEM to me,,,i would scream, yea SCREAm into ur ears if u say that again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;after phy today(darn i tot ohysics first, so when chem paper came, man was i shocked"), it was like graduation day,,u noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;where evryone threw their hats n stuff...so many were whooping! man u feel all the senses o sanity flowing back to u,,(IM FREE) IM FREE I COULD FLY! OMIGOSH,,n blar balr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;while some ppl when to play soccer(totally expected), so wwent to play netball(AGAIN EXPECTED) ppl like me, n kerby went "HOME" only being dumasses gain, we accompanined benjamin to the bustops, then realised taking 180 would be faster,,wad e,,,THEN we turned back,,walao i noe im FAT but still dun have to sayu i burn more fats lo,,like who cares man, be comfortable abt urself..so selfcnsious for wad lh kerby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;WE TURNED BACK, n lked that helluva long route to 180 agaiun,,,,haish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;kerby being the ever-well-known cheapskate, backed out abt goin to swensons with me n sherrie, haish in te end we went to go to a new icecream shop, urgh i trie lemon flavuor with itallion coffee,,while sherrie gt DARK AWESOME CHOCOLATE N HAZELNUT haish bad call on my part,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;lmon was ugh an eyeopener, seriously, my eye cringed! hais contnuie tmr lahs bb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;rejoice, for we are, liberated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-116040230902398763?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/116040230902398763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=116040230902398763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/116040230902398763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/116040230902398763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2006/10/yahoooooo-like-many-others-im-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-115840372279354779</id><published>2006-09-16T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T03:53:30.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im in a funk</title><content type='html'>im in a funk...&lt;br /&gt;wat shld i do..&lt;br /&gt;slipped away"avril"&lt;br /&gt;Na na,&lt;br /&gt;na na na, na na&lt;br /&gt;I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;I don't forget you,&lt;br /&gt;oh it's so sad&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear meI&lt;br /&gt;remember it clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day I found it won't be the same&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are gone, now you are gone&lt;br /&gt;There you go, there you go&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I can't bring you back&lt;br /&gt;Now you are gone, now you are gone&lt;br /&gt;There you go, there you go,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere your not coming back&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day i found it won't be the same noo..&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;Was the day that i found it won't be the same oooh..."&lt;br /&gt;i cut some parts...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;this kinda reflects wad a funk im in now..&lt;br /&gt;hate to say it, i usually am guilty of alotta things, when u went, i felt numb, i didnt cry, no nothing,&lt;br /&gt;should i have.?&lt;br /&gt;only sometimes, i feel that i could certainly use ur HIGh n sunny presense,,,event though we didnt talk much,&lt;br /&gt;theres sure a hell lottat things u probably can help me with,&lt;br /&gt;things we used to tok abt, n laugh abt, now i dunno wad to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch?&lt;br /&gt;wth, we used to groan n whine abt it..hahas..sigh, now i could really use someone to share it with, maybe its a little late to make this a dedication, but still i dunno why my tots reverted back to u, esp on teachers day, memorable, a day i was happy, n proud of what i achieved(no mean feat), yet,,,there was this little cloud of darkness within me, you. i dreaded the day coming, not only that afterwards, i would have nothing to do woth prefects, nor the ug council...but i was gonna have to face ur absence... many wouldnt want to tok abt u..but i needed someone. ppl would think i was just trying to arise a topic that shld have been forgotten, but u will nvr be forgotten...like the lyrics,,,i miss u...deep down. so here i am...indulging in todays technology, just pouring out something that probably i wouldnt really discover...goodness i dunno wats happening to me...&lt;br /&gt;man...hahas...so emo...lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k..stop...i shall stop now..&lt;br /&gt;but smthing is bothering me....i just havent exactly really uncovered it...hahs well&lt;br /&gt;next post is gonna be funny haix&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks to exams lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-115840372279354779?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/115840372279354779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=115840372279354779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115840372279354779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115840372279354779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-in-funk.html' title='im in a funk'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-115555523890689924</id><published>2006-08-14T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T05:24:23.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAREWELL SEC 4s!</title><content type='html'>haha FAREWELL SEC 4s....GD riddance...lol...jk jk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on fri, the 11th august wad our npcc farewell party, n MUNE made me wear a tank top lol,,,thanks arh gurls,,,,for u,, the first time i wore a tank top out,,lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how much i luv her? haha wahh she must be honored,, but then again i kip wondering how a small gurl like her could intimidate me into wearing a tank,,,ahh well, i got a reebok, awesome and oh so pretty jersey haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could pass off as a tank top, WOAH IT WAS (to me) SO PRETTY larh!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL! kk,,, it was the sec 3s turn to u noe organise in i must say that things were pretty hectic, guo wei was the head of planning n good job i must say!! WHOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sec 3s rocked , even until then, we still hadnt a performance in mind,,,mark din bring his fort minor disk for us, so yea we had to rush elston to burn it for us,,,darn u lah mark. lol jk jk we are soo last minute, n i guess thats the beauty of us sec 3!! i'm starting to luv npcc more n more again, hah last time it was a chore to just come... bring ur stuff, n bring it back, i luved it in sec 1, but didnt like it in sec 2 .&lt;br /&gt;now i think i finally understand why the seniors dun understand how come so little people turned up everytime.&lt;br /&gt;in sec 1, it was a way to make frens, n heck, have fun.&lt;br /&gt;in sec 2, u b3gin to mix, u begin to develop, n u just dun give a damn about ur cca, u just wanna live it up, u wanna be with ur frens n yadadaddadda...well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEC 4s!! i get it!! i FInally Do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-115555523890689924?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/115555523890689924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=115555523890689924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115555523890689924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115555523890689924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2006/08/farewell-sec-4s.html' title='FAREWELL SEC 4s!'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-115461162239049038</id><published>2006-08-03T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T06:27:02.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 things Girls Should Know About Guys30 Things Guys Want Girls To Know!!1. We're not as perverted as you think we all are.&lt;br /&gt;2. No matter what YOU say, your ex-boyfriend IS a LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;3. We like you to give us &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='hugs and kisses'; return true;" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 3px double; TEXT-DECORATION: none" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;k=hugs%20and%20kisses"&gt;hugs and kisses&lt;/a&gt; sometimes too.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't argue with us when we call you beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't treat us like crap, what goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;6. We know you're pretty, that's one of the reason's we're going out with you.&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't go into detail about your period. It scares us.&lt;br /&gt;8. If you have cramps and we ask you what's wrong, just tell us it's that time of the month and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;9. If you really liked us for us, you would let us think that our mustache, beard, or sideburns looked cool.&lt;br /&gt;10. We never shave our legs. So get over it.&lt;br /&gt;11. NEVER ask us if you can put makeup on us. It's just wrong............&lt;br /&gt;12. Don't make bets about us, because one of your friends will tell us, if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;13. When we tell you that you're not fat, believe us.&lt;br /&gt;14. We absolutely do not care about the Backstreet Boys, *NSYNC, 98 Degrees, or what any other guy looks like for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;15. We may not be able to pee accurately all of the time, but at least we can stand up and go pee.&lt;br /&gt;16. Just cause you think you're always right, doesn't mean that you don't have to apologize when you do something "wrong."&lt;br /&gt;17. You expect us to say and do sweet things for you, but it would be nice if you did the same every once in a while. We like to know that you love us.&lt;br /&gt;18. We can't always be spontaneous, so try to help us make the plans sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;19. Don't ask us to beat up another guy for you, cause you might get what you wish for.&lt;br /&gt;20. Never kick us in the nuts "just to see what we would say". That's just mean.&lt;br /&gt;21. Never pretend like you are going to break up with us and laugh when we believe you.&lt;br /&gt;22. Pamela Anderson's boobs aren't fake anymore, but we like yours better anyway.&lt;br /&gt;23. Size doesn't matter, except to idiots who don't want a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;24. PMS is not an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;25. If you want us to put the seat down when we're done, you should put it up when you're done.&lt;br /&gt;26............ Don't tell us how cute your ex-boyfriend was. That doesn't turn us on.&lt;br /&gt;27. And always remember: The way to a guys heart is through his stomach..... and maybe....oh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;28. NEVER ask us to kiss other guys. You might be that comfy with your friends, but to us it's just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;29. We always notice how funny it rip out our heart,stick it down our throat and still want to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;30. And last but not least: We know you're not always right, but we'll pretend like you are anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey any comments?? haha u think its true? well..if i had one...heck why would i want him to kiss other guys... lol&lt;br /&gt;siao..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;buzzing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-115461162239049038?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/115461162239049038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=115461162239049038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115461162239049038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115461162239049038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2006/08/30-things-girls-should-know-about.html' title=''/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-115390624237956846</id><published>2006-07-26T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T02:30:42.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HEEEEEYYYYYY peeps!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haha today..was rather eventful...hmmm...besides the fact that...hmm...nevermind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after lots of deliberation, we, the teacher's day committee had finally come to a decision...basically, we could only let in two bands...n we tried to let everyonein...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we wanted and is hopefully still accounted for,,,that we're NOT bias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we were kinda worried abt how x grp would take it if, they didnt get in ...ahhh but wad the heck...they gt in so HAHAH nothing to worry abt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i SOOOOOOO miss &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; yaw.,.today that new relief teacher steped in today..n no one noticed a thing !!! LMAO!!! haha n not even ms yee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ahaha..ms yee rocks lar...come on peeps..she trying lol...STOP TALKING AND DO YOUR WORK ALREADY!!!! N STOP TALKING NONSENSE LAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;as dear mr jansen said...we must give new teachers a chance mah....only then they become experienced..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;urgh....u noe wat??? mr sam....HAS JUST (AGAIN) compared me to *shudder* her...yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck puipuipui pui pui pui pui pui pui////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;COME ON DOOD!!! stop comparing MOI to hER!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WE ARE 2 SEPARATE individuals!!! one....who has no brain,...n shooting loud comments...which does not incur anyone's laugh, nor does it please anybody!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;GURL!!! LEARN TO SHOUT UP!!!! i wanna be peaceful sometimes u noe...but do i get any ard YOU!!!???? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! so much for joel suffering...i think i suffer more...everytime she speaks...my hair stand..chills are sent down my spine...n i wringe from her utter and terrible high pitched nonsensical voice...n JOSEPH!!! ZHIHAO!!!! I ! i repeat ! AM NOT HER FRIEND AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well...tmrs joel and his princesses 2 week anniverasary...the only pleasure she brings me is to try n shut her up...but heck its not working anymore...she talks even more...N!!! haha can tease joel abt it ahahaah hope ur reading it!! MUAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n come on dude...i will go to the ends of the world...to get waay form him...u n mark are two disgusting souls! ON WHAT GROUNDS DO U MAKE THOSE IRRELEVANT REMARKS DUDE!!! urgh...or maybe u probably get fun from me writhing from those things u guys say..but haha what ever...i cant stand him...heck...maybe i like ur princess better...hatred runs deep..n i'd be a fool to even feel an inch of *like* for him...u 2! shaddup.....GLADYS OSO!!!! or maybe how mrs goh pronounces it...glady! ahahhhahahahahahaah i think we oughta come up with a gurl mark totally detests...hmmm...C-poo doesnt seem to work on him..hmmmm ideas anyone???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lol....well there's lot more to say....n heck...i'd probably like it better to speak it out then to write it out...yea..im lazy...so wad ...? bu shuang ah?? hahah  kiddin kiddin...heck...two gays behind are actually afraid of paper pellets...man...if we gurls are afriad...can understand...but those two??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the supposedly very man n atheletic ones....MUAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA mark gt thick skin HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;skootin off! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WEeeeEEeEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-115390624237956846?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/115390624237956846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=115390624237956846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115390624237956846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115390624237956846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2006/07/heeeeeyyyyyy-peeps-haha-today.html' title=''/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-115184008638076598</id><published>2006-07-02T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T04:34:46.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hheeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>wats wif ppl....are they changing? or am i? haix...nevermind guess i shouldn't bother... well, today, i'm gonna share with you guys,,,who have not touchd poetry since sec2.... this poem has a special place in my heart for....a long long time now. then, the movie in her shoes kinda sorta made it bigger oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this poem's by E.E Cummings&lt;br /&gt;I carry Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry your heart With Me,&lt;br /&gt;i CaRry it IN mY hEArt,&lt;br /&gt;i Am never Without It,&lt;br /&gt;AnyWhEre i go, YOu go&lt;br /&gt;My Dear&lt;br /&gt;&amp; whatever is done,&lt;br /&gt;BY OnlY me is YOur doINg , My darling&lt;br /&gt;i fear......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no fATe....&lt;br /&gt;for you are my fate, My sweeT&lt;br /&gt;i wAnt no world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For beautiful YOu ARE my world , my tRue&lt;br /&gt;And it's YOU are whatever a moon has always meant&lt;br /&gt;AND whatever a sun will always sing is you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows...&lt;br /&gt;here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud&lt;br /&gt;AnD the sky of the sky of a tree called life;&lt;br /&gt;Which grows higher than the soul can hope or the mind can hide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry YOur heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry it in my heart,,,,,, AWWWWWW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-115184008638076598?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/115184008638076598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=115184008638076598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115184008638076598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115184008638076598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2006/07/hheeeeeeeeee.html' title='hheeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-115063080226170428</id><published>2006-06-18T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T04:40:02.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ECH two in 10 minutes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the bright side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vented all my anger,,,&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYAYAYAYAYYYYAYAYAYYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a bronze in the tournament!!!!! YAY...&lt;br /&gt;do you think that it'd go to my cca points?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,,,&lt;br /&gt;i can rest now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that my life has always been good to me,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have accomplishments which she has none to talk off...&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt have a talent.....other than backstabbing but hey...no complaints from me,....&lt;br /&gt;n now....even though i've been slacking off from the 1st half of the year, i'm gonna prove to all the ppl who didnt believe i didnt do it,,,,i WILL MAINTAIN GOOD RESULTS &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;maybe&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbling* i will show you...*baring my teeth now*....i will,,,just you wait you friggin ppl!! maybe,,,i'll go relax first and crop back into my raging fury...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but watch out ppl...i'm just getting used to this year, ,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-115063080226170428?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/115063080226170428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=115063080226170428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115063080226170428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115063080226170428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2006/06/ech-two-in-10-minutes-hahah-but-on.html' title=''/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-115063045158291620</id><published>2006-06-18T04:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T04:34:11.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hee,,,,after being out action for ahem...AWHILE..hee...i have,,,,come on applauses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADE AN EFFORT TO omg POST A MESSAGE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,,, alot happened lately,,,the past month of may actually,,,didnt want to write anything at all,, i guess this is what they mean by trying to RUN wawy from it all...i'm sure you probably noe what happened,,,and no matter what the judgement was, i maintain that i AM INNOCENT...k,,it's frustrating,, just coz this little despo gurl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo needing to be in the spotlite for one, let the perception of actually having A FRIEND!!! go into her head,, oh well, i guess being in a new class, having a friend and i guess, that attention haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well what can you say about that,,she needs,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FESSIONAL HELP...&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you agree,,,,?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n incidently,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-poo i talked about in my very first post, helped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that both two despos tried to get another innocent person,,,,namely jasmine,,to get a false testimony against me,,,haix what does that say about desperation,,,falsly accusing people...friggin A**HOLEs,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just shrug it off and it'll be alrite,.,&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hey i did post,,,&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda like confiding in this dinky little computer,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH EVERYONE ELSE gets to read it,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,,,,still have to do ss. n geog ispl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALP ME!!!!! wth,,,english is tough man,,,i dunno how to do the compre,,,&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhHh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugged off outta here*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-115063045158291620?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/115063045158291620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=115063045158291620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115063045158291620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/115063045158291620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2006/06/heeafter-being-out-action-for-ahem_18.html' title=''/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-115063043631117850</id><published>2006-06-18T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T04:33:56.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hee,,,,after being out action for ahem...AWHILE..hee...i have,,,,come on applauses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADE AN EFFORT TO omg POST A MESSAGE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,,, alot happened lately,,,the past month of may actually,,,didnt want to write anything at all,, i guess this is what they mean by trying to RUN wawy from it all...i'm sure you probably noe what happened,,,and no matter what the judgement was, i maintain that i AM INNOCENT...k,,it's frustrating,, just coz this little despo gurl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo needing to be in the spotlite for one, let the perception of actually having A FRIEND!!! go into her head,, oh well, i guess being in a new class, having a friend and i guess, that attention haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well what can you say about that,,she needs,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FESSIONAL HELP...&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you agree,,,,?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n incidently,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-poo i talked about in my very first post, helped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that both two despos tried to get another innocent person,,,,namely jasmine,,to get a false testimony against me,,,haix what does that say about desperation,,,falsly accusing people...friggin A**HOLEs,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just shrug it off and it'll be alrite,.,&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hey i did post,,,&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda like confiding in this dinky little computer,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH EVERYONE ELSE gets to read it,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh,,,,still have to do ss. n geog ispl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALP ME!!!!! wth,,,english is tough man,,,i dunno how to do the compre,,,&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhHh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugged off outta here*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-115063043631117850?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-114354234570996149</id><published>2006-03-28T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T02:39:05.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAZING DISCOVERY</title><content type='html'>woot woot....watevaer that means lah....today lee jing, zheng yang , zhi hao and i were going GAGA over some pictures we saw on the web...n NO...it iznt those SORt of photos....puh-lease....AND oh yah i forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEE, i'm &lt;a href="mailto:UPDATING@@@!!!!!!!come"&gt;UPDATING@@@!!!!!!!come&lt;/a&gt; on"celebration time COME ON!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, listening to mazzy star right now, something called fade into you, it's slow and dunno why, but i'm actually liking these kinda songs....hmmm...but hey, i'm digressing, i think that's how it's spelt lah... anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started with zheng yang going crazy over b-ball, dunno why but it's a little too sudden, and was trying to IMPRESS jasper chua moving ball, coz he's manager or watever, but then we went to the com lab. incidently he started searching on b-ball, god noes wat. than i'm not sure either ....kk...then zhihao comes on and typed various PPL'S NAMES....and it wasn't FUNNY OKAY!!!....stop insulting my name arh!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for fun, LJ said why not try mr samuie's name, and k, we did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LO AND BEHOLD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr samuies face(lookin much younger dere) POPPED OUT AND LITERALLY SCARED ME DEAD!...we started laughing and laughing, then zhi hao, mr oh-so dramatic came along, with tag-along zhengyang, than "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH....OH MY GOD!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooOoOOOOoOooooOoOOOOoooOOOOOly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha their expression was priceless....and pretty soon, everyone checked it out...gosh., i knew he was tat sort of person but i didn't think he'd actually pose for pictures...and so professional too....&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really, in an ironic way, unexpected....u noe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness...&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;gracious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just wasting space here...haha....buzzing off...buZzzZZZZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-114354234570996149?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-114009237826137154</id><published>2006-02-16T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T21:03:24.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yaya....fine i'll admit it... &lt;a href="mailto:i@M"&gt;i@M&lt;/a&gt; LAZY!!!! one of the 7 deadly sins.....oooooooooooo scary...&lt;br /&gt;we had a meeting yup about the march camp proposal, so wad's the big deal, let's just get it done right...!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no!! they're NOT free......NOOoooo they have this they have that. as though i don't have like that...i HAVE PRESSURE like any other real human being but hey..i GUess i'm the onli one free rite....that's so bull, come one....just get it done alrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also wad's with a certain bigshot telling me to shhhhhhhh EvERY SINGLE TIME A MAKE A BLOODY FREAKIN SOUND!!???? wad's with a certain bigshot favouring people, hey that not fair...with tat sum1 telling us that it's not becoz they're favourin ppl, it's tat we have no initiative watsoeva. that's such a Lie"!" in their minds, they've already know who they want as what. honestly so much for not having anyINITIATIVe'oooo'&lt;br /&gt;hello when there's no chances to give is there anyway that there'll be chances to take..this whole dam thing is so political and i hate it....the people who in their minds already chose people for certain things have no idae wat those ppl put on for show...tat they're VERY RESPONSIBLE....well i think my juniors are rite..u ghav to agree that hey the only talents they have is BUTT-KISSERY or the first impression they have on a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have no idea wat qualities a person have...so they shouldn't be the one to make a decision...GREAT no need to tell i'm SUPER UBER PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k..well today i think i did okay.....with geog and ss test....however it's a whole different world when u speak abt math.basically i get the concept..no prob/......if i have queries...turn around and u get wei jian..AKA math pro...of scream kerb help!! kerby comes pounding...&lt;br /&gt;first impreesions on certain pp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-114009237826137154?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/114009237826137154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=114009237826137154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/114009237826137154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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with my favourite one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARCASTIC&lt;br /&gt;ppl might call me mean but tch. sarcasm is in my blood...get wad i mean...PPL WANT to be sarcastic and end sounding stupid....n dead silence. very akward like this gurl...wun tell u who..DUH. she always ask me why do i have to ans back...or something...eh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-113453938976667204?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/113453938976667204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=113453938976667204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/113453938976667204'/><link rel='self' 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not to do anything in it...and after holidays, hell reigns again..this time more so. the sec3 yr, i've a feeling everyone's gonna feel the heat but HOT WORDS&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st week of school is a waste of time. the 1st day is like any other. the next day onward till the end of the week will be some day camp for the Whole LEVEl...great..DAy CAmp....sounds like those childcare centers/// i noe the sec 4 are having some sort of water carnival o sumting...another thing...watsup with SWIMMING CARNIVALS....will it be like some school ritual. onli i've a feeling sec 3 are just gonna hang around school;...WHOOPEDEDOO!!! then next week i think there's some hari raya holiday for us, on 16th the sagano high pupils are coming to school. onli i need help with that. i'm in charge of their food..heheh(evil grin spreading wide......VEri wide) If there's food left for them...nono...just kidding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is i'll need about 8 food ics. i for a ethnic group table maning a booth. then, in order to let them have some fun,,,,mingle with the japanese students(if they understand what u say) there'd be shifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details details..&lt;br /&gt;When 16th jan.&lt;br /&gt;sec three level, i mean the WHOLE level would be erm...say.....taking care of them....&lt;br /&gt;i NEED FOOD ICS PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;they'll&lt;br /&gt;-need to move the canteen tables up to the lecture room&lt;br /&gt;-arrange the ood in an inviting sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;-hang around in the &lt;strong&gt;air-conditioned room, say hello to the japanese ppl, tell them what sort of food each food on the booth ur maning is and hey....&lt;/strong&gt; that's all.....if u get ur friends along...u pretty much be able to play around with them.....u get the left over food....if still have alot TA bao it...so...by the bold letters u can tell i am REALLY despo here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far..&lt;br /&gt;i've onli got..&lt;br /&gt;_cheryl&lt;br /&gt;-liying&lt;br /&gt;-silvia?&lt;br /&gt;-MING xian&lt;br /&gt;-eugene&lt;br /&gt;so if there's any others willing...PLEaSE tag my board...but first i have to accept u lah..depends if ur u-noe-huuuupooo..chrissie POO  noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special dedication to YIYING&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN U BE SOOOOOOOOOO BLUR&gt;&gt;&gt;I BET HALF THE PPL NOE HU I"M TALKING ABOUT&gt;&gt;&gt;THE ONE TRYING TO SQUEEZE TEARS OUT&gt;.....getahint....&lt;br /&gt;C-pooo...if u still dun noe....ask other ppl.._exasperated tone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-113385724908924995?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/113385724908924995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-113073359410824596</id><published>2005-10-30T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T20:39:54.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was tears...just tears 1</title><content type='html'>just recounting what happened on friday....wow,,,,we're gonna be SEC 3..&lt;br /&gt;friday, initially everyone was just all happy and stuff playing taboo...me n my cam... but all those happiness just flowed away, overcome with grief and sorrow those happi-go-lucky ppl i once knew to be just cried,..some faked obvious..."u noe hu" tried to squeeze out all the tears she could muster, u noe how, by scrunching up her face to be the even more pig-faced she could ever be, he face was going purple and she was gasping for air...AFTER she saw everyone else cry...yap...still the same...old....nonsensical..warthogfaced, LITTLE FAT COPYCAT..*sigh* i just had to have one last go at her..oh lord i pray..don't let her come to my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbly ying was tearing away, so were almost everyone else, looking at them...my heart kinda wrenched, sorta giving way to my feelings but no i was teary-eyed but i DID NOT CRY!!! wat liying was doing was just really unexpectable yet predictable...i knew she would cry and all. but fer the life of her...she just squatted down and cried, sobbed,  choked, and wat not...she was sobbing sooooooooooooooooo hard i could hardly make out the words she was saying but in the end i gopt it just somehow..i got it..she just wanted to cry her heart out and i was in no position to stop her..no matter what i would say abt we still being in the same sch...she just simply looked at me and choked we wouldn't sit together anymore...yes..i wouldnt get to bully her anymore....i knew no amt of words would comfort anybody so heck....no point trying...everyone just hugged everybody, but somehow..i just wanted to be away...hell even michelle cried was unexpected coz she always seemed to me to be one tough gal..she told me heck ....no one else could understand when she was talkin abt harry potter and stuff but me..n some other things...i just kept walking around sort of pushing back those tears u noe....like soetimes tilting ur head backward so the tears wun show...haix....part 2 some time later....*SOBB*..friends would be friends no matter what ..nothing can destroy them got it!??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-113073359410824596?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/113073359410824596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=113073359410824596' title='0 Comments'/><link 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yaya...i mean i gotta get over it already...todae got sumthing wrong wif bro's creative zen touch...crap...i .....am ...soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo deeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddddddddddddd....nvm..is his problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just started reminseing wad de ah yah spell wrong nvm lah...about last week...wow quite long ago ar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...HOILDAY MUAHAHAHAHAH den handball com MUAHAHAHAHAHH guess hu won(ohyeahohyeah) E4 BABy!! aniways lemme play commentator...for gurls.&lt;br /&gt;here we go.&lt;br /&gt;First match up is e4 against the ever-violent and irrational 2N2 ppl clap hands...&lt;br /&gt;ang e4 jumper carryl or shao yan get the balls she passes it to somebody but due to the unfavourable conditions in today playing field the damned ball slips..omegosh wats to happen now? oh heck it's picked up by the &lt;em&gt;other team&lt;/em&gt; ughhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;great and she FUMBLES!!!!! picked up by cassandra ru of the e4 team (oo yah oh yeah!) and I"LL BE DAMNED the opponent FOULS!!!! REFREE KAYU AH DAMMIT!!!,,, wat sorta refree are there nowadays are there only blind ones left...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that crazzy ger practically grabs the ball trying to snatch the ball outa cassie's hands n the tugging match struggles on for 1, no 2 no 5 NO !!! 8 min....wat u dam ref,,,,never see. de...&lt;br /&gt;that maniac got the ball from poor poor cassie and she scores....crzy u call tat a goal ...&lt;br /&gt;and wat's wif always lifting ur leg when u throw a ball!!?? huh!!!?? tryin to throw far...u call that pathetic throw far!! miserable..call yourself the best player of the team...utterly disgraceful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap mum's here....later bah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-112962925032575937?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/112962925032575937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=112962925032575937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112962925032575937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112962925032575937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmmwowexplodeswad-nonesense-ppl.html' title='hmmm...wow...explodes..wad nonesense ppl!!'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-112953194750470045</id><published>2005-10-16T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:52:27.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate everything</title><content type='html'>now just writin..i'm feeling no emotions watsoever...got back my results less than satisfactory...lost to &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; in a lotta stuff....discontented, outraged ast LKP's lack of senstisism...hav no idea if i could go to e3 at all.. i feel no life, i feel kinda lost...dunno wat to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       i dun  think i can accomplish anything, i'm a failure..i dun think i'll tell my parents abt it. just real empty. u can hear a pin drop fer god's sake, we won the handball competition yippeyeadodadde but after gettin my results...hey...i'm toast..i'm sooooo average now...u noe how tat feels...???? i won be in top 10 now, i wun be 4th in class now, nor would i go to a class of my choice. everyone improved like hell..onli why am i so stagnent? this is the most important exam and i seem to do that bad...every time an important exam crops up...i feel like letting go...why....all i can hope now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                        is for my other exams to pull up this one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-112953194750470045?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/112953194750470045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=112953194750470045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112953194750470045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112953194750470045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-hate-everything.html' title='i hate everything'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-112452423934712368</id><published>2005-08-20T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:45:32.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..worst week ever in my 13 yrs history</title><content type='html'>u noe, dun u ever feel that a year is too short u cant do much, u wanna hav a longer year with ur frens and stuff, budden look forward to holidaes n never seeing school?...iz hard to say lah this kind of feeling onli this is the worst week,,,,,but best year get wat i mean??...sorri to disappoint my fans of previous posting but i feel i shouldn't waste mie day on it...er...i mean &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week see chia..got wat should be expected of a proposal, she's a cool lady lah..i just realised tat i hav a lot of hatred in my body, burning and fuelling mie life.. not...jus dunwanna get into details. fingers to frozen.haix dis is soo old news....now on a 16 oct i'm writin dis...well....seen kee liao..sae mos prob can..dunno...lah..heck care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-112452423934712368?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/112452423934712368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=112452423934712368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112452423934712368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112452423934712368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmworst-week-ever-in-my-13-yrs.html' title='hmm..worst week ever in my 13 yrs history'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-112436376033862158</id><published>2005-08-18T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T00:44:26.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRessurE AR</title><content type='html'>Ah yah.....pressure.....this..here, that here. lol lah...cannot take it any longer...TERM # SUCKS LIKE HELL...EVEN WORSE THAN HELL&gt;&gt;EVEN HELL COMPARED TO TERM 3 HEll IS PARADISE!!!....dunno....when ppl celebrating the damn burfdae of the nation,...guess hu wasn celebrating....oh yah...VEri clever ppl...MI!!!!!...did watch the parade though,,,hee mie BROTHER IS THERE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;(sobbing wif Pride)..rite...juz dun tell him i said that...heck lah....i tole him he like totally sucked there lah...(IMA LIAR!!)..brother-sister relationship is kinda simple yet complcated..i really love hi lah...budden u noe mah...dun wanna admit it...i dunno i like boasting abt mie bro lah....just freakin proud..haiz...~what can i do, wat can i do~,,,best guy i ever met....sarcastic...look quite alike.(according to sherrie..nvr even seen him wif mi lar), however i do seem lack of wat to sae abt him onli i noe he's like super romantic(yuck man), pity his to-be girlfren, funny and for some reason, ALWAYS COMPARING TO MI. oh dude, wat is wrong wif mi, i'm COMPLIMENTING HIM!!!!! ee....go pyscho liao...omg omg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-112436376033862158?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/112436376033862158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=112436376033862158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112436376033862158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112436376033862158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2005/08/pressure-ar.html' title='PRessurE AR'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-112323597220468339</id><published>2005-08-05T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T02:59:32.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hai.</title><content type='html'>ya ya i noe i haven been blogging lah..stop bugging mi mah.. yep 1st things 1st, yinying tole mi she wasn't a hamster yesterdae...(big surprise)..fine so now i will NOT call her a hamster. i had air rifle practice yesterday too..man it went like shit...total catastrophe, i lost to gracia, i dunno why, i hate losing to her..i noe this sounds super competitve but it sorta feels like i been taken over by the green monster..OOOOOOOOO!!! i was HORIBLE!!!!!!!!!!! THIS WHOLE WEEK WAS HORRIBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OTher den wed...i got back mie maths test and i got quite well for it, plus the npcc training was like super funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this tone-deaf guy starts singing somthing like"OOOOOOOO I"M NOT OKAY, I'M OKAY.." that sorta thing coz we were having some sort of rehearsal for us contingents, and for dose performers,,...eeeyuck...pui pui pui!! all we could hear were some screaming banshees and like some one got hit by a car...WHERE"S THE SJABs fer cryin out loud..ironic that i should use tat word,,,coz i was actually cryin in laughter only silently...madly bobbing mie head up and down and up and down...and i was doin' drills lah....so had to controll myself but eventually, things got soooooooooo bad that we couldn hear the commands over the loud wailing. and the &lt;em&gt;sir&lt;/em&gt; guy couldn help it but started laughin...ah ayh to dae dun feel like bloggin lah..maybe tomorrow or something...the horror awaits me....&lt;br /&gt;DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE &gt;LIAOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-112323597220468339?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/112323597220468339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=112323597220468339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112323597220468339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112323597220468339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2005/08/hai.html' title='hai.'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-112245414783182539</id><published>2005-07-27T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T01:51:16.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everydae oso got..</title><content type='html'>haix, wat has schooling come to these daes??...Y??n wat... everydae oso got tests if not, is getting back tests., This week we kinda have some peace coz Edwin izzn here, nthing much lah...nth worth writing aniway... BUT... tere were some little conspiracies as wat chery calls them...(i'm forced to rite this..it's against my willbudden if not she'll come after mi)..NO1...wat dear Yiying has so "cunningly' told mi...tat Michelle got thru the auditions to our school's BBSs idol...budden she didn even go 4 de auditions...now why...they supposedly recorded her voice n sent it in....THEN AGAIN...that never happen......this thing is so boring...i wanna change mie skin liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's always the topic of mi losing to mr Siow...why??!! WHY?? is heaven so UNFAir...not like i care abt it like tat..siah lah...ask 4 an extra mark making almost everyone aroun him depressed,...dun get mi wrong...it's nothing wrong..i'm happi for him...but y izzit he can alwaes Plus mark one...las time mid yr oso like tat....not happi wif mi or wat...geog plus until 6 marks until same as mi liao..wa lao...let mi have mie moment of glory please...PLEASE!!!...not onli tat...lit oso same as mi....makin mi co-top-in-lit....same wif history...&lt;br /&gt;y izzit always like that??...is there even a god up there?/*looking upwards seeing thuder clouds liao*..sorri den...Fine..i concede...there IS a god(no.)...ah yah...we've got a new debate topic...."this house bellieves that hollywood has a bad influence on society" and like b4, we're the oppo..meaning..hollywood DOESN"T have a bad influence...wa kao...opps..shouldn sae tat..haix....todae was kinda horrendous..chris moved nearer to mi n leejing...no more fresh oxygen 4 mi liao..i think it's permanent...i oso wanna change place!!!...they take away mie good karma liao..no wonder maths suddenly so lan....i haven even touch on mie black belt grading ah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything so official....i didn tok on the way there, revising mie steps..it also helped that i would most probably puke if i talked...haix when i got there...it was in Toa payoh sports hall btw...we saw the grders there, if im not wrong their noctorious for failing ppl. to make things worst, i was put in detail 1 ,NO1...wa siah...1st one ah..!!!!!...i didn help tat at the back of the grading card, there was a whole list of "dun-even-go-there'...like there were a lot of boxes and u wouldn't want to get a tick there...the rules are so stringent...haiz...i wish i pass.i would elaborate but im sure mie face was green so i guess i fail facial expressions....yes..there's even one on tat...i dun even wanna tok abt it animore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe later tok ant chris after much sought after pushing from some ppl in class...might seem mean but OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i can't stand HER&gt;........now tat she moved nearer to mi....u noe how freakin heartpain was tat&lt;em&gt;....???,, &lt;/em&gt;we can't hep noticing how angry she was abt changing place...u see she was initially next to HIm..budden now that shaoyan's there...next to HIm instead of her..u noe?? ,,,again imagine...that in a black room , spotlight on her n HIM...she so obvously staring , ah hem* slobbering....den......suddenly in a falsh...he vanishes....den she looks behind....spotlite goes to him...she spots heartbrokenly...HER!!!...next to chrissie darhling's HIM...she breaksdown and cries...now stuck there, where no one to slobber at...BAck to reality. She now loses all reason to look behind coz her gd fren has now moved beside her...&lt;em&gt;how unfortunate &lt;/em&gt;...she changes her appearance which shouldn't have makkin her look more n more like a pig in a wig....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleases anione wif the debate views???please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-112245414783182539?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/112245414783182539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=112245414783182539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112245414783182539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112245414783182539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2005/07/everydae-oso-got.html' title='everydae oso got..'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-112208760039173478</id><published>2005-07-22T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T20:00:00.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>despos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u noe arr...just a few daes ago this erm..stupid blog was created,,i dunno y...the first post was just absolute bull...hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aniwaes...u oe mi n ah jing were at our usual jobs at looking at chrissie(yuck)*shudder**shudder*..when during history, that oh-so-sweet gal sorta insulted Mr Cha..she was mumbling away(or so i'm told)that he was stupid...n voiced out her precious sacred opinion.."OI! MR CHA...Dun uSe PUrple Leh!...LIke Cannot see lorhx..DUNNO meh..??" she just insulted a super teach...n was as usual...grumbling...THen jing poked mie ribs...wait...maybe she just told mi...kk..aniwaes, she told mi to look at chris...now i wish i hadn't coz it was nauseating...k i think i spelt it wrongly..nvm...WZ like er..gave her the file n now she was looking at it as though it was holy or sumtng..now picture this..she's in this dark room, with &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; file in her hands....u see the light shining out from it n she has this lovesick eyes..then the sound of er..how should i sae this...."ta daa?' rings out...drool coming out of her mouth...k...i noe we're mean...then probably in her mind..."i'm touching hos file...i can't belive it...i'm touching it!!"...see wat i mean....wat's so special abt a freakin file...????!!!! it's just pure desporado..u noe...now u see why i'm feeling sink...tat a gurl could actually be so ...gross...desperate...weird....maybe it's just wat i think but...if u like &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; shouldn't ur heart be skippin a beat?//sweating palms or something???maybe i jus dunno yet...if tat's how  a girl falls in love....eyuck.. i'm definately gonna be sick,..hmm....gives mi a chance to actually think abt this whole thing....*shiver*....oh yah...that day was hamster pinch no 45...wish mi luck...i'm abt to go for a simply scary grading, i dunno if i have a chance of passing it at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&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/14684522-112208760039173478?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/112208760039173478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=112208760039173478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112208760039173478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112208760039173478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2005/07/despos.html' title='despos..'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14684522.post-112193458541980350</id><published>2005-07-21T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T01:38:48.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e.</title><content type='html'>rite...this stupid thing mie bro ask mi to do...no point readin' this..just tryin it out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14684522-112193458541980350?l=watsernamedood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/feeds/112193458541980350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14684522&amp;postID=112193458541980350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112193458541980350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14684522/posts/default/112193458541980350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watsernamedood.blogspot.com/2005/07/e.html' title='e.'/><author><name>DiVyA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05775032621986034871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
