<?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-6618567</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:10:49.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imbecile</title><subtitle type='html'>shes just like mercury, she'll change so suddenly.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</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>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111850917791212279</id><published>2005-06-12T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T00:59:37.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/640/DSC01336.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/320/DSC01336.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is (VERY SADLY) the best grp pic we ever took. lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111850917791212279?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111850917791212279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111850917791212279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111850917791212279' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111315323038525065</id><published>2005-04-11T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T01:18:25.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~kavon__"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please relink (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111315323038525065?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111315323038525065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111315323038525065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111315323038525065' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111298220507375860</id><published>2005-04-09T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T01:46:34.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yawnnnns.. i feel so shagged!&lt;br /&gt;Towned today. Sigh i wanna shoppppp.. like shop properly. Slowly browse around, try here there everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna shop and be able to BUY. Not window-shop ok.. ive been doing so much window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;IT KILLS!! lol tempt me only.. thank god for my *ahem*&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;self control&lt;/span&gt; (: But it really truly suck when u like that top so much and u know that it will soon belong to someone else............ right girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me got so many things i wanna buy..&lt;br /&gt;oOoo plus i cant seem to find a &lt;em&gt;nice shimmery belt &lt;/em&gt;!!! %$&amp;#&amp;amp;^$% crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the movie &lt;strong&gt;'Secret Society'&lt;/strong&gt; SUCKS BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Dont catch it alright? im warning u.. do NOT watch it.&lt;br /&gt;So draggy and.. boring. Unless u wanna see some fat boobies =x But it's really not worth it at all. Maybe u can try watching @ Princess.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally hate the whole Poly Enrolment thing !!!&lt;br /&gt;It sucks because it's so complicated and troublesome;&lt;br /&gt;with the whole medical checkup and passport-sized photos thing.&lt;br /&gt;I hate passport-sized photos.. lol. I &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; look good in them. That's why i pasted a garfield sticker over my ezlink card! Garfield looks 10 times cuter. Can i do that on the poly card too? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh omg i cant even open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnighties everybody =)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111298220507375860?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111298220507375860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111298220507375860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111298220507375860' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111281058228892360</id><published>2005-04-07T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:07:49.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmmm and i think someone can just shoot me dead!!&lt;br /&gt;Because i forgot to bring my house keys out &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;today. &lt;a href="mailto:&amp;*^%R@$"&gt;&amp;amp;*^%R@$&lt;/a&gt; this is like the 100th time. (ok lah not so many) And when i called my mum to come home, she was like saying my father wil be home soon. Then i waited and waited like an idiot.. no one appeared. So then nvm.. i asked my brother but he say tt he's not coming home so early (obviously, he chose his gf over me. HIS SISTER OF 17 YRS. BLOOD related somemore. *grumbles*). So i ended up at the void deck doing nth.. thank god for my mp3 player. THANK GOD SERIOUSLY. If not i think i will rot and... stink? ya whatever hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo i nag so much.. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;Today is really a &lt;em&gt;veryvery&lt;/em&gt; Sinful day. I spent so much money on practically nth? I dont mind if i spent alot on let's say 10 things. But it sucks when u spent alot on only a few things.. shows how wasteful u are/i am. =l I will actually really feel bad about myself spending too much.. MY HARD EARNED $$$&lt;br /&gt;Not easy aye. Oh plus i ate so much today! think im gonna die financially &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;fatticially. =/// it's bad badddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns im tired. wheeeezzz!! I really like to type alot now.. haha =)&lt;br /&gt;I need a job. Smth.. not long lasting yet with good money. Impossible right !? lol i thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;br /&gt;I dont want worse eyebags =p (but look at the time now. lol!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111281058228892360?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111281058228892360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111281058228892360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111281058228892360' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111264054105740911</id><published>2005-04-05T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T02:58:34.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Here I am, once again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just thought u were the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you wont get to see the tears i cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Kelly Clarkson's songs =p&lt;br /&gt;And i think she's damn lucky.. thanks to the idol competition for her luxury life now. She dont (more like WONT) have to worry bout $$ in her years to come!! yeeeeee how i envy.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i strike lottery; 1 million dollars!! lol i think if that really happened, i will get stroke and die on the spot. HAHAHAHA thing about me is i tend to think too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmm I went to work today! Aiyo what to do.. the supervisor like me too much. She called me back to help with the folding because obviously *ahem* my foldings rock. She called at 2pm and i went down at 3pm! Omg i rock. Hahaaa ok she just needed my help because the BIGBIGBIGBIGBIGBIG boss is going over tmr for.. i-dono-what. Bah she need help then call me. Of course im not stupid either - i got paid!&lt;br /&gt;Im looking hard for a job now actually.. i want really good ones but its hard because sch's starting and nobody will be so stupid to hire me right? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrrr i dont know what to blog about. Let's be random.&lt;br /&gt;I like Avril's my happy ending because it &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;means smth to me&lt;/span&gt;.. (and u wont know what it is) Jason Mraz's the remedy rockkkkkk and he sounds like a black!!&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer lopaz is damn skinny but i like Namie Amuro more, she' s&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; sexier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(red is sexy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm let's see.. i feel like peeing now. but very lazy to move.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;And i noticed i always say 'and' because its the only conjunction i know. wow.. conjunction. i miss English. ya right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with Ralph Lauren's new perfume.. very nice. but im too broke to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT JIL IS BACK from &lt;strong&gt;down under&lt;/strong&gt; for a holiday. Awwwww and we met up, and caught a movie and we coffee club-ed as usual and i love her so much! i can die.&lt;br /&gt;ahaah im overreacting. But it felt good talking to her. But we had to leave because of &lt;u&gt;some idiot&lt;/u&gt; lah.. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT i think my blog is damn boring. Stop reading ok?&lt;br /&gt;Im just typing for myself to read. plus i FEEL like typing.&lt;br /&gt;and thats my problem. sorry. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;i always take so long to blog.. hahaha believe it or not, i started at 0205?&lt;br /&gt;i just chat too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i feel high.&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/6618567-111264054105740911?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111264054105740911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111264054105740911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111264054105740911' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111238373657076904</id><published>2005-04-02T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:31:29.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent blog for so long! errr i meant a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Which is in my opinion, quite long. hahaha =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been doing much lately.. just working and working.&lt;br /&gt;ooh and i went sentosa that day! Finally found the billabong.. haha and the girl (shopkeeper?) is very pretty!! Guys can go check it out. lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoooos, i have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; quitted from Fox Kids TM!! wheeee AND boOoo..&lt;br /&gt;because i am jobless and i think i will need cash. lol so contradicting.. cant stand myself !! @&amp;!^$!#@&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before i left, i 'stole' a Fox Kids Catalog from the shop. ahhaha! &lt;em&gt;catch me if you can =p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres this very cute/goodlooking kid inside and the catalog is really quite well done! im impressed cause when i see those real kids wear.. seem so normal and not-as-nice. i wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school today andddddd i finally get to see my friends!&lt;br /&gt;=D alright i miss them, i do. but i really do not miss school. I have friends who are taking Olevels this year and i feel so sad/stressed for them. I know it sucks but hang on there okay? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(((: the sun always shines..&lt;/span&gt; lol crap.&lt;br /&gt;Im just glad that ive gotten through this phrase of my life and am movin on.. still cant accept the fact man!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MADE IT I MADE IT I MADE IT!!!! =O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;%&amp;amp;#$HGHFGFHTRJ$&amp;UJ$R&amp;amp;%(O*UYJNHGVB#!@!~``&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha that is how excited i am.&lt;br /&gt;i feel good bout tt~~ real good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im (with every other dragons) gonna continue on with the next stage of my Life.. and im sure i will be damn x10! happy to get over all the exams and crap again. hoho! I sound like im anticipating Poly when im actually really not. LOL whatever&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i want..................................... im fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oook GTG mum is here!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(right, at THIS time. she's awake still.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111238373657076904?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111238373657076904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111238373657076904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111238373657076904' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111194291347462311</id><published>2005-03-28T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T01:19:38.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back and i feel so darn good!! haha woohoo! good to be awy..&lt;br /&gt;but im not really happy to be back. ok who doesnt like holidays right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i was the only girl, the trip was suprisingly not bad. haha would have been better with jilly ardddd.. (ey 31st march? :DD cant wait) anyway, the guys were good to me la. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lazy to update, so here's a summary :&lt;br /&gt;- draggy bus ride&lt;br /&gt;- tiny hotel room. lol&lt;br /&gt;- arcade and more arcade; 3000 tickets! haha&lt;br /&gt;- pools and billards (those guys.. grr)&lt;br /&gt;- caught &lt;em&gt;the eye&lt;/em&gt; at 0115am!! i or rather, we almost died. soooooo tired. and their cinema is so cramp.&lt;br /&gt;- theme park with irritating crowds and stupid rain. ok let me elaborate on this.. thing is, we queued for almost an hour for the stupid go-karts. (&lt;em&gt;thanks to mr melvin seah who wants to try it&lt;/em&gt;) i even had to rent shoes which suck so bad just to take the ride. thennnnnn when it was finally our turn next, IT STARTED TO RAIN &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEAVILY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!! !%&lt;a href="mailto:!%@#&amp;%$"&gt;@#&amp;amp;%$&lt;/a&gt; how shitty can things get huh!!? bah anyway we skipped the ride after trying to wait for the rain to stop. lol and we got wet from all the running.. feels like 2.4km run! really. and i love the space shot ride =D they were funny when we were up there. hahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;- ripley's exibits; very interesting&lt;br /&gt;- more arcades, billards and bowling&lt;br /&gt;- mini shoppinggggg (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err that didnt looked like a summary to me. aiyah whatever. hehe&lt;br /&gt;back to topic, the food there is so ex!! and it's so damn salty. can die.&lt;br /&gt;one scoop of cup ice-cream with chocolate topping costs S$8 !!! =o and its not like it's haagen dazz or whatever.. haha. OH and guess who i met over there!!!? u will never guess it. it's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yvonne and Dunjiu!!!&lt;/span&gt; omfg X100&lt;br /&gt;waaaa i had the shock of my life man! and i think they did too. hahahaha i went like "DUNJIU!! &lt;em&gt;(then i saw yvonne..)&lt;/em&gt; eh? OMG what are u all doing here?!" then he went "what are YOU doing here?" lmao!! his expression is so funny. you should have seen. anyway they look so sweet =) okokok enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooo tired. TUAS was so freakin congested. like jam for 3 hours.. kuku! thank god for discman, handphone, magazines, tv and FOOD.and poeple of course. lol i hate the weather in Spore.. so hot/humid. sigh&lt;br /&gt;im tired but im going out tmr at 9 am maybe? aaaaaahh wanna quit my job but sch's starting in May! so how? stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im missing the fun from the past days already. miss miss miss MISSING everything. badly. &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/6618567-111194291347462311?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111194291347462311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111194291347462311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111194291347462311' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111142238980240039</id><published>2005-03-22T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:28:35.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly have this weird feeling coming over me..&lt;br /&gt;is there a word for it? i think there is. but i dont know what. anybody knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's funny how some people dare to pursue their dreams..&lt;br /&gt;even if it means ultimate embarassment or hard work? i totally respect them for that!!&lt;br /&gt;because i dont think im up to it. im a like a &lt;em&gt;pockpockkeh &lt;/em&gt;chicken =l&lt;br /&gt;that's just too bad? somebody please give me some &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah we'll find out our postings tmr!&lt;br /&gt;haha i dont even feel scared or excited about it because im not even interested in poly now/yet.&lt;br /&gt;sigh here we go again.. study study study, exams exams EXAMS. &lt;strong&gt;damnit &lt;/strong&gt;how many times must we go through this? what do we actually live for? to study, earn money, get married, die and go heaven??!!??!? the end full stop . ?! i thought we should be having fun with our loved ones, enjoying &lt;u&gt;every&lt;/u&gt; special moment? or enjoy life itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that was just some random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when those feelings come to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111142238980240039?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111142238980240039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111142238980240039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111142238980240039' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111133637232618024</id><published>2005-03-21T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T00:38:08.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a Great day today was (:&lt;br /&gt;but afternoon was freaking hot lah.. i almost died-ed&lt;br /&gt;perspire right infront of the fan.. my brother's fan suck x10 !!&lt;br /&gt;and his chair too.. u should see the state of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee tmr off again! mwuahaha im loving it&lt;br /&gt;but im gonna feel damn sad on the 7th (my pay day)&lt;br /&gt;oh bother, im living for today! lol &lt;em&gt;righttttt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i found an old primary sch mate online today and im so damn happy!&lt;br /&gt;missed him and everyone so much.. so much memories at the back of our sch bus =D u know how hard it is for me to meet even ONE of my pri sch mate on the streets.. the chances are a 1:10 ratio. now look!! look at the amazing things msn/friendster does! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i just found a DAMN funny video online&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahaaahaah here goes, just click on the link ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/index.php?e=useglue.wmv"&gt;http://media.ebaumsworld.com/index.php?e=useglue.wmv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im laughing but i feel so bad for him! seriously. the crowd laugh like as if the roof will drop -.- must be damn embarassing. lol but its really funny lah.. he's a politician u know?!?! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO look what ramli said.&lt;br /&gt;INEQUALITY FACED BY MUSLIM WOMEN?!?!?! BUTO ARH IF DUN LIKE FUCK OFF ARH U.S.A. CB ISRAEL BURN IN HELL [SICK SICK says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE SURE GO DENTIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;INEQUALITY FACED BY MUSLIM WOMEN?!?!?! BUTO ARH IF DUN LIKE FUCK OFF ARH U.S.A. CB ISRAEL BURN IN HELL [SICK SICK says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCOLD LOTSA VULGAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaahaha damn funny. okokok im not gonna be so mean and crazy.. STOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so shagged.&lt;br /&gt;still, im gonna watch tv! haha bye&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i feel like watching jap serials? (&lt;em&gt;thanks to sab lah! hee&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111133637232618024?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111133637232618024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111133637232618024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111133637232618024' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111121566431930932</id><published>2005-03-19T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T15:08:40.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg any idea how bored it can get staying home..&lt;br /&gt;my bad. i skipped work =x best part is i dont need an MC! mwuahaha&lt;br /&gt;i just felt damn x100 lazy but let me tell u how many off days i have coming up&lt;br /&gt;alright here goes ; sunday, monday and from thursday to tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS LIKE 8 DAYS IN LESS THAN 2 WEEKS =o&lt;br /&gt;ohh my money. haha my pay is miserable but i dont know whether i should get another job.&lt;br /&gt;this is confusing and infuriating !! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARGH I HAAAAATE ^*&amp;amp;*%%$@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want $ to do alotalot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually some of the off days are taken because im going to malaysiaaa (yawns) i havent been there since forever.. like 2-3 years? used to frequent there.&lt;br /&gt;and im going with all the guys!! (jilly, WHERE ARE YOUUUUU. but thank god ur sis is going.. &lt;strong&gt;wish u were here darling. really.&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;im not excited about it yet but i hope it will turn out fun *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;its never bad to get away from work, and life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not looking forward to poly at all =l&lt;br /&gt;if i had to choose, i think i'd rather work than study.&lt;br /&gt;at least u dont need to take exams when u work.. exams sucks like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;effin &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;em&gt;compliments of jilly. LMAO&lt;/em&gt;) much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like skydiving. haha&lt;br /&gt;crap im going to sleep! talking bout sleep, my brother is still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna catch the movie called Alot Of Love. or smth like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111121566431930932?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111121566431930932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111121566431930932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111121566431930932' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111090035408869108</id><published>2005-03-15T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:27:23.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh im down with a flu.&lt;br /&gt;and i reckon today is a bad&lt;em&gt;bad &lt;/em&gt;day for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept like freaking late last night and i had to wake up at 830 for work&lt;br /&gt;so im very tired.. and i have to keep a smile like this =D wide to serve those aunties *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;then, FINALLY it's 6pm and when i was in the lift, i suddenly remember that i forgot to bring my keys.&lt;br /&gt;fuck how bad can my day get?!?! :( so i went to sit at my void deck&lt;br /&gt;looking at all those happy little innocent kids.. running around as if the sun never sets. all they do is play, sweat, laugh, fall down, cry and the end.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was as carefree as them. (not that im very troubled but being a kid is never bad)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i was alr feeling sick but it was SO windy at my void deck -.-&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah i think i sat for an hour before my dad came home *pouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow i think im hooked on KFC&lt;br /&gt;i eat it for lunch/dinner almost everyday lol&lt;br /&gt;but not today lah.. im gonna stop. its scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like taking MC tmr&lt;br /&gt;but hais.... nvm.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a better day?&lt;br /&gt;ok im out, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111090035408869108?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111090035408869108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111090035408869108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111090035408869108' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111052960211704759</id><published>2005-03-11T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T16:50:58.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night, my mommie told me that she dreamt that she sent me to USA to study.. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HOW I WISH AND WISH AND WISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;lol wishes never come true. even my mom was laughing at her dream knowing that it wont happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay lah anyway life has been so normal. working as usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but im gonna be working less! because my new supervisor that sucker, Best, wants to cut down on part-timer's job hours. like shit her!?! ok nvm.. i just hope she leaves soon if not almost all of us will be leaving. hoho! goodbye fox kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dont know why i get a headache everytime i stay at home on afternoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the heat kills, even when the fan is right beside my head (ok not so near but u get my meaninggg) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i havent gone shopping for quite awhile! so just now i wanted to go shopping alone since no one is free but!! laziness stopped me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i really cant stand myself sometimes. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i get a jacket or shoes? ive been wanting one jacket.. but it seems so impractical. okay i shall not waste money on it. lol im gonna get shoes! &lt;em&gt;yabadabadooooo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i need a break. i wanna go overseas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;$$$ ? OH AND $$ REMINDS ME THAT MY PAY SUCKS :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and CPF had to make me feel worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-111052960211704759?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111052960211704759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111052960211704759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111052960211704759' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-111011576019006733</id><published>2005-03-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:34:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha alrighto ive got two words to describe today -&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiring&lt;/strong&gt; yet &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, i woke up at 8 and i slept at like ard 2am! omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to meet sab and angie at 9 for this free dance classes thingie because we wanted to catch the hiphop class (which was the FIRST lesson of the day. *grumbles*) BUT WE MISSED IT ANYHOW.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha all of us were late but also thanks to the rain which got us stucked &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; drenched =l&lt;br /&gt;anyway we went in the next class which was lyrical jazz (:&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! at least better then i expected.. hahahaha and the guy instructor is damn funny; his last step. LMAO but he's damn good.. very flexible.&lt;br /&gt;street jazz and pure funk was too full. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as we thought we lost ABIT of our fats, we went to coffee club for a feast. HAHAHAHA aiyah nvm.. (consoling myself)&lt;br /&gt;and smth funny happened at yoshinoya. the egg face BAHAHAAHAAHAHAHAWAHA oops. inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway the movie,&lt;strong&gt; a&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;series of unfortunate events&lt;/strong&gt; is damn nice! go catch it ok? the baby is sosososo cute.. lol&lt;br /&gt;my throat hurts more now thanks to Mr Pringles *yawns* &lt;em&gt;ouch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep! working morning tmr.. buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love u girls =D&lt;/em&gt;&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/6618567-111011576019006733?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111011576019006733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/111011576019006733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111011576019006733' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110995751019629804</id><published>2005-03-05T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T01:36:58.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all of a sudden, i miss my past so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past when i was still a kid. the fun i had.. the no-work life. no complications. no relationships. the trips to everywhere. the friends i made. weiling xueling meiling xiaohui dianna bernard chelsea.. blahblahblah. the pillow fights. the hotel room. the rides. the last minute staying over. the &lt;u&gt;people&lt;/u&gt;** at that time.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet memories.. so pure, naive &amp;amp; innocent. sadly, only photos are left ?! i dont even have photos for some of those memories......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how time only moves forward, isnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;funny how u look back on stuff and feel&lt;em&gt; funny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;AHHHHHHH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I MISS EVERYTHINGGGGGGG :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss aussie. and my cousie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i wonder how pple get 4 points to get into hwa chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;are they human ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110995751019629804?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110995751019629804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110995751019629804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110995751019629804' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110974054040451428</id><published>2005-03-02T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T13:19:39.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so the whole results thing is over =D finally&lt;br /&gt;cant believe i got over the whole thanggg&lt;br /&gt;i did much better than i expected myself to do but its not &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;good still lah.. lol&lt;br /&gt;good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dont expect too much in ur life.. happiness is what matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearty cheers for pple who didnt do as high they expected. dont worry too much; this is not the end alright (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i bet everyone is SO stressed bout choosing courses now.. including me. it sucks because we have to make a 'decision of our life' which we might come to regret in the future. bleh&lt;br /&gt;and like i mentioned in the previous posttt, REGRETNESS SUCKS LIKE HELL !!&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of law or biomedical or i-dono-what-shit. hahahaha see how lah!&lt;br /&gt;and filling up a 12 choices is a &lt;strong&gt;chore &lt;/strong&gt;man =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i queued like siao at tm cpf for the Singpass yst. a freaking total of 2 HOURS AND GUESS WHAT?! RIGHT, I DIDNT EVEN GET IT. #$#%$&amp;% *insert swearings*&lt;br /&gt;made me late for work at the &lt;em&gt;veryvery right time ahhh &lt;/em&gt;(sacarstic)&lt;br /&gt;well my new supervisor came yst! ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;okok she didnt scold me of course but she i dont really like her.&lt;br /&gt;her name is bestina. but she ask us to call her BEST. lol weird right&lt;br /&gt;shes quite nice actually but she just doesnt seem click with us &lt;em&gt;yet &lt;/em&gt;? *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;maybe its called &lt;u&gt;the generation gap&lt;/u&gt; she looks very old for her age =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah im going out today! i got two days straight OFF DAYS&lt;br /&gt;mwuahaha feeling so high. ciao my friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;not a part of my life anymore &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/6618567-110974054040451428?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110974054040451428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110974054040451428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110974054040451428' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110951639918928047</id><published>2005-02-27T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T23:03:53.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow the results are out tmr.. amazingly quick!&lt;br /&gt;just on friday, i was saying "aiyah two more days.. still very long" and BASKET it felt like i just said it today?!?&lt;br /&gt;but i think its because work has been quite tough recently; transferring things in and out. making time pass like a mad cheetah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get less den 20 points but.. &lt;em&gt;yeah u get the meaning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am damn (x1000) nervous now. im feeling the cringe! (already)&lt;br /&gt;omg, my 4 years of hardwork might come down to a shitness of 26 points or &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=/ i feel bad. i should have studied more/harder?&lt;br /&gt;I KNEW I WILL REGRET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regretness sucks, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big fat time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? &lt;strong&gt;i still dono what course i wanna go into***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i still havent get my Singpass!! argh #$%$&amp;^% everything is irritating me now. goodluck to me and every other dragon babies.. hang on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;girls dont like boys, girls like cars and money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT TRUE&lt;/u&gt;&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/6618567-110951639918928047?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110951639918928047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110951639918928047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110951639918928047' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110921267463207517</id><published>2005-02-24T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T10:43:08.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ignore the previous post, i was feeling some crazy feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i didnt know that watching a movie can make u so damn tired. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;u can like squeeze the other person's hand when u get so excited until like omg it REALLY (and i mean. really) hurts! lol and &lt;strong&gt;hide and seek&lt;/strong&gt; is nice. its worth the money, its thrilling and its just nice lah! go catch it, gogogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmm i feel so bad..and FAT lol&lt;br /&gt;i spent soooo much yst. buying things and eating, gooooddness but i was so hungry that i was shivering u know. so u cant blame me for spending on food. anyway i think spending $ on food is muchmuch more worth than spending on rubbish stuff =D&lt;br /&gt;plus i havent really spent money since i started working so its not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad right? err yah i think so =p&lt;br /&gt;haha alright as long as im happy, why should i think so much right? at least im earning money now.. hehheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i mention that i hate crows!!??!&lt;br /&gt;they are the most disgusting thing on Earth. dirty and scary (like they peck on pple's head) and ARGH i just feel like killing them all!! %$^#%$&amp;amp;^#@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I HATE CROWSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our results are coming out on the 28th right? not tmr.. its confirmed i think.&lt;br /&gt;i saw the MOE website. freaking.... im gonna die of anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;bah i better go shower if not i will be late! im going home early to watch sab's show. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my nail colour (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110921267463207517?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110921267463207517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110921267463207517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110921267463207517' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110891483885904964</id><published>2005-02-20T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T00:02:03.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like cursing and swearing like a crazy asshole.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like giving up on all the things in my life &lt;u&gt;at this moment&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that there are too many things im unclear about.. too many things i dont know. what do i really want.. WHAT!?!?&lt;br /&gt;and what is wrong with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. ure making me hate u. maybe just for this moment (i hope) but its that bad anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh &lt;a href="mailto:#$#@&amp;^($#%"&gt;mailto:#$#@&amp;amp;^($#%&lt;/a&gt;#&amp;^(&amp;amp;^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the results is gonna turn out bad.. im quite sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;freako, even my mum thinks so!?! and the whole comparing thing is gonna begin &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.. fuck i hate that the &lt;strong&gt;MOST&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;all the aunties are gonna call and blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with them?!?! its none of their business right.. just go away? (or fuck off) ive had enough of it in p6 okay thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.. enough frustrating stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;empty frames, pictures torn apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what are we supposed to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;when everything goes wrong..&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/6618567-110891483885904964?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110891483885904964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110891483885904964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110891483885904964' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110883057314592930</id><published>2005-02-20T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:49:50.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can everybody STOP talking bout the MOE letter? &lt;br /&gt;its scary and.. scary. &lt;br /&gt;anyway we re getting back results next friday so please stop talking about it because that alone is scary enough! grrr&lt;br /&gt;i still have nothing (no course) in mind, and i am going to die. &lt;br /&gt;shit lahhh? i hate all these decision-makings. &lt;br /&gt;me not ready for the future; MY future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh anyway rmb i said im working FULL today? &lt;br /&gt;it really wasnt that bad.. infact it felt like a normal day man. haha &lt;br /&gt;i think its because i talk alot. hehe but im lovin it :)&lt;br /&gt;should i contd to work while studying? i really dont know!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeeeeee,&lt;/em&gt; i &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; know anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not ready.&lt;br /&gt;not ready.&lt;br /&gt;i am not ready for &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im quite young and &lt;u&gt;childish&lt;/u&gt;.. lol yuck.&lt;br /&gt;okay off-topic..argh i better go. im on morning shift tmr! &lt;br /&gt;good because can leave work earlier but bad because must wake up at 830! &lt;br /&gt;double boooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighto nighties lovelies~&lt;br /&gt;and im leaving u with my super adorable niece, Christ-Lyn. =DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/640/hehe.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/320/hehe.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was HALF as cute as her.. haha&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and incase ure wondering how she looks when she sleeps.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/640/zzz-ing!%20awwww%20angel.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/320/zzz-ing!%20awwww%20angel.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna sleep like her tonight =p &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I REALLY WANNA CATCH A MOVIEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110883057314592930?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110883057314592930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110883057314592930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110883057314592930' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110871565651612850</id><published>2005-02-18T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T16:36:50.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheee new layout =)&lt;br /&gt;abit plain eh.. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho! when i blog in the afternoon, u know its my off day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt;.. but im working FULL tmr! its tough but i calculated;&lt;br /&gt;if i work on this sat and sun, im gonna earn 93 bucks! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha money minded. who isnt? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;em&gt;sweating&lt;/em&gt; like siao infront of the computer!!&lt;br /&gt;the weather just suck today, like now. feel like screaming my head off %$^%*&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEASE RAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; u know it always rains at the wrong time? like when im going out it just starts pouring yet when im home and feeling like a piece of ROASTED PORK, &lt;em&gt;it just wouldnt rain&lt;/em&gt;. grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i read Xiaxue's blog and she mentioned that on cny chu xi we are suppose to stay up late because its said that staying up late will aid our parents to live up to a ripe old age. HOW COME NOBODY TOLD ME THAT !!?!? i think i slept damn early that night.. shit nooo hahaha! okay superstitions (correct spelling?) &lt;br /&gt;im not falling for it. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh im getting all sticky.. off to bathe, buhbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110871565651612850?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110871565651612850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110871565651612850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110871565651612850' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110856993530566272</id><published>2005-02-16T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T00:16:53.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>angela is addicted to melVIN&lt;br /&gt;whats the point ?! hahaha he is funny right.. admit it my cousins rock (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my computer has been taken for repair!! (thank god i just cleaned it during newyr, no dust!) woohoo the man said no data will be lost and i sure hope its true because i have TOO many treasures in it, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is damn messy now already. shit&lt;br /&gt;have i mentioned that i counted my CNY angbao money ? hehheh is my answer for whether its good or bad =p staying hm today made me think bout olevels results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREAKING SCARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im worried that my results will be a boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus abby wasnt making me feel any better. hahaah she was complaining aaaall the way from jurong to changi airport ma.. scared scared scared, make me scared only! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... i dont think i have anything else to blog about. lol&lt;br /&gt;blogger has just been like an online friend. people talk to it when theyre bored, sad, happy or feeling any kinda crap. well im saying its a good thing! blogging is addictive? yeah maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in case ure wondering why in my previous post i concluded to 'tie ur hair when u take the freefall ride'&lt;br /&gt;reason because i heard the story of a girl whose hair got entangled in the ride during the vertical fall and her hair obviously got ripped off her head. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMAGINE UR FREAKING HAIR GETTING RIPPED OFF WITH UR SKIN!! LIKE OMFG RIGHT #$!#%^#@&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its a real story.. happened in Genting but i cant seem to find any news online but i know that they changed the name of the ride from &lt;em&gt;Celero Shot&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;Space shot.&lt;/em&gt; so yeah maybe thats why.. im saying &lt;u&gt;maybe&lt;em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but im looking forward to work tmr x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110856993530566272?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110856993530566272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110856993530566272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110856993530566272' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110844250626627476</id><published>2005-02-15T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T12:45:26.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh!! ive got work today.. totally wreck my whole mood :(&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to get to bed early these days.. its like i slp at 3-4am and i wake up at 10am!! bleah or maybe its because of my home alone feeling lol&lt;br /&gt;my parents re awy in malaysia and u know how much it sucks to reach home late at night to enter a house of silence + emptiness? well, try it urself =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yst was a bad yet good vday i should say?&lt;br /&gt;bad in a way that i didnt get to catch any movie and my cousie left!&lt;br /&gt;THATS IT. no more late late &lt;em&gt;late&lt;/em&gt; nights out and she will be experiencing a whole new life over there..&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i miss her lah! although i dream that i can go over to.. but nvm she will be back. hehe&lt;br /&gt;and it was good in a way that i spent alot of time laughing. lol&lt;br /&gt;whats the point?! lmao! samuel korkor is the funniest idiot on Earth! hahaah the worse thing is he's married with two kids! unbelivable? believe it. =D&lt;br /&gt;and his kids are the cutiestttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the conculsions of the day are :&lt;br /&gt;- the police is samuel's friend&lt;br /&gt;- gays face retribution ahha&lt;br /&gt;- melvin will never date angela (rofl!)&lt;br /&gt;- drinking, smoking, piercing ear hole? WHATS THE POINT!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;- tie ur hair when u take the freefall ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to bathe.. but i really dont care if im late. i hate the shitty weather.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!! my computer broke down again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were all in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we all got hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110844250626627476?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110844250626627476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110844250626627476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110844250626627476' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110805592494840033</id><published>2005-02-11T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T01:44:03.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's intake was bad......&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay please do not think that im a money minded girl because i really am.. not!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i mention that alot of my cousins have babies/kids now?&lt;br /&gt;on my mum's side.. theres like 3? and my dad's side has 4!&lt;br /&gt;all of them are sooooo adorable! i cant wait to have my own kids BUT i hate to see all my aunties fuss around with them.. lol im so mean right. call that &lt;strong&gt;protective&lt;/strong&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my cousins got married in England with an &lt;em&gt;angmoh&lt;/em&gt;. i waannt! haha the whole time they were there, i was secretly looking at him =X she got married without any of us knowing. her parents have never ever seen him before, till today. lol! so cool right.. *dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has always been my dream to marry a caucasian guy (i think 6 out of 10 girls will feel the same)&lt;br /&gt;but have u realised that u will never meet ur standard kinda guy? the one u marry or get together with isnt usually ur dream guy. i guess its the feelings between a couple that matters the most (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay just posting afew pretty stuff =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/640/toilet%20bowl!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 2px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 2px solid; HEIGHT: 251px" height="290" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/320/toilet%20bowl!.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt this cute! toilet balloon bowl &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u believe someone can actually make this!? genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/640/vroom.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660000 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660000 2px solid; WIDTH: 233px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660000 2px solid; HEIGHT: 190px" height="188" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/236/2782/320/vroom.1.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vrooooom vroom &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110805592494840033?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110805592494840033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110805592494840033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110805592494840033' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110797438887389387</id><published>2005-02-10T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T03:00:53.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today wasnt as bad as i thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;BUT it was still bad =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, when was CNY ever good? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all those aunties saying the same thing. looking at u as if u were an alien;&lt;br /&gt;saying obvious things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"wah so tall already ah now.. last time still so small" (starts talking bout past)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like duhh?! dont they know that all humans grow older?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont mind that actually. what i hate is being asked about my studies and what i wanna be in the future. because yaya.. i admit that im stupid and that my Os result is gonna suck ass but =/ its not really my fault for having a bird brain -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendster is damn laggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was so random. haha alright the only good thing bout today was the $ =)&lt;br /&gt;i THINK its not bad lah. i havent open any of them but hehe i recieved some yst night already.&lt;br /&gt;as in cash, not ang baos. cool huh =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one thing to say!! i slept on my bro's shoulders today!!!&lt;br /&gt;the whole scenario was this:&lt;br /&gt;- the car was abit cram&lt;br /&gt;- i was damn tired&lt;br /&gt;- so he like put his arms ard my shoulders and ask me to slp on him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO AWWWW RIGHT?!&lt;/strong&gt; quick tell me it is.&lt;br /&gt;for a moment, he felt like my &lt;em&gt;boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;.. lol!&lt;br /&gt;but i really love my brother lah anyone close to me will know that big fat FACT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE ARNOLD SIM &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting my parents.. hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;btw anyone watched amazing race? the finale. that guy was soooo sweet! he proposed to his gf on national tv! its so god damn bloody hell sweet! he wanted to do it after they win the million bucks but too bad..&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think love costs much &lt;u&gt;MUCH&lt;/u&gt; more then money. agreed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110797438887389387?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110797438887389387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110797438887389387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110797438887389387' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110785319636617309</id><published>2005-02-08T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T17:02:25.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; im having gastric.&lt;br /&gt;but u know what? i ate a damn filling longjohns meal just now and im not the LEAST BIT hungry.&lt;br /&gt;-.- whats wrong with me aaaaah? ouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sch. finally saw my friends! miss them&lt;br /&gt;but im tired, really am.&lt;br /&gt;i hate going to school lah..&lt;br /&gt;have to wake up at like 6-7am!? yuck&lt;br /&gt;and i slept at 2 plus yst.. godness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, Happy Chinese New Year everyone! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*sprinkles blessings on everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very fast rightttt.. another long[?] year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;mmm &lt;strong&gt;whats the first thing that comes to ur mind when u think of cny?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know; MONEY right!?&lt;br /&gt;ok i bet 7 outta 10 pple think of that!!&lt;br /&gt;but actually im recieving lesser $ each year.. argh when will the economy please get better? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about new year! guess what man..&lt;br /&gt;i broke a freaking round mirror that day.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes, &lt;u&gt;7 years of bad luck&lt;/u&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i quickly said hua1 kai1 fu4 gui4 and sui4 sui4 ping2 an1 in chinese! ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;my reaction was damn stupid. thank god i was home alone.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg.. bukit panjang. how i miss my old house!&lt;br /&gt;and im still very full. argh.&lt;br /&gt;full with gastric, ever heard of that? hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110785319636617309?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110785319636617309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110785319636617309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110785319636617309' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110749251219474554</id><published>2005-02-04T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T12:54:36.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i can say is my com is really my good + faithful companion (:&lt;br /&gt;this morning, my dad tried to switch on the com (cos my bro's one broke down) and yayness! finally can. and so my dad was freakin happy. then suddenly, the screen went blank with the *teee* sound! HAHAHAHA he havent even open one IE window. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;strong&gt; im using my com&lt;/strong&gt;!! mwuahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh obviously, im on off today again =p&lt;br /&gt;i got alot of off man.. haha cool but off = less $ !!&lt;br /&gt;but i had work yst and im still sick so i'd rather be off really.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, yst's work was really good =D we re all getting quite close.&lt;br /&gt;felt so slack-y like i didnt do much stuff yet the sales was as high as usual.. weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new year's&lt;/span&gt; coming!! i like new year! but &lt;u&gt;i hate meeting my aunties and uncles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i cant believe im 17 this year.&lt;br /&gt;feels like im getting older n older like an ah ma. hahaha okay lah not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my family had a car! easier to get ard.&lt;br /&gt;u know whats amazing thing about having a car?&lt;br /&gt;it brings a family together; thats what i think anyway. because when u have a car, u go places with ur family! like to have supper..etc&lt;br /&gt;i miss those days! those cds in the cars.. we all sing together! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;besides, i can ask my dad to fetch me after work also. lol! save me from all the walking.&lt;br /&gt;u know how deep inside i live.. argh #$*%!@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow my house has &lt;strong&gt;10 colours. &lt;/strong&gt;thats alot for a flat? lol and the fate is blue. weird righttt.. blue gate -.-&lt;br /&gt;we were left with the blue paint.&lt;br /&gt;but still, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and nothing beats that x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110749251219474554?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110749251219474554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110749251219474554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110749251219474554' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110735749319382731</id><published>2005-02-02T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T23:22:25.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>off day today and although im sick i still went town lah&lt;br /&gt;how can i waste sucha good opportunity right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today = darn good =D&lt;br /&gt;abit tired from all the walking&lt;br /&gt;went orchard, raffles city &amp; bugis today!! godness haha&lt;br /&gt;all for my mum! alter clothes from everywhere, make me collect.&lt;br /&gt;but being so filial.. :) hehe ok i shall admit tt im the best kid around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who approached me outside TANGS?&lt;br /&gt;steven lim!! hahahaha is that his name? argh wdv but anyway, its that guy who made a fool of himself during e spore idol competition and stripped in that top fun show. lol he is damn &lt;em&gt;sissified&lt;/em&gt;! hes trying to ask pple to do eyebrow shaping btw. please lah, like who dare to go near him right?! brainless =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais i feel like chopping off my nose. $^&amp;amp;$#*@&lt;br /&gt;so painful after all the rubbing. mucus cant stop flowing down! and the stupid cough makes my throat bloody itchy.&lt;br /&gt;to make things worst, im working tmr.. =/ till night somemore.&lt;br /&gt;work is really boring, really really really. not that mine is esp boring. maybe im the kind of person who cant stick to smth for long.. fickle? whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch &lt;em&gt;son of the mask !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i caught a movie was . . .&lt;br /&gt;alright u get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get more sleep&lt;br /&gt;but i got one show at 1130 so.. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;im going now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110735749319382731?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110735749319382731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110735749319382731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110735749319382731' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110732109871568236</id><published>2005-02-02T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T13:15:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im finally blogging again! haha&lt;br /&gt;ok incase ure interested, reason why im not blogging is because ive been quite busy.&lt;br /&gt;springcleaning like siao, getting sick and going to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working is so boring.....&lt;br /&gt;when u study, u wish u were working. vice versaaaa when u work, u wish u were studying =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk back to why i dont blog.. my com has gone kuku again and the internet explorer on my bro's com somehow just wouldnt cooperate with me. ahhh u know how much it sucks when ure surfing the net halfway and suddenly it jus get hang or closes!? yeah i think u do.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house now is as good as new! really clean everything (even the toilet pipes!)&lt;br /&gt;and then i threw awy almost everything i can throw. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i love my new room, the colour i mean. damn bright and nice (:&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i hope my mother srtike 4d or smth ! heh since the house is sosososo clean now;&lt;br /&gt;may all good things arriveee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get well soon if not i will miss all the good food during &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;im quite finished with my&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; CNY&lt;/span&gt; shopping. this year is the most saved cny shopping&lt;strong&gt; ever&lt;/strong&gt;! hehe&lt;br /&gt;i havent got anything red at all. hmm maybe i can get a red bra or undie =p lol!&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; CNY&lt;/span&gt; rock! $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighttttt i have a very busy schedule today! hahaha btw those very cute faces below  are the navigation ard my blog (incase u dont know)&lt;br /&gt;so, byeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110732109871568236?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110732109871568236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110732109871568236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110732109871568236' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110697072167391724</id><published>2005-01-29T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T11:58:09.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am stuck with my com!&lt;br /&gt;and thank god miss computer is willing to work well for me today (:&lt;br /&gt;rmb i say its been down? yeah it got better today.. heh. see, my com is faithful to me.. mwuaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the reason why im stuck here is because the living room tv got unplugged and everything is in a mess. den my bro's room tv somehow has some smell if u switch it on (like can explode anytime)&lt;br /&gt;and my mum's room tv got no scv cos my bro took it to his tv that time. so why bother watching right? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, &lt;strong&gt;pathetic&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the painters have been here since a glorious 8AM disturbing my beauty sleep&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;guess what &lt;/em&gt;theyve completed painting?&lt;br /&gt;THE CEILINGS. VERY FAST AHHH? ahaha okay lah i not so mean.. i know its hard work.&lt;br /&gt;oh n my friends should know tt i love &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;right? haha &lt;em&gt;guess what again?&lt;/em&gt; my living room is turning greeeen! wheeee =D different shades of green somemore. thats the best part about being the youngest in the house; having things ur way. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haisssss everytime i start working i get sick.&lt;br /&gt;must be that ZHU made me so angry.. im gonna see her today!&lt;br /&gt;im suppose to be on off today lor.. she go change without asking me.&lt;br /&gt;shithead, i cant stand her !!! god bless me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont see myself with this job for long.&lt;br /&gt;and try smelling paint while ure sick.. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110697072167391724?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110697072167391724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110697072167391724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110697072167391724' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110684571135177678</id><published>2005-01-28T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T01:13:31.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>surprising, i felt &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; shopping today!!&lt;br /&gt;shopping is different when u have the mood.. least it made me forget about that asshole zhu =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its because i shopped with my mum? (:&lt;br /&gt;even had a very super satisfying dinner at crystal jade. yum. im eating more den her! my god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smth funny happened at isetan today! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;it was so coincidental?!&lt;br /&gt;sab called me and i met her (go to her blog for details) anyways, finally get to see that girl =D&lt;br /&gt;oh and my mum called my aunt and we met my aunt too!!&lt;br /&gt;the amazing things fate does.. aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my mum. okay that was so random.&lt;br /&gt;lol but in case ure thinking that i love her just because she bought me stuff..&lt;br /&gt;the answer is a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strong NO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; please.&lt;br /&gt;i love her for being who she is.. for lovin me more then i love her.&lt;br /&gt;and the fact is that i didnt buy much; only 2 tops and a jeans (which i need for work)&lt;br /&gt;hehe im happy with it alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna turn my room &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;wheeee finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;purple &lt;/span&gt;is getting boring.. and i cant believe my room was once &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; =X&lt;br /&gt;its so.. barbie? ahha nvm! that was once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh brother's home.. goodbye&lt;br /&gt;have i mention tt my com is bonkers again?&lt;br /&gt;ok its crazy. i hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110684571135177678?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110684571135177678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110684571135177678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110684571135177678' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110675427466905407</id><published>2005-01-26T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T23:48:14.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUT THE HELL UP ZHU, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS A LOAD U ASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this whole entry is a &lt;strong&gt;special all-about-u entry&lt;/strong&gt;, u moron. this is like the first time in i-dont-know how long that ive felt &lt;u&gt;so much&lt;/u&gt; hatred against a person.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. FUCK HER (pardon my swearings pls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she ought to be proud tt shes the one &amp;amp; only person thats officially on my hate list. first in rank somemore. assholemoronshithead *insert more swearings*&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; and still &lt;em&gt;AM&lt;/em&gt; so pissed with her.. like SOSOOOOOOOOO pissed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;obviously something happened again.. this time it was so bad it got really really bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg its actually so bad that i can feel myself getting hot physically u know? i get fiery whenever i think of it now.&lt;br /&gt;u must be thinking why the heck i hate her so much, well simply because :&lt;br /&gt;1) shes unreasonable&lt;br /&gt;2) she ask pple to do smth but she herself dont even do it (hello action speak louder than words? oh i forgot her english suck lah)&lt;br /&gt;3) shes biased&lt;br /&gt;4) i just hate her so much&lt;br /&gt;5) shes a bloody shithead who doesnt wanna admit that she can be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sight of her face makes me _____&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what words to use to describe the anger and hatred im feeling now &lt;a href="mailto:#$@$T^#$%"&gt;#$@$T^#$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank god&lt;/em&gt; im not gonna see her for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE SHE CAN GET OUT OF MY SIGHT SINCE SHE SAYS WORK ENDS VERY LATE.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LAH 10 + VERY LATE ISIT&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna get nastier . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110675427466905407?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110675427466905407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110675427466905407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110675427466905407' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110662802231129904</id><published>2005-01-25T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T12:43:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's been a hard day's night&lt;br /&gt;and i've been working like a dog&lt;br /&gt;it's been a hard day's night&lt;br /&gt;i should be sleeping like a log&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when I get home to you&lt;br /&gt;i find the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;will make me feel all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly! its been so many hard day's night !&lt;br /&gt;and i dont have anyone special to make me feel alright? lol its gonna be a hard day's night again today! gosh&lt;br /&gt;have i mention that i particularly hate my 'head' in the shop. lets nickname her ZHU !&lt;br /&gt;okay u see, i was late for 5 or 10 mins and she nagged at me&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind that becos its my fault that im late but WTF shes &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; late can?!&lt;br /&gt;shitty asshole! i cant stand pple she contradicts themself. i just feel like giving her one tight slap. and smth else happened too but its a long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she just suck, period.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, work has been so routined.. i hate routined stuff. (u know how boring it gets)&lt;br /&gt;ive been doing the EXACT same thing everyday? yawns i feel like ive lost touch with the world! serious. i havent seen any of my friends except afew which i happen to see near my workplace&lt;br /&gt;but i was finally off yst =) so i went shopping alone (yah pathetic huh)&lt;br /&gt;but i met up with angie for lunch at sakae (: nth much lah cos she had to work at night.. grrr hahaha&lt;br /&gt;btw i went home empty handed! ahaha see! i said i lost my shopaholic mood..&lt;br /&gt;shopping just sucks now. really horrible. all the clothes are so boring/ugly =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a pair of jeans badly!!&lt;br /&gt;shit i better not be late for work.. damn that ZHU &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110662802231129904?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110662802231129904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110662802231129904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110662802231129904' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110636953615025947</id><published>2005-01-22T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T12:52:16.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i can be placed next to a pile of poo and NOT feel weird =l&lt;br /&gt;why is it that everyone seem to have a course (or poly) in mind that they wanna go to?&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont even know what course i wanna get into! everything seems so boring.&lt;br /&gt;im hopelessly hopeless  lahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work later. workworkworkwork&lt;br /&gt;everyday work.. i havent even really shop for new year yet!&lt;br /&gt;i need to shop. but all the good clothes gone.. sob&lt;br /&gt;but nvm at least ive got $$  =D yays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to be late &lt;em&gt;again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah im the &lt;strong&gt;late queen&lt;/strong&gt; (proud to be one lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gone are the good times we shared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110636953615025947?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110636953615025947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110636953615025947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110636953615025947' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110615311289840160</id><published>2005-01-20T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:55:42.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can i just curse blogger? BLOODY HELL&lt;br /&gt;i blogged and this stupid blogger just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to ruin it ! #$%@*&lt;br /&gt;im quite sure it wasnt my com becos other websites were doing fine..&lt;br /&gt;yawns nvm i ll reblog since im so bored but am too lazy to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days of work seemed like forever ?! but im kinda loving it for now and i hope this love lasts =p&lt;br /&gt;a few other 16 yr old girls working with me.. friendly chicks &lt;3&gt;utterly disgraced&lt;/u&gt; to say BG =/ lousy shit lol&lt;br /&gt;bah working there is a little like Mango.. just that its a much smaller shop and there re more foldings than hangings to do! u know how much folding sucks.. we even need to follow this 'board' for the width of the clothes. yes, im serious! the big boss suck and NOBODY likes him (but he haven treat me bad &lt;strong&gt;yet&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;all the clothes are sooooo damn x 100 cute!!! there are tubes, spag n racer back tops and etc lah&lt;br /&gt;really super cute.. the smaller the sizes, the cuter it gets! haha if only i had a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get married! give birth to a cute lil baby GIRL. im not bias but girls are usually more well behaved and sweet. i said &lt;strong&gt;usually&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and besides, girls have gt more varieties of cutie clothes =D i cant wait to dress my child up; prettypretty. hehe&lt;br /&gt;ok i know all these will soon become a chore! but i still want someone who can accompany me to my grave lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"only twice in ur life do they pronounce u smth. the first is man and wife, the second is dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i cant wait for my first but i sure hope my second comes as late as possible (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to bathe, catch my show and go to bed!&lt;br /&gt;another day at work tmr. think happy and u ll feel happy :))&lt;br /&gt;[highlight all + ctrl C *winks]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110615311289840160?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110615311289840160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110615311289840160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110615311289840160' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110595471222912639</id><published>2005-01-17T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T17:50:37.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been cooling all afternoon. superb x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighto! i got a job. but there are alot of BUTS in my head.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. its quite confusing.. nah i really have no idea what im saying lol&lt;br /&gt;just hoping that it wont be too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother got the Xda lls. tsk expensive&lt;br /&gt;no we re not rich lah. he bought it with his &lt;strong&gt;super hard earned&lt;/strong&gt; pay!&lt;br /&gt;thats good because hes not spending money like any-o-how. pay with what u earned! i should learn to do that man (my bro is my role model =p).. haha but im not really a $ spender right ! ya so its not so bad. i just need money for some things i wanna DO. anyway xda is cool! abit big but still cool! not suitable for me though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY shopping sucks now lah; no money, no talk.&lt;br /&gt;and besides, everything so sian already. everywhere selling the same kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;all those nicey stuff cost like shit *blabberblabber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think buying expensive clothes is really (and i mean REALLY) not worth it at all?&lt;br /&gt;but maybe its &lt;em&gt;o-k&lt;/em&gt; to buy smth expensive as a gift to urself &lt;u&gt;occasionally&lt;/u&gt;.. but some pple really =/&lt;br /&gt;i think its silly? ure only like paying for what?!&lt;br /&gt;bingo - the brand&lt;br /&gt;take &lt;strong&gt;fcuk&lt;/strong&gt; for example: just four simple letters. a shirt with one pathetic sentence on it cost $50.. seriously, whats the point huh? i admit i envy those who can afford. but i dont think its worth it? spend it on food or smth u need lahh. besides, pple like us grow so fast.. before u know it - u cant even fit into ur bloody shirt or wdv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i was referring to pple who arent too rich.&lt;br /&gt;rich pple can spend all they want.&lt;br /&gt;they DONT NEED to care. (:&lt;br /&gt;actually i do own some expensive clothes like levis jeans (1 pathetic piece) cause my superloveable&amp;amp;nice mum allows me to buy anything i want! but sometimes it just &lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt; to spend wdv she earned awy right? okay u get what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110595471222912639?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110595471222912639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110595471222912639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110595471222912639' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110585211177679274</id><published>2005-01-16T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T13:08:31.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can anybody tell me WHY my blogger is in chinese!?!?&lt;br /&gt;i donnt know what the heck i did.. lol anybody knows how to change it back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110585211177679274?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110585211177679274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110585211177679274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110585211177679274' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110580761887244349</id><published>2005-01-16T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:48:49.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont want to be anything &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;other than what ive been trying to be lately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i have to do is think of me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i have peace of mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im tired of looking round rooms &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wondering what i gotta do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or who im supposed to be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont want to be anything other than me&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/6618567-110580761887244349?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110580761887244349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110580761887244349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110580761887244349' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110580706901548369</id><published>2005-01-16T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:42:35.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns.. im feeling tired already.&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;em&gt;thats early. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my shopaholic mood (or wdv its called) ever since i came back from aussie&lt;br /&gt;its like.. shopping = wasting energy walking ard.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the only things i bought so far were err.. 2 books ?! pple who know me will know that i &lt;strong&gt;hardly ever&lt;/strong&gt; buy books! waste of money. i guess i just wanna have smth to do?&lt;br /&gt;hmm perhaps the reasons for me not shopping is im broke and shopping over here is &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; compared to over there!&lt;br /&gt;aww damnit i miss aussie again. yayaya.. im repeating myself again but so what? im gonna say it again. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I MISS AUSSIE x 10000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically, im going shopping tmr =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh im so pissed with JOBS. no im not angry that im jobless. its just the.. WHOLE thing. $%#^* i dont really know what exactly but im just in the &lt;em&gt;tohellwithyou&lt;/em&gt; mood. if i dont really need $, i wont even think of working! i dont mind spending boring afternoons at home really.&lt;br /&gt;f*** i wish i was in a jc now. blame it on my brains.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont really fancy going to poly but im 90% sure im getting into one.. bleah&lt;br /&gt;if only i could get out of here with my cousie.. so sad lah! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;suddenly everything hits me, &lt;strong&gt;so clearly&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110580706901548369?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110580706901548369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110580706901548369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110580706901548369' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110559911999177090</id><published>2005-01-13T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T14:58:16.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, lynnie on the blog!! ha ha&lt;br /&gt;ok ive got so much shit to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i a pessimistic person? thats what jonathan thinks i am. he even said alot bout me. (not ALOT but good enough)&lt;br /&gt;hes abit psychic.. lol he can tell how a person is like just by talking to him/her !&lt;br /&gt;and its seriously real because wdv he said bout me was right.. despite the fact that we re always only joking around or crapping. i really like him lahhh x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A JOB &lt;strong&gt;BADLY&lt;/strong&gt;. thinking back.. i wonder why did i even quit at mango?!&lt;br /&gt;i could have continue.. so WHAT THE HELL was i thinking man!?!?! %#$&amp;% the regrets u make in life. haha its so bloody hard to get a part time job now and im quitting =l must have been out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid fcuk just wont call.. i hope they call tmr. or &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; fcuk fcuk! get the joke? ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good chat with my cousie yst night&lt;br /&gt;yesyes coffee club-ed again.. i really cant think of a better 24hrs service cafe around town&lt;br /&gt;as usual we were the youngest there.. but who cares =p i think we stayed the longest.&lt;br /&gt;heh she was actually the one that told me what jonathan said bout me. he asked her whether i am ____ (wdv he thought i am) duhhh.. its difficult to tell someone in the face how u think of that person, right? awkward - is the right word to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh im gonna miss my cousie when she leaves for aussie! ok the fact is that im jealous can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lyn is super jealous!!&lt;/strong&gt; but i will really miss her too. hehe i miss aussie. hais.. here i go again. STOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh hahaah guess what pple! ive been reading a chinese book. yes CHINESE&lt;br /&gt;omg even I cant believe it. o-kay, so i skip at least 2 words every sentence but so what! i still get the whole storyline alright. Lol interesting. and i bought a book yst; &lt;em&gt;man and wife.&lt;/em&gt; just to cure boredom but i hope it wont come in handy because i really (x1000) want a job now? reaaally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need the money for far too many things! adding on the adidas jacket that i saw yst.. sigh (okay thats not a need but the rest really are) ive never realised the imptance of $ because im not really a spender. but as i grow, i spend + need more money so;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOM, &lt;/strong&gt;it hits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;hello reality?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bless that i ll get a job soon.&lt;br /&gt;or can someone get me that adidas jacket? juskidding.. not like anyone would. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110559911999177090?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110559911999177090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110559911999177090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110559911999177090' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110522130074611243</id><published>2005-01-09T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T05:55:00.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW its 6 am.. told u im turning nocturnal ! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had alot of fun today! &lt;strong&gt;meet the fockers&lt;/strong&gt; is damn funny!! hahahaha ok i know im abit lag.. but&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT? fock you! ive been fockerisedddd =p jus kidding. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;and the baby is sooooo cute! &lt;em&gt;ass-hooooooo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why im having a hard time blogging! ahhaaha my memory is failing me. all i can rmb is&lt;br /&gt;- fatty  swensens&lt;br /&gt;- cute jap guy!!&lt;br /&gt;- funny movie with illegal food! HAAHA&lt;br /&gt;- pretty stroll&lt;br /&gt;- mongolia guys who look jap&lt;br /&gt;- coffee club with not enough money =D&lt;br /&gt;- disgusting toilets&lt;br /&gt;- cab homeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun right! ya i know hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;abit high today =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, good morning. but im going to sleep now! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110522130074611243?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110522130074611243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110522130074611243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110522130074611243' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110510891985972570</id><published>2005-01-07T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T22:47:23.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;let the rain fall down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;wake my dreams&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let it&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;wash away my sanity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cause i wanna feel the thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wanna scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised alot of my entries are sent at like around 2am? that means im turning nocturnal! and thats a bad thing but hmm the night sky kinda gives me a funny feeling =l esp if im alone somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;is that a fact or am i just weird ?&lt;br /&gt;i think its just me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if u dont do it, dont expect someone else to do it &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/6618567-110510891985972570?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110510891985972570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110510891985972570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110510891985972570' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110507753225191493</id><published>2005-01-07T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:00:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want my &lt;strong&gt;levis&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! should i anot, angie ?&lt;br /&gt;omg any sponsors? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110507753225191493?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110507753225191493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110507753225191493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110507753225191493' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110503162853595331</id><published>2005-01-07T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T01:24:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so im back from outerspace (:&lt;br /&gt;i really am in a daze these days. besides going job-hunting.. im still waiting for very unhopeful calls. grhh &gt;:l eat. sleep. tv. dream. computer. read. town and baaaah doing my usual thang lah! life's pretty much routined here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know, all those pple who re schooling are complaining that JC life sucks *blabber blabber&lt;br /&gt;but PLS FEEL LUCKY THAT UVE GOT SMTH TO DO CAN !!? why? because ;&lt;br /&gt;1) u get to make/meet new friends (BGR?)&lt;br /&gt;2) ure not stuck with doing the same things again (whether its going out or staying home)&lt;br /&gt;3) ure experiencing a new kinda life&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;u have got the brains!&lt;/strong&gt; (ok i wish i was in one now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh the irony in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what the heck i want in mine. i keep thinking Spore is so damn boring BUT i know tt Spore &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a darn good country? its safe in terms of terrorism, compared to anywhere else. or at least from any natural disasters!! but if i had a choice i think i will really get out of here.. not permanently though! some 1-2 years period will be good. i think? dont get it wrong, i still love Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw on news that some fortune teller from &lt;em&gt;i forgot&lt;/em&gt; which country predicted that there is more to come in yr 2005. more = natural disasters =/ all that is left to say is ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;May God Bless Us&lt;/u&gt; &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeee im weird. i wish im at coffee club right now! NOW!! sipping on my ice mocha vanilla n having my sweetsweet girl talk. its best to talk at night ; the feeling's just right. peaceful + beautiful sky with a touch of the moon x) &lt;em&gt;i wishhh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah back to reality. actually my life really isnt THAT bad lah. sometimes i tend to overlook things. haha goodnighties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110503162853595331?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110503162853595331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110503162853595331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110503162853595331' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110477472494024727</id><published>2005-01-04T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T01:54:39.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually had 3 sweetdreams yesterday night and im over the moon! haha&lt;br /&gt;we actually chatted a lil in the dream.. aww how sweet. im missing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i hope that person call! just call lah PLEASE! god bless us =)&lt;br /&gt;and i hope&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; person call too. bwahaha but there is like less den 10% chance of tt happening ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SAD LAH.. i feel so arghy now!&lt;br /&gt;actually ive got quite a load of crap to say but im just not in the mood to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110477472494024727?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110477472494024727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110477472494024727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110477472494024727' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110460711013487630</id><published>2005-01-02T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T03:23:47.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so im still sore bout what happened and im &lt;strong&gt;trying&lt;/strong&gt; to get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank god today wasnt a bad day&lt;br /&gt;out to one of my oldold tourmate house.. met up with lotsa pple&lt;br /&gt;and my aussie guide went too! hahaha i really missed him ! no, hes not young but not old. hes very funny yet smart and faithful. (sounds like a poem haha!) awwww? hee his girl is sooo pretty. shes a mixed eurasian.. so u can imagine her face urself lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught &lt;strong&gt;phantom of the opera. &lt;/strong&gt;its good if ure into plays, the songs are damn nice..&lt;br /&gt;some parts abit sad&lt;br /&gt;girl talked with my beloved cousie at our usual coffee club. yeahhh it was sweet x) i love the ice mocha vanilla there! haha fat.. aussie made me fatter but i wont mind living there =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh anyway i forgot to wish everyone a happy sweet and new 2005 !&lt;br /&gt;before u know it, 2006 will be right at ur doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;night time sharpens, heightens each sensation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;darkness stirs and wakes imagination&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;silently the senses abandon their defences&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;softly, deftly, music shall surround you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel it, hear it, closing in around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;open up your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let your fantasies unwind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in this darkness which you know you cannot fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the darkness of the music of the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leave all thoughts of the world you knew before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let your soul take you where you want to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only then can u belong to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you alone can make my song take flight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;help me make the music of the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110460711013487630?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110460711013487630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110460711013487630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110460711013487630' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110455643283200185</id><published>2005-01-01T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T13:22:53.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM GOING TO KILL MYSELF !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he walked in mango at 6! arghh $%#%^* why why&lt;strong&gt; why&lt;/strong&gt; the heck must my dinner be at 6 !?!?!&lt;br /&gt;shits.. nooooo i knew it. i seriously sensed it okay ? damndamndamnnnn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh the things fate does.. DAMNIT LAH&lt;br /&gt;i am damn sad now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110455643283200185?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110455643283200185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110455643283200185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110455643283200185' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110450515665679359</id><published>2004-12-31T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T23:13:11.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2005 will be arriving in less den 2 hrs time&lt;br /&gt;but my nose is killing me.. argh what a good start to a new year? getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;haha but! i think its a blessing in disguise cos i got to skip work today! but i didnt get an mc either cos the doctors were i guess, busy preparing to celebrate! (closed) i dono what im gonna do but i dont really care cos anyway the job is ending.. mwuhaha yahoo!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;in fact im hoping it stopped &lt;em&gt;already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe i absolutely &lt;3&gt;A minute of silence for those who died please. theyre so innocent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok away with the sad stuff. looking back on 2004; its been a long ride with everything running like a cheetah man! olevels and all.. bloody hectic but im glad we all got over it ! all the sad and happy moments are gone. i still miss everything from my aussie trip.. its&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; bad. u wont know&lt;br /&gt;=( sigh theres only more rocky roads to come..yawns and i feel &lt;u&gt;its amazing how much a person can change.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got quite a number of new yrs resolutions =p but im gonna keep it a secret. hee anyway its not like anyone whos reading this cares..... =/ i think i blog for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im fine with that (: goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110450515665679359?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110450515665679359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110450515665679359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110450515665679359' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110433564511390363</id><published>2004-12-29T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T00:09:06.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; i know the luxury of sitting down. hahaha one typcial singlish word; &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt; ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my colleagues are quite nice lah&lt;br /&gt;hehe some look so quiet, some look so cold but theyre all actually quite nice + funny! oh ya n did i mention that mango plays the same music like 100 times?! repeat until even I know how to sing. lol please, its only my 3rd day at work! it can get quite irritating though. yawns lah.. we re all dying ! during work its like :&lt;br /&gt;- super slpy&lt;br /&gt;- super tiring (only 1 break)&lt;br /&gt;- feet super pain (cannot sit and rest)&lt;br /&gt;- super hungry&lt;br /&gt;- super annoying&lt;br /&gt;- super hot&lt;br /&gt;- super long (for work to end)&lt;br /&gt;- super crowded&lt;br /&gt;oh god everything's SUPER! lastly, please try &lt;u&gt;adding everything together at once&lt;/u&gt; and experience it baby! night shift is the worst.. nobody knows tt we have to pack up til 12+ am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah anyways i uploaded some pics alr&lt;br /&gt;the fly one is inside too &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2133276533"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2133276533&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still so aussie sick :( its really &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; bad. i said &lt;strong&gt;VERY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nv expected this man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat is killing me! help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110433564511390363?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110433564511390363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110433564511390363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110433564511390363' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110416858677571303</id><published>2004-12-28T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T01:36:50.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thats it !! i freaking hate being in mango now. its so boring........... u can die folding/hanging the clothes&lt;br /&gt;and why cant those pple put the clothes back NICELY. like shit you! hello pple folding like siao yet there u are purposely throwing infront of me. shit you assholes! slaps 1000 times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for gods (and any salesgirls) sake, those who goes shopping PLEASE have the decency to put the clothes back man. need not be perfect but at least TRY !? &lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay i sounded so serious. its not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad but yeah its bad. ultra tiring, feets hurt&lt;br /&gt;argh enough of bitching. sorry peeps! anyways i gtgggg i hate my com la.. sucks all my photos inside! damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM VERY AUSSIE SICK&lt;/strong&gt; boohoohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; why am i thinkingggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ure an addiction !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110416858677571303?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110416858677571303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110416858677571303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110416858677571303' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110399478593403194</id><published>2004-12-26T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T01:19:08.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my com&lt;strong&gt; REALLY&lt;/strong&gt; crashed !! noooo damnit.. i knew it. i expected it. i sensed it, really! had this feeling in aussie.. haha maybe i can predict the future =D hey thats not a bad thing right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee it was fun alright. the whole trip :)) if only i could travel round the world *dreams&lt;br /&gt;next time go backpacking yays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, to summerise :&lt;br /&gt;-new friends; great pple&lt;br /&gt;-ultra nice tour guide; i like him. lol he bought me a xmas pressie awww.. trust me hes damn sweet.&lt;br /&gt;-extraordinary pretty beaches&lt;br /&gt;-HUGE surfshops of all nice brands (ripcurl roxy billabong rusty volcom blahblah)&lt;br /&gt;-great sceneries&lt;br /&gt;-fun movie world&lt;br /&gt;-basically a fly-ry place (which can really make ur blood boil) ive got a pic of someone! hahaha upload laters or smth&lt;br /&gt;-friendly &amp;amp; well mannered australians&lt;br /&gt;-celebrated cousin's bday on the plane! thats so bloody cool ?! they announced over the system and the crews actually walked out with the cake! haha nice peeps&lt;br /&gt;- etc haha lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i love aussie! im missing it! im gonna move there. oh yes i am. hahaha im dreaming again..&lt;br /&gt;hrmm, maybe i can marry someone rich! hahaahhah &lt;em&gt;righttttt&lt;/em&gt; time to bathe! seeyah later =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;merry belated xmas everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110399478593403194?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110399478593403194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110399478593403194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110399478593403194' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110345665608911906</id><published>2004-12-19T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T19:44:16.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheee my cousie and i are actually trying their $2 hi speed internet thingie here.. hahaha yes they spelled as hi. anyways the time here is like 940? ya smth sort of.. 2 hrs faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the weather sucks as much as spore but its more windy so yay. hahaha yawns damn tired now.. only day 1 god bless us! (: OH YA and there are alot of eye candies here in aussie! ahahahahah really&lt;strong&gt; alot&lt;/strong&gt;.  like today my cousin and i saw this VERYVERY cute japanese (or mixed) porter! hahahaaha damn funny and the pple here jus walk ard bare footed or half naked. cool? hehehe the girls wearr bikinis of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK GTG BYE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110345665608911906?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110345665608911906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110345665608911906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110345665608911906' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110329893830677086</id><published>2004-12-17T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T00:13:16.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG FAT HELLO WELLO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to anyone whos reading this. thanks for holding on to my blabberings often =p&lt;br /&gt;as u can see im very &lt;em&gt;in the mood&lt;/em&gt; today (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okayyy&lt;/em&gt; so my dads foot is alrighto alr. thanks to all who blessed =p but it sure was freaky &amp;amp; im like that kind tt wanna act calm in shitty situations. so yah! lol its all acting lah! i realise im starting (or all along?) to sound very singlish.. (angie must be the singlish bk !) hrmm but i should to be proud tt im a 100% pure sporean what right ! no, should be HOR?! aahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah i think i went to the loo abt 6 times today.. bladder problem! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh ya did i mention that i finally caught &lt;strong&gt;dawn of the dead&lt;/strong&gt; yst! on my com.. ive been wanting to catch that flick. but trust me, dont &lt;u&gt;ever&lt;/u&gt; d/l any movies online. (how contradicting? i have like 5 movies in my com now! haha but hey u cant blame me. typical sporean goes for 'cheapcheap thang =p)&lt;br /&gt;the quality SUCKS BIG TIME !! u cant really hear dem speak plus with e backgrd music blasting awy.. grh !! zzz i got hold of the whole storyline anyhows. hehe worse den i expected but not bad still.. zombies are scary. imagine if they really exist? &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to type alot.. kills boredom. oh i like elvis presley's jailhouse rock. yes! maia sang this song before.. its nice go download (and risk getting jailed) lol! bwah i guess pretty random today? collin, i feel like u now hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh kinda hungry. beard papa rocks! those cream puffs are heavenly! yum im lovin` it&lt;br /&gt;wow its 1157 now.. i cant believe i took 45mins to crap! loll must be all the pauses from msn. okay la save ur torture, byes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110329893830677086?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110329893830677086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110329893830677086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110329893830677086' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110317413973558850</id><published>2004-12-16T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T13:17:03.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY FUCK. the knife drop on my fathers foot !!!&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. he says he fell straight down and can u imagine how fucking pain it is ?!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............. scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont dare to see. #%#$^$e*&amp; damnit.. must be damn pain =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110317413973558850?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110317413973558850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110317413973558850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110317413973558850' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110301616278837193</id><published>2004-12-14T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T17:27:30.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my dad broke his glasses while changing the bedsheets. big deal u must be thinking ?&lt;br /&gt;welllll it reminded me of smth.. and im telling u tt its definately not a gd thing. all i can say is i love my dad aka the 'funny dad' im proud of it LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah now im jus slacking at home everyday! planning to do this like forever.&lt;br /&gt;haha no lah, it sucks to be at home and im sure everyone noes&lt;strong&gt; exactly&lt;/strong&gt;, how much it sucks right ?!!?&lt;br /&gt;bet so. boredom ah.. kills.&lt;br /&gt;but a very BIG THANKYOU to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my sweet angie&lt;/span&gt; for all those 8 days mags ! (that girl actually went throught the trouble of carrying it to town and blah! its damn heavy) thanks lah muack =p&lt;br /&gt;and of cos to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sabbie&lt;/span&gt; for 'her world' mag ! damn thick (700 pages) i haven even got through half of it !! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus ive got my cleo, my mp3s, my rollar coaster tycoon (but it gets boring) and last but not least, my room is always available for me to pack ! haahhaa forever lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i guess staying home doesnt suck so much if ure not really feeling on the shit side. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i love the song on my blog! angie + sab sure got very sick of me singing HAHA&lt;br /&gt;same old sentence somemore. rofl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will survive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110301616278837193?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110301616278837193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110301616278837193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110301616278837193' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110278046124977328</id><published>2004-12-11T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T23:56:40.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighto quick, tell me that the guy on my new skin is &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! i mean his body.&lt;br /&gt;actually cant really see lah ah? hahaha but wdv because i took so hell long to find a good pic so u'd &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; tell me its nice. thank you x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays! am going out tmr i think! pls lahhh.. im dying at home. needa buy some stuff like ; boardshorts, black heels, pants &amp;amp; top, earphone, err the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;fine so its not some. its &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt;. grhh.. $_$ why do money exist in this world ?!&lt;br /&gt;but den again no money, no world. so forget it lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont let ur fantasies run too far&lt;br /&gt;because when that happens,&lt;em&gt; u feel down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw sab, goodluck for ur filming (: whee shower shower. HAHA relax, chill and have plain fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110278046124977328?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110278046124977328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110278046124977328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110278046124977328' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110258068121359728</id><published>2004-12-09T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T22:40:16.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its another bright[?] day again!&lt;br /&gt;haha time flies if u look back but if u look forward its damn slow lah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh anyway angie !! i had a damn sweet dream too.. *dreams again&lt;br /&gt;but nooooo it will NEVER come true, 100% comfirmed :( our dreams never ever &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; come true one uh? haahah sucker. nvm 'work for it' bwhahah (tell me what u dreamt bout!)&lt;br /&gt;and i heard dreams are always the opposite to real life. i hope that isnt true.. pls ? *crosses fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes a survey for the living dead - pple like me, bored till they died ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what comes to ur mind when u see the word..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend =&gt; beloved TEN&lt;br /&gt;school =&gt; boring bgss&lt;br /&gt;coffee =&gt; bean!&lt;br /&gt;vanilla =&gt;my fave icecream&lt;br /&gt;yellow =&gt; yellow dirty fellow ! hehe&lt;br /&gt;pink =&gt; all the pink collar shirts 'ahbeng' wear&lt;br /&gt;josh hartnett =&gt; CUTE! and pearl harbour.. gd show.&lt;br /&gt;popcorn =&gt; movies&lt;br /&gt;liar =&gt; pants on fire!&lt;br /&gt;moon =&gt; fly me to the moon! haha the song&lt;br /&gt;memories =&gt; lock (err does it link? haha)&lt;br /&gt;sushi =&gt; sakae sushi! munch*&lt;br /&gt;sorry =&gt; RAHIM. hahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;enemy =&gt;behind enemy lines.. that movie..nice!&lt;br /&gt;first love =&gt; sweet? and utada hikaru's song, very nice!&lt;br /&gt;dog =&gt; prince (jacs dog)&lt;br /&gt;country =&gt; currently aussie ! wheeeee hehe&lt;br /&gt;love =&gt; hearts&lt;br /&gt;camera =&gt; olympus lol and the movie, shutter.&lt;br /&gt;WWE =&gt; err my father&lt;br /&gt;lousy =&gt; singlish! heh&lt;br /&gt;bed =&gt; 'shiok ah' lol&lt;br /&gt;lotr =&gt; the ring ?&lt;br /&gt;aloha =&gt; hawaii&lt;br /&gt;holiday =&gt; ausssie&lt;br /&gt;movie=&gt; alot eh&lt;br /&gt;chocolate =&gt; icecream which i dont like.. haha&lt;br /&gt;butt =&gt; butt-ock&lt;br /&gt;shoes =&gt; heels&lt;br /&gt;music =&gt; spore idol&lt;br /&gt;green =&gt; my fav colour recently&lt;br /&gt;balls =&gt; testis lol =X (im a bio student)&lt;br /&gt;rock =&gt; and roll&lt;br /&gt;life =&gt; routined&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter =&gt; SABBIE ! her fav..&lt;br /&gt;hurt =&gt; painful&lt;br /&gt;friends =&gt; love hearts hugs&lt;br /&gt;Christmas =&gt; ausssieeeee aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised my blog is damn full of black words.. lol like overcrowded ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110258068121359728?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110258068121359728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110258068121359728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110258068121359728' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110227790755646397</id><published>2004-12-06T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T04:23:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawns two comical movies in a day..&lt;br /&gt;didnt brighten my day though. its still boring.. living like tmrs the same thing&lt;br /&gt;god save meeee&lt;br /&gt;but bridget jones is quite funny anyway haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lead me out on the moonlit floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lift your open hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;strike up the band and make the fireflies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fantasy indulgence, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think maybe im suffering from insomnia now, Q! oh god it must be u.. ur disease. horrible. im dying from my thoughtttts and i really hate this =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110227790755646397?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110227790755646397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110227790755646397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110227790755646397' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110192216456688086</id><published>2004-12-02T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T01:35:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>drank vodka with the girls today! &lt;em&gt;rightt.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for the vodka. ahahahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAUFIK WON !! hmm actually the whole thing seems like nth or rather it&lt;em&gt; felt&lt;/em&gt; like nth. its jus like.. everything jus ends &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;like for sly, he worked so hard but everything jus sort of 'crashes down' in a sec ? and even if taufik won, its like sgps eng pop singers can &lt;strong&gt;NEVER &lt;/strong&gt;make it far lor =/&lt;br /&gt;SMTH LIKE THAT LAH. %!#&amp;$* argh i dont really know what im saying.. hehe plus i dono how to explain this weird feeling inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im jus a big weirdo lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns im really tired and god knows why !?&lt;br /&gt;maybe its all the walking.. so many 'maybes' today. haha alrighto goodnight. cant take no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait! did i mention bout my bro?&lt;br /&gt;hes so funny cute &amp;amp; so sweeet! (just like his sister. heh of course! lol)&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love him &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he rockrockROCK more den bonjovi or aerosmith or whatever, i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays zZzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110192216456688086?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110192216456688086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110192216456688086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110192216456688086' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110175247465070619</id><published>2004-11-30T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T02:30:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back. ok so i wasnt awy.. jus like theres practically&lt;strong&gt; nth&lt;/strong&gt; to blog about ? pathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no life.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just drank the world best soup made by my mum (yes at this time. slurp!)&lt;br /&gt;haha plus im munching on m&amp;ms now. no not now, its been the &lt;em&gt;whole day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FATNESS&lt;/span&gt; ahhah dont blame me, im a girl and thats a girl thing.&lt;br /&gt;alright i wont nag on anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg what to blog about ?! the holidays have been pretty blank for me&lt;br /&gt;empty ? yes thats the word! been having late morning + nights. meaning i slp late and wake up late lol&lt;br /&gt;im really wishing for alot of things now. right at this damned moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indulging in fantasies. &lt;/strong&gt;i need&lt;em&gt; something. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeee how i wish i can live overseas n get out of small limited compacted Spore!&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah haha tired but cant and dont feel like slping *&amp;amp;#!!@&lt;br /&gt;seems like everyones havin wild fun&lt;br /&gt;errr maybe i ll just go tycoon-ing with my rollar coasters.&lt;br /&gt;HAH byeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i want something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to get me through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this semi-charmed kind of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110175247465070619?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110175247465070619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110175247465070619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110175247465070619' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110149222953522018</id><published>2004-11-27T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T02:04:42.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its my rotting day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cherry tomatos = yumyum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110149222953522018?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110149222953522018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110149222953522018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110149222953522018' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110139735599971545</id><published>2004-11-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T00:29:40.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eyyy &lt;strong&gt;shutter&lt;/strong&gt; is nice. quite scary.. haven catch a proper horror flick for super uber long! haha neck pain now! no lah lol jk&lt;br /&gt;ive been going out everyday. sigh kinda boring alr.. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted this so much and now its like aaah i dono what i want man&lt;br /&gt;damnit my lifes boring uninteresting un-fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real thanks daryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i found myself today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh, i found myself and ran away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;something pulled me back a voice of reason, i forgot i had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;all i know is &lt;u&gt;your not here to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110139735599971545?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110139735599971545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110139735599971545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110139735599971545' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110135826750808489</id><published>2004-11-25T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T12:52:20.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>towned yst until my heels hurt like siao&lt;br /&gt;sab and i walked for 6 hrs or more none stop! omg and we met this weird man. suddenly talk to us den blahblahblah and he even gave us his number, asking us to contact him if we wanna go clubbing at Chinablack or anywhere. BWAHHAHAH thinking back its quite funny !?&lt;br /&gt;and we caught &lt;strong&gt;saw&lt;/strong&gt; ! finallyyy hehe =p its NICE. i like it i like it i like it ! that adam guy is funny lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmm &lt;strong&gt;shutter &lt;/strong&gt;today =)) oh shit that means town &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maan ive been towning the whole week.. lol boring&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i hope i wont get too paranoid after watching shutter haahah&lt;br /&gt;okay i better go get ready now since im the &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;late queen&lt;/span&gt; hehehe&lt;br /&gt;my cousin complaining alr ! zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110135826750808489?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110135826750808489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110135826750808489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110135826750808489' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110123062632699414</id><published>2004-11-24T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T01:28:07.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a good night with &lt;strong&gt;TEN&lt;/strong&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;billy bomber-ed until like DAMN full. basket, all fats! hahahaha lets see.. chicken, lambchop (omg i spelled as lamP lol), hotdog, egg, fries, salad, ice tea, pathetic (so not) cheese cake.&lt;br /&gt;lol ! but we never finish all lah.. so full. sab was like, &lt;em&gt;can i burst now?&lt;/em&gt; hhahahaah that girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwhahaha neoprints were damn fun! ok so theyre abit like for ahbengs and ahlians but who cares? lol i think we were like the loudest over there.. squeeeeezing and screaming. jac loves his pic.. err sab's one nice also (inside joke) HAHHAAHAAHA super hilarious. oops, dont blame me! collin laughed the &lt;u&gt;most&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbuck-ed till like 11 plus!? wheee fun talk, nice drinks, but no eye candies hehe&lt;br /&gt;im starting to feel alive &lt;em&gt;againnn&lt;/em&gt; x))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110123062632699414?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110123062632699414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110123062632699414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110123062632699414' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110119948393236707</id><published>2004-11-23T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T01:15:37.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS OVER! ITS ALL OVER. OLEVELS OVER !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; omg can i scream ?!!?&lt;br /&gt;do u know how great it feels to get over this shit that everyone has to get over with?&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;u&gt;damn good&lt;/u&gt; i tell you ! ahhh but actually, now that its over.&lt;br /&gt;i sense the sianess of doing nth everyday.. hahahaha okay so contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. im gonna pack my room, throw my books, go out, go out, go out, work&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on and on.. boring? =/ after awhile i guess&lt;br /&gt;hehe but i got manymany things to look forward to anyways :)&lt;br /&gt;going out now. byeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im a millionaire wannabe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110119948393236707?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110119948393236707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110119948393236707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110119948393236707' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110095452693847600</id><published>2004-11-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T20:46:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna catch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! actually i have no idea what its about at all&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but it seems nice and its nc-16! so it should be gross or smth..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna catch&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shutter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;too but i think errr.. scary ? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahh, i hope i can finish studying my bio and i hope it ll be easy. (duh lol)&lt;br /&gt;after the whole Os thing im gonna have so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; many stuff lined up ((= whoooo quickquickquick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday will come and go like cheetah right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110095452693847600?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110095452693847600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110095452693847600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110095452693847600' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110062867123349489</id><published>2004-11-17T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T02:21:40.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeeeah hitler, nazi germany came out!&lt;br /&gt;thank god man seriously. if not i really dont know how?&lt;br /&gt;hahha but actually cold war came out too.&lt;br /&gt;so for the first time i have like 2 choices to choose from! but i choose hitler anyway hehe&lt;br /&gt;so happy, but source based qns kinda suck so err.. i dono bout it. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;may luck be on my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i need to prepare for my poa and amaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;accounts of clubs and societies&lt;/span&gt; aint that bad anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol spent so damn long discussing it with az + jas&lt;br /&gt;and im SO satisfied with what we erm achieved? (dono what word to fit in) heheeh&lt;br /&gt;bah anyways im so excited! its all gonna be over soon..&lt;br /&gt;veryvery soon omggg =DD&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a long holiday man. &lt;u&gt;with nothing but relaxation.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven had a holiday without HW since p6! hah&lt;br /&gt;whooo im waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110062867123349489?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110062867123349489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110062867123349489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110062867123349489' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110045589911649337</id><published>2004-11-15T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:12:35.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yawns.. poa fagged me out =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i started on it and all i can say is :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;accounts of clubs and societies suck! (so it deserves an ugly colour.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;argh actually alot of chapters suck ? how man? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean seriously, i dont wanna do badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but time is running out.. no time to study. my amaths alr gone to hell sigh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for history, please jus let hitler come out &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;better &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; come out in themes man!! if not i ll die badly :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i never liked studying.. torturous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110045589911649337?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110045589911649337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110045589911649337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110045589911649337' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110027168381231006</id><published>2004-11-12T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T23:03:26.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i studied so little today! die die die!&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;em&gt; at least&lt;/em&gt; i started on amaths =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. but anyway two &lt;strong&gt;swedish guy&lt;/strong&gt; came today!&lt;br /&gt;theyre doing some survey in spore for their product&lt;br /&gt;hahaha theyre cute =x hehe i think my mum thinks so too lol!&lt;br /&gt;theyre damn humourous hahaha and they disturb me!&lt;br /&gt;about my studies and all and cos i was watching the champions&lt;br /&gt;he ask me whether the seagulls coach cute man!&lt;br /&gt;EWWW can u believe it ahhaahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i said no, got babes. den he saw and he was like wah so many!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhaah den my mum talk alot of crap&lt;br /&gt;they cleaned my bed for me using their product &lt;br /&gt;my bed is bloody dirty, filled with dustmites!!&lt;br /&gt;you wont believe it till u see it =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh im on cloud nine lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my show at 1130. so long..&lt;br /&gt;i should be studying now but argh no mood&lt;br /&gt;i think everyones alr in the holiday mood !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110027168381231006?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110027168381231006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110027168381231006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110027168381231006' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-110023973716226769</id><published>2004-11-12T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T14:12:41.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its good to be rich man !&lt;br /&gt;not good, its &lt;strong&gt;important.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u think ur life sucks, &lt;u&gt;think again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody always gave you what you wanted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you never had to work it was always there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you dont know what its like..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-110023973716226769?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110023973716226769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/110023973716226769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110023973716226769' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109997981004135588</id><published>2004-11-09T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T14:08:01.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eew the spore idols are gonna sing ASIAN POP SONGS this week right?&lt;br /&gt;so disgusting to hear them sing chinese lol&lt;br /&gt;hearing dem &lt;em&gt;speak&lt;/em&gt; on the ad is alr like so -dot-&lt;br /&gt;imagine them singing.. hrmm hahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better start on my history now&lt;br /&gt;stupid cambridge &lt;em&gt;purposely&lt;/em&gt; put poa p2 and amaths p2 together&lt;br /&gt;damn it, WHAT TO DO WITH MY POINTS !!! so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate being compared with other pple ;&lt;br /&gt; my mum's favourite hobby&lt;br /&gt;im born without brains can anot. i stupid cannot isit ?&lt;br /&gt;as if i like to get low marks. as if i like to fail. as if i like being stupid. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS IF I CARE ABOUT WHAT OTHERS GET&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;?!!?!?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109997981004135588?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109997981004135588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109997981004135588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109997981004135588' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109982753413851168</id><published>2004-11-07T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T19:38:54.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i think you re just plain selfish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109982753413851168?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109982753413851168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109982753413851168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109982753413851168' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109981007606157376</id><published>2004-11-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:07:42.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>caught toy story on disney chnl jus now!&lt;br /&gt;lol its damn funny cute and nice, really!&lt;br /&gt;i still like it after watching it for SO many times =p&lt;br /&gt;hehe if only we were toys ? no sch! hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths p2 tmr.. i hope its gonna be alright. no high hopes though..&lt;br /&gt;im worried about my poa&lt;br /&gt;flunked my amaths so what do u expect? i need to score in poa&lt;br /&gt;at least a b4 PLS. but quite difficult lah.. mission impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad telling my family that my os are OKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when in actual fact, i really dont know?&lt;/em&gt; damn this shit&lt;br /&gt;how !! bad results. big disappointment. feel stupid. lousy sch, bad course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;os suck, period. it shouldnt even be use to determine our intelligence level.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh anyway i was talking to my beloved bro online&lt;br /&gt;haha he wants to get &lt;a href="http://asia.cnet.com/reviews/handhelds/0,39031442,39074560p,00.htm"&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; phone&lt;br /&gt;yah, abit ambitious lah ahahha&lt;br /&gt;its not even out in spore yet AND it costs a bomb man! BOOM&lt;br /&gt;oh well ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;money is the root of all evil !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ahwhaahah okay off topic =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109981007606157376?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109981007606157376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109981007606157376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109981007606157376' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109963710742573246</id><published>2004-11-05T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:08:57.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jac showed daryl n i this =/&lt;br /&gt;JUST LOOK AT THOSE BLOODY POINTS.&lt;br /&gt;all the jcs cut off points got lower.&lt;br /&gt;even meridian is 13 ! stupid shit&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think im going poly LOL but its just sad aint it ? &lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#adc7de" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="contentBold" valign="bottom" align="middle" width="50" bgcolor="#adc7de"&gt;S/NO&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="contentBold" valign="bottom" align="middle" width="148" bgcolor="#adc7de"&gt;Junior College &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="contentBold" align="'center'" width="159"&gt;Arts (Cut-Off Point)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="contentBold" align="'center'" width="167"&gt;Science (Cut-Off Point)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;!-- END OF TABLE HEADER SECTION --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN OF TABLE CONTENT SECTION --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Anderson JC &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Anglo-Chinese JC &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Catholic JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Hwa Chong JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Jurong JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Meridian JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Nanyang JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;National JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Pioneer JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;17&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Raffles JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Serangoon JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;12&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;St. Andrew JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;13&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Tampines JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Temasek JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Victoria JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="'normal'style=" bgcolor="#00feef" height="17"&gt;&lt;td class="normal" align="'center'" height="17"&gt;16&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'left'"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="..images/spacer.gif" width="5" /&gt;Yishun JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="'center'"&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;!-- END OF TABLE CONTENT SECTION --&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="middle"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="middle"&gt;&lt;img height="18" src="../images/spacer.gif" width="10" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109963710742573246?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109963710742573246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109963710742573246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109963710742573246' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109948967921476222</id><published>2004-11-03T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T21:47:59.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right so switzerland came out !! so happy hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to YAY when i saw the qns on the paper lol!&lt;br /&gt;but the paper wasnt too good for me still :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs english compo and physics pretty much screwed up too&lt;br /&gt;im so stupid. and tmrs maths hrmm..  &lt;br /&gt;god please bless me! i hope i can like do well&lt;br /&gt;but err my maths is bad. amaths esp =/&lt;br /&gt;hais gotta chiong for maths later.. i dono what i dono !!&lt;br /&gt;gd thing the olevels seem to be passing so fast&lt;br /&gt;hehe can party soon! whoooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking forward baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i hate the YILIN in the 9 o`clock show on chnl 8!&lt;br /&gt;what a bitch, i really wanna slap her &lt;u&gt;real hard&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can she do that to her fren ?!!? her best friend somemore &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heartless creature.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im glad i dont have friends like her. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109948967921476222?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109948967921476222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109948967921476222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109948967921476222' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109911707498458048</id><published>2004-10-30T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T14:24:13.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 things that i fear:&lt;br /&gt;- ghosts ?&lt;br /&gt;- frogs! theyre disgusting..&lt;br /&gt;- pple dying or rather war lol&lt;br /&gt;- being alone&lt;br /&gt;- i dono larh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things that make me laugh:&lt;br /&gt;- stoicies&lt;br /&gt;- TEN&lt;br /&gt;- the show, just for laughs! hahaha some are damn hilarious&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes my 'dumbdad' =p&lt;br /&gt;- my memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things/people i love:&lt;br /&gt;- my family =)&lt;br /&gt;- stoicies&lt;br /&gt;- TEN&lt;br /&gt;- my bed&lt;br /&gt;- money! mwuahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i hate:&lt;br /&gt;- selfish peeps&lt;br /&gt;- hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;- being controlled (okay who likes tt?)&lt;br /&gt;- being poor&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes me? yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i don't understand:&lt;br /&gt;- just life itself&lt;br /&gt;- why my brain is so small -.-&lt;br /&gt;- why cant we just enjoy life since we ll all die one day&lt;br /&gt;- poa&lt;br /&gt;- why the weather is so bloody hot brhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my desk:&lt;br /&gt;- books, mags, pencil box &amp; stuff&lt;br /&gt;- water bottle&lt;br /&gt;- camera (since dono when its there)&lt;br /&gt;- handphone&lt;br /&gt;- FOOD, essential for studying! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am:&lt;br /&gt;- breathing&lt;br /&gt;- typing, surfing the net&lt;br /&gt;- sleepy&lt;br /&gt;- lazy to study&lt;br /&gt;- dreaming of 24th nov. or isit 23rd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 negative facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;- i slack alot esp when the os is here&lt;br /&gt;- think im fat&lt;br /&gt;- stubborn? i think so&lt;br /&gt;- personal stuff&lt;br /&gt;- fantasise &lt;u&gt;ALOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 positive facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;- am independent =D&lt;br /&gt;- willing to die for my family&lt;br /&gt;- loves everyone ard me X 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i plan to do before i die:&lt;br /&gt;- travel ard the world !!&lt;br /&gt;- get married and have adorable kids&lt;br /&gt;- grow old hahaha dont wnana die young&lt;br /&gt;- wanna party all night long&lt;br /&gt;- work and get my first pay (cant think of anything else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i can do:&lt;br /&gt;- play&lt;br /&gt;- eat&lt;br /&gt;- sleep&lt;br /&gt;- talk alot&lt;br /&gt;- shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things i Can't Do:&lt;br /&gt;- get married now&lt;br /&gt;- get good grades&lt;br /&gt;- stop dreaming of stuff&lt;br /&gt;- get my face buried in books&lt;br /&gt;- stop watching tv nowadays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 things that turn you on about the opposite sex:&lt;br /&gt;- humourous&lt;br /&gt;- fun-loving&lt;br /&gt;- charming eyes&lt;br /&gt;- caring, sweet&lt;br /&gt;- wears a watch! lol sounds stupid but i dono? jus looks decent i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 things you say the most:&lt;br /&gt;- huh?&lt;br /&gt;- bye, hello&lt;br /&gt;- what !&lt;br /&gt;- lol&lt;br /&gt;- idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109911707498458048?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109911707498458048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109911707498458048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109911707498458048' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109896466191771723</id><published>2004-10-28T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T19:59:00.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreams are an example of the collective unconcious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Artists are especially sensitive to this, memories and lives surrounding a place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyone, living or dead, surround us in different ways ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whether it be their soul, or their mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of those who feel the current of those around them,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; most are aware that they belong to a separate part of the subconcious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who cannot distinguish, often go mad.&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/6618567-109896466191771723?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109896466191771723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109896466191771723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109896466191771723' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109881764301110775</id><published>2004-10-27T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T03:09:43.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i hope switzerland comes out for olevels ; social studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but wdv i hope always no hope one.. so yeah =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;aaaah ignorance is bliss ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;im into purple these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109881764301110775?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109881764301110775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109881764301110775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109881764301110775' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109877392786873066</id><published>2004-10-26T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T15:31:40.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SEVEN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/underline&gt;more days to &lt;strong&gt;OLEVELS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is no joke man.. only 7 more days and i haven started on my s/s yet. HAH?&lt;br /&gt;damnnit howwww. this is &lt;em&gt;scary. &lt;/em&gt;im gonna regret if i do badly for this shitt !!&lt;br /&gt;am all shrunken up from stress =( studying sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i think im gonna get a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for poa&lt;br /&gt;how to study poa! somebody tell me, save me ?&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me to do the tys cos in the end all i get is the T-format and tada thats my ans =/&lt;br /&gt;wahhh HOW. thousands of HOWs revolving round my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna die. so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vindicated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am selfish &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am right i swear im right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swear i knew it all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i am flawed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i am cleaning up so well &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109877392786873066?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109877392786873066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109877392786873066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109877392786873066' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109843844928467697</id><published>2004-10-22T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T17:47:29.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish the world can change&lt;br /&gt;i wish life could be better&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had smarter brains&lt;br /&gt;i wish there were lesser smart asses out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109843844928467697?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109843844928467697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109843844928467697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109843844928467697' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109824408131847351</id><published>2004-10-20T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T11:55:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;like somehow you just dont belong&lt;br /&gt;and no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever wanna run away?&lt;br /&gt;do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;with the radio on turned up so loud&lt;br /&gt;that no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no you dont know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;when nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;you dont know what its like to be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be hurt&lt;br /&gt;to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;to be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;to be kicked&lt;br /&gt;when you re down&lt;br /&gt;to feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;to be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;and no ones there to save you&lt;br /&gt;no you dont know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i cant believe u can get jailed for downloading songs.. what stupid law is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-.- no money buy cd also wrong lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109824408131847351?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109824408131847351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109824408131847351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109824408131847351' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109811172638825886</id><published>2004-10-18T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T23:14:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>practical was o-k but yet bad! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;im not making any sense i know but ahhh, i dono how to describe lah&lt;br /&gt;i guess the whole experiment thing was okay but its the qns that i dono how to ans! irritating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrm i guess everyone is being a nerd now&lt;br /&gt;u know those typical bookworms, study and study all day long&lt;br /&gt;yawns.. i cant do that. i wonder how they do it!&lt;br /&gt;its really like.. being in jail? some sort of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearl harbour is nice! first time watching it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;josh hartnett looks&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;so cute&lt;/strong&gt; in the show !!&lt;br /&gt;he has this charm, this attraction that is jus so.. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;breath-taking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;*sings take my breath awaaaay..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the mask&lt;/span&gt; is on next wk! wheehee the last time i watched that show was in.. erm i cant rmb hehe but i liked that show! so i dont care im gonna watch it tralalas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighto time for america's next top model! ciao peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109811172638825886?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109811172638825886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109811172638825886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109811172638825886' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109786309856938373</id><published>2004-10-16T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T02:05:11.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long + tiring day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally graduated! whoohooo happy like siao&lt;br /&gt;but cried alil during the whole &lt;strong&gt;quite-boring-ceremony.&lt;/strong&gt; ms tan's fault!&lt;br /&gt;she cried while she spoke and its jus so bloody touching !? lol&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, everyone seem to like her the most! hahah&lt;br /&gt;okay shes those teacher that shamir mentioned is like durian ;&lt;br /&gt;hard on e outside but soft on e inside hahaha. some theory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to some wedding dinner jus now&lt;br /&gt;rushed there like HELL cos we were late, but wth! it&lt;em&gt; started&lt;/em&gt; at like 2045 when the &lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt; time was 1930&lt;br /&gt;ironically, i found this on the card :&lt;br /&gt;" your punctuality will be greatly appreciated "&lt;br /&gt;yawns.. so much for being punctual? lol&lt;br /&gt;but anyway the groom is kinda close to moi&lt;br /&gt;so its worth all the wait. watching him get married is like watching my good old bro get married! hee&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get married too. soon in e near future !!! =)&lt;br /&gt;m and i got to see alot of pple i haven met in quite some time . and the story goes on and on and on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came hm. tired like pig but becos i bathed so i cant slp. now im gonna try and snore so BYEee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109786309856938373?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109786309856938373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109786309856938373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109786309856938373' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109773357993155918</id><published>2004-10-14T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T14:03:31.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im at home! home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;going to sch is like almost doing nth&lt;br /&gt;skipping sch is like slping until 12pm (: hehe&lt;br /&gt;haven done that for so long too&lt;br /&gt;hrm not hungry at all but i ordered kfc anyway! my parents are home so, yay! i wont be getting fat alone hahaha *evil grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olevels are coming in 18 days !! &lt;em&gt;noooo&lt;/em&gt; so fast&lt;br /&gt;not prepared for it at all; everyone seemed to have started alr. i think im quite alone =/ better start on smth asap&lt;br /&gt;after the Os everyone is gonna go out as if like theres no tmr mwuahah&lt;br /&gt;but shittys we re gonna start sch in march if we go poly ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;PLS DONT DO THIS TO US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its so unfair.. i dont care, better not let it happen !#%@*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's graduation day&lt;br /&gt;i am finally gonna be freee from bgss! tralalas&lt;br /&gt;after this yr i wont need to see or hear mrs song talk her cock speeches again =D&lt;br /&gt;the only sad thing is leaving frens.. nvm we ll all stay in contact hehe&lt;br /&gt;KFC IS HERE buhbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109773357993155918?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109773357993155918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109773357993155918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109773357993155918' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109733863887948819</id><published>2004-10-10T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:34:37.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im happy im happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;im happy im happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=) x 100000000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had balls of fun today out at town with TEN&lt;br /&gt;we saw the spore idol pple haha even those that gt out already !&lt;br /&gt;hehe we didnt really do much but the thing is that theyre all funny + loving pple.&lt;br /&gt;so hanging out together dont really need anything fun to make the outing fun&lt;br /&gt;err.. am i making any sense? nvm if im not ! lol dono how to explain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway the fact is just that im oh-so-in-love with my fellow friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEN is so so special to me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love them THIS much &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thinking bout it.. theres lotsa amazing thing bout all of them&lt;br /&gt;different characters and funny past llol&lt;br /&gt;okokok i better nt talk too much&lt;br /&gt;im tired! GOODNIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten rocks my socks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109733863887948819?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109733863887948819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109733863887948819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109733863887948819' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109724361611487391</id><published>2004-10-08T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T22:02:30.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;my results are &lt;strong&gt;terribily horrible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont even ask me about my l1r4 =/&lt;br /&gt;haven tell my mum bout it yet. i dun dare!&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to see everyone getting so gd grades and YET they say its bad&lt;br /&gt;pls lah? they dono what BAD is all about !! makes pple like me feel like a piece of poopoo with a fly as topping&lt;br /&gt;also sucks when u feel that ure stupid but u cant be bothered to do anything bout it.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe the prob lies in urself =(&lt;br /&gt;given up? maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we started on this intensive revision thingie in sch&lt;br /&gt;moving ard during different lessons&lt;br /&gt;dono whether it works but poa was good!&lt;br /&gt;for once, i &lt;em&gt;actually &lt;/em&gt;get wad mr lee was saying. lol hes quite gd la..&lt;br /&gt;i must do well for my poa alreadddy, easier den amaths. trytrytry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;olevels please be over but dont come !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know tt doesnt make sense but tts what i hope happens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there can be miracles, when if believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yawns spore idol sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jerry got in! LIKE WTH RIGHT he cant even bloody sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;+ chris should have gotten out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at least i think david sings better den him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bah this whole thing isnt even fair.. if they got tons of frens of cos theyll win right! zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aiyah heck! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;must start studying already! (right laney? lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no more tv and com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i will survive? =p&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/6618567-109724361611487391?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109724361611487391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109724361611487391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109724361611487391' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109697619846545862</id><published>2004-10-05T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T19:37:59.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch was &lt;em&gt;waaay&lt;/em&gt; bad&lt;br /&gt;was falling aslp in class =/ &lt;strong&gt;yst night sucked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratching and flipping in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back some results already&lt;br /&gt;as expected, they sucked la!&lt;br /&gt;haven get everything back but yurp, i know im not even gonna get a B !! =(&lt;br /&gt;is it becos i haven studied enough?&lt;br /&gt;or is it becos im jus plain dumb? I studiedddd lor. so it must be the plain dumb thingie&lt;br /&gt;argh so bloody sad&lt;br /&gt;my mum's gonna kill me and olevels are like 28 days awy ?!&lt;br /&gt;shittys so fast.. i nv realise it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to be on their way&lt;br /&gt;they start studying already&lt;br /&gt;i want to but i cant and i hope i can but i cant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;all i need is time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109697619846545862?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109697619846545862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109697619846545862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109697619846545862' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109678791213503439</id><published>2004-10-03T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T15:24:07.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sundays &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;officially&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sunday = boring day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really nth to do lor? i hate sundays! so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and sunday means tmrs monday and nobody likes monday! booooo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna get back results tmr.. how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im gonna die, really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dun want to know but yet i wanna know =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how ironic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109678791213503439?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109678791213503439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109678791213503439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109678791213503439' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109673504333530486</id><published>2004-10-03T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T00:40:04.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>white chicks is &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nice!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, its soooo funny. u can die laughing&lt;br /&gt;bwhahaha okayokay its not &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;funny but its really nice. reaaallie&lt;br /&gt;actually they dun even look like those girls -.-&lt;br /&gt;but its still nice larh o-k ? trust meee hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays been a fun day out with e girls =)&lt;br /&gt;fun but tiring ah.. dono why too&lt;br /&gt;i feel so &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;! haha bleah ooh ya&lt;br /&gt;why must green represents sick ah? i dont understand how colours can represent our feelings; like i feel so &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SO? why must blue means sad/down ! WHY&lt;br /&gt;blue is such a nice colour! it should mean happy to me&lt;br /&gt;lol.. okay why do i care -.- talk so much crap&lt;br /&gt;okokok self control&lt;br /&gt;nyway im like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; tired now, i can slp right here sitting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gdnight everyone&lt;br /&gt;swtdreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109673504333530486?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109673504333530486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109673504333530486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109673504333530486' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109656795256608616</id><published>2004-10-01T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T02:30:02.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yays! prelims are &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; over&lt;br /&gt;what more could i ask for ? hehe&lt;br /&gt;btw, gdluck to those pple having dnt tmr&lt;br /&gt;hang on there! its already e last paper :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaths p2 was a total &lt;strong&gt;killer&lt;/strong&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;im announced dead! shittys&lt;br /&gt;but who cares already la.. its all over! (for now that is)&lt;br /&gt;only prelims over and im already on&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; cloud nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol imagine after the os? woohoo! i think i might go crazy maaan&lt;br /&gt;fly into e skyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for sat ! hee&lt;br /&gt;and today dont feel like a thurs&lt;br /&gt;thursdays were never this good before! like totally relaxing =p&lt;br /&gt;muwhaaha feels good to know that tmr is a non-schling day, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i need a good night's slp !!&lt;br /&gt;ve been havin latelate nights and early mornings; too lil slp. need my beauty sleep!&lt;br /&gt;ahah&lt;em&gt; righttt&lt;/em&gt;.. too lil slp but still online at this hour -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay larh! going to slp.. yawns my eyes are really half closed&lt;br /&gt;night pple! swtdreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loonie is cookie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cookie is loonie x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109656795256608616?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109656795256608616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109656795256608616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109656795256608616' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109645762931624096</id><published>2004-09-29T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T19:44:54.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HITLER AND NAZI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GERMANY CAME OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;u must be thinking &lt;strong&gt;lucky me&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well ure wrong! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yah it&lt;em&gt; did &lt;/em&gt;came out. but u know what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i freakin didnt know how to do part (b) !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;)= 13 marks okay basket so sad lo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im so stupid, dohhh they said it was the bloody violence &amp; intimidation thingie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i thought of it okay! why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why didnt i write it down ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiyah nyways im gonna fail practically all my subjects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;poa was one of the worse man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess i'll jus have to work harder for olevels ?_?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright now the thing is tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i cant wait for tmr to come! *squeals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the toughest but last-est paper, so who cares bout the tough-ness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haven study but i predict it to be another red mark already lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okok im gonna work my brains off now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;byee people gdluck =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109645762931624096?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109645762931624096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109645762931624096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109645762931624096' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109637521960094821</id><published>2004-09-28T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T20:49:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised that i like history more than poa&lt;br /&gt;haha i know its so o_o !! but i dono why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow history still sucks la?&lt;br /&gt;pleeaseee let gorbachev's chapter come out..&lt;br /&gt;its the shortest and one of the easiest! or maybe let hitler come out okay?&lt;br /&gt;ah just let smth i studied come out plsss&lt;br /&gt;if not im gonna die a terrible death =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims are gonna be over soon&lt;br /&gt;hah, just wait! im gonna have fun this wkend :)&lt;br /&gt;even ms tan was like; thursday after amaths&lt;br /&gt;fri sat and sun&lt;strong&gt; dont study!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go play relax and everything&lt;/strong&gt; den monday back to normal&lt;br /&gt;haha theres nv a good ending uh?&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons for this that this that factors for this that this that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my brain's exploding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109637521960094821?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109637521960094821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109637521960094821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109637521960094821' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109619537161869028</id><published>2004-09-26T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T18:44:04.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;sick and tired of this world&lt;br /&gt;theres no more air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;tripping over myself, going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;waiting, suffocating, no direction&lt;br /&gt;i took a dive and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way down&lt;br /&gt;i saw you, and you saved me from myself&lt;br /&gt;and I won't forget the way you loved me&lt;br /&gt;and on the way down&lt;br /&gt;i almost fell right through&lt;br /&gt;but I held on to you&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/6618567-109619537161869028?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109619537161869028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109619537161869028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109619537161869028' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109619520204120726</id><published>2004-09-26T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T18:46:05.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o_o ! i can&lt;em&gt; actually&lt;/em&gt; blog using my com!&lt;br /&gt;my com is abit of a tootsie lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not slacking, im not!&lt;br /&gt;im jus relaxing after hours of studying s/s but still getting stuck at Venice.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha failure =l&lt;br /&gt;ah i read abit of maths anyway!&lt;br /&gt;nvm i hope wdv i study will come out pleaseee..&lt;br /&gt;cos it tends to go the other way round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo my poa is a goner&lt;br /&gt;gonegonegone!&lt;br /&gt;plus history, hmmm try my best larh&lt;br /&gt;hehe been so stressed up! i bet everyone is too&lt;br /&gt;after the prelims still gotta work hard (thats the worse thing, one exam after e other!)&lt;br /&gt;den finally that day will come (x quickquick come we re all ready + waiting to party all night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dreams*&lt;br /&gt;wo deng deng deng deng deng ...&lt;br /&gt;patience is a virtue =)&lt;br /&gt;i better get back to studying hahaha CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im hungry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109619520204120726?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109619520204120726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109619520204120726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109619520204120726' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109593820078051972</id><published>2004-09-23T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T19:22:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;PRELIMS GO TO HELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied so FREAKING hard for physics but it turned out like shit (for me that is)&lt;br /&gt;no it wasnt exactly difficult&lt;br /&gt;im just stupid lah can?&lt;br /&gt;maths wasnt too good either..&lt;br /&gt;but at least it was better den phy (i said i was stupid)&lt;br /&gt;and the stupidirritatingdumb bio mcqs&lt;br /&gt;how could i get the all the easy qns wrong ?!!? how could i..&lt;br /&gt;its really like chicken feet u know !?&lt;br /&gt;ya chicken, yet i dono&lt;br /&gt;f*** mcqs only do so badly&lt;br /&gt;my paper can go and die. go burn in hell. whatever shit. cant be bothered now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in any mood to study anymore&lt;br /&gt;every subject stinks now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodlucks dont come in use =l&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/6618567-109593820078051972?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109593820078051972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109593820078051972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109593820078051972' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109583520698327872</id><published>2004-09-22T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T14:47:51.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skipped sch skipped sch =)&lt;br /&gt;apparently, only 14 pple went to sch today lol&lt;br /&gt;stupid sch with their stupid moving tables and chairs. grh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im suppose to be studying now but.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;took a small break&lt;br /&gt;i hate to study. but if i dun study, i ll fail !&lt;br /&gt;hellppp.. tried doing some maths yst but it really demoralised me&lt;br /&gt;RGS emaths prelim paper; standard abit too high for me (or rather not abit)&lt;br /&gt;lol adverse effect eh. i didnt know &lt;strong&gt;so many questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS  ONLY &lt;strong&gt;E &lt;/strong&gt;MATHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what im gonna do with my add maths&lt;br /&gt;no time to finish bio so tmr i think i wont be able to study amaths&lt;br /&gt;this is bad, real bad. i knew i was gonna regret starting late :(&lt;br /&gt;actually the worst thing is that i knew i was gonna regret but i did nth about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;theres gotta be more to life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy that one paper is gone! english&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;em&gt;o-kay&lt;/em&gt; to me but my okay usually turns out bad larh&lt;br /&gt;hahaha im a big fat failuuure&lt;br /&gt;sigh better get my butt back to studying&lt;br /&gt;1 + more mths and i ll be free!&lt;br /&gt;im counting down to those days *dreams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109583520698327872?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109583520698327872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109583520698327872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109583520698327872' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109542948995497078</id><published>2004-09-17T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T22:13:42.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aloha! yes its friday once again&lt;br /&gt;time is TELEPORTING now. not flying&lt;br /&gt;prelims start next wk!&lt;br /&gt;i still cant accept this reality ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;too much to be done in &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; little timeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame myself for starting late =l&lt;br /&gt;but i started on my science already anyways.&lt;br /&gt;phew BUT i still needa race with time! =(&lt;br /&gt;blooody, im scared. what to do!&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna fail lehhh pls !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol im already fantasizing on what i will do after the Os! joycie melon also keke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be rich&lt;br /&gt;its good to be rich&lt;br /&gt;u get whatever u want and u can jus live life like simple bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmm.. some pple are jus born lucky! so jealous so envious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im gonna give my parents a good life nxt time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 10pm &amp;amp; double yays!&lt;br /&gt;my show my show, im gonna watch&lt;br /&gt;den that swimming show at 11 + [lalala angie, u cant watch! hah =p]&lt;br /&gt;one after the other. hehe&lt;br /&gt;10pm is now like my routined-tv-life [tv marathon? hahaha]&lt;br /&gt;okoks im missing the start&lt;br /&gt;cheerios ! *runs to tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109542948995497078?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109542948995497078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109542948995497078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109542948995497078' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109517011647585751</id><published>2004-09-14T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T22:00:57.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;caught the &lt;strong&gt;when animals attack&lt;/strong&gt; show on aXn it made me realised that animals are scary creatures! haha&lt;br /&gt;they bite they kill &amp; they can do almost anything..&lt;br /&gt;dolphins are the nicest!&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i'll nv know! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the real sch life&lt;br /&gt;hectic stressed and everything but today was &lt;em&gt;alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new poa teacher talk like machine gun!&lt;br /&gt;so fast and so much; good but boring&lt;br /&gt;everyone couldnt take it lol&lt;br /&gt;but at least there wasnt any remedials today! shalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna start studying&lt;br /&gt;okay no i dun! but i need to. i must!&lt;br /&gt;prelims next wk&lt;br /&gt;wah.. like so fast, time's flying on ufo&lt;br /&gt;it seems like whenever &lt;em&gt;i feel like studying, &lt;/em&gt;i cant find my book  -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;freedom &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&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/6618567-109517011647585751?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109517011647585751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109517011647585751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109517011647585751' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109508098437278870</id><published>2004-09-13T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T21:17:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new layout x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay except that my prelim practical is prolly gone!&lt;br /&gt;boohoos i didnt study&lt;br /&gt;theres sch tmr! &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; sch as in lessons.. so sad&lt;br /&gt;nvm 2 more mths and its all over&lt;br /&gt;4 yrs of hard work for this damned day&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching tv today den i saw this top 10 fast food restaurants thingie&lt;br /&gt;its so cool.. the fast food outlets in america&lt;br /&gt;is like SO much more grand and nice and everything compared to us&lt;br /&gt;spore suck? no larh, jus small!&lt;br /&gt;and do you know that in the world, someone die in every 12 mins?&lt;br /&gt;i think thats long! i expected the ans to be 1 min or smth hahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shittys i haven done any hw&lt;br /&gt;haven started on anything&lt;br /&gt;i better go do bio! or physics, just smth!&lt;br /&gt;sigh its suffering time.. ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109508098437278870?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109508098437278870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109508098437278870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109508098437278870' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109484049351644801</id><published>2004-09-11T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T02:31:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KESHIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yahhoos its friday, my fav day!&lt;br /&gt;haha but its been some boring holidays&lt;br /&gt;slacking at hm all day long&lt;br /&gt;oh and i caught cinderella story tt day!&lt;br /&gt;its damn nice! a girly flick.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;chad micheal murray is SO CUTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can i hug him ?! lol &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;still haven&lt;/em&gt; started studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can u believe it ? shit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn is sucha SHIT&lt;br /&gt;daaamn i think i can die already larh&lt;br /&gt;im worried but im not doing anything! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught &lt;strong&gt;anacondas &lt;/strong&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;hahaha it was a boring movie&lt;br /&gt;and its all my fault =X&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to kesh bday party at night&lt;br /&gt;finally sweet sixteen! lol nc16 movies&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a fun day anyways x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns im sooooo dead tired now&lt;br /&gt;blog another day! byebye nights people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6618567-109484049351644801?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109484049351644801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109484049351644801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109484049351644801' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6618567.post-109437694555613475</id><published>2004-09-05T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T17:37:39.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont think that you can tell me what to think&lt;br /&gt;im the one who knows whats good for me&lt;br /&gt;and i'm stating my independence&lt;br /&gt;gonna take the road im gonna take&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna make my own mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its my life - i decide&lt;/strong&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/6618567-109437694555613475?l=zaany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109437694555613475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6618567/posts/default/109437694555613475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaany.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109437694555613475' title=''/><author><name>lynnieee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212922593128560582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
