<?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-6236850</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:24:42.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say it isnt so</title><subtitle type='html'>dreamers often lie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6236850.post-108830686568863910</id><published>2004-06-27T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T11:38:56.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway recap bout my saturday nite.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to shop but there was no time.&lt;br /&gt;cos we had to go to the bank to unblock jw's acc.&lt;br /&gt;and we ended up making new cards on the same day again!&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jw compared me to this really shrivelled up old ladaye and said i only looked abit better than her.&lt;br /&gt;but i mood swung becos i tot she looked better than me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;why are we so bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;old ppl do not mean any harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are on &lt;br /&gt;-flesh imp jeans&lt;br /&gt;-armani exchg halter&lt;br /&gt;-levis superior jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'll go get them when im free.&lt;br /&gt;heh but of cos im expensive!&lt;br /&gt;okay not very funny. &lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw tanny's sister and she's so pretty&lt;br /&gt;altho her sis cudnt stop diaoing jw and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to fullerton black angus steak house for dinner&lt;br /&gt;jw and i tried acting low class to embarrass orson but in vain.&lt;br /&gt;ordered the best steak in the house&lt;br /&gt;but the filet mignon steak tasted pretty....... tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh i want my money back (altho it's not my moneY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orson ditched us halfway and jw and i looked like 2 stranded kids out of place in sucha classy restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;then i was too lazy to cut my steak so jw had to cut it into small pieces for me.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a ... baby.&lt;br /&gt;and jw was as usual my maid lah .. tehhehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh btw it was by the riverside.&lt;br /&gt;luo man ti ke ahs.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the dinner jw and i tried walking along nicoll highway to spot the tragic incident.&lt;br /&gt;wahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;but we didnt see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met roy keane and bose ltr on.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;ok i duno why it's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;but that line just sounded funny.&lt;br /&gt;anyway bose ruined my gucci top with his pearls.&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay that line sounded funny again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with keane and he cudnt keep his eyes off bikini babes in the glamour magazine.&lt;br /&gt;so cheekopeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so slpy last nite but i cudnt slp.&lt;br /&gt;that feeling sucks big time cos your head is like stuffed with so many thoughts you cant get to slp.&lt;br /&gt;yeah that was wat happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;i reckon at 5am i was still awake.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i was lying in bed from 12mn to 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea anyhows im movINngGggg.&lt;br /&gt;byebye so young yet so angry ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and very soon your face will fade away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108830686568863910?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108830686568863910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108830686568863910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108830686568863910' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108830612444883023</id><published>2004-06-27T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T12:23:09.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kjH,fcndKerwdjJKdscC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a fuckin pair of binoculars now!!!&lt;br /&gt;I need to know if the guy who's airing his car and smoking downstairs is my fucking boyfren, mitch the hamsom boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh NOooooooOOOoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;I just went back to my window to get another glimpse of him.&lt;br /&gt;And he walked awayyy!!&lt;br /&gt;YES!! He walked awayyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;WhYyYyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;I should set up a spy cam at my window &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha i hate my bo liao-ness.&lt;br /&gt;This love has taken it's toll on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108830612444883023?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108830612444883023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108830612444883023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108830612444883023' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108823528062133585</id><published>2004-06-26T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T16:12:38.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Calista stop making such a big deal out of my Fondue Fountain.&lt;br /&gt;It's really nth special cos my mom designed it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways you're a really lucky girl too..&lt;br /&gt;Your grandma stays next to Lee Kuan Yew rite!&lt;br /&gt;You and Keane are such lucky kids. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Lace, gotta update you with your eyecandy.&lt;br /&gt;He steals my Van Houten chocolates right in front of my face.&lt;br /&gt;And forces me to drink his health drinks.&lt;br /&gt;He just bought 2 big boxes of them.&lt;br /&gt;-Faints&lt;br /&gt;One bottle 60$.&lt;br /&gt;He say buy more got discount.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: It comes along with a health book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny things my parents do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I feel so guilty for attituding my tennis coach today.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;But DAMN, I really got pissed off after realising that he's earning $10 bucks every fifteen minutes he nags at me!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh maybe i shud be a tennis coach when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dashboard Confessional is good.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going shopping again ltr!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo I rock at this.&lt;br /&gt;My mom cashed in more $ into my ATM.&lt;br /&gt;I rmb myself saying that I wont use her $ alr.&lt;br /&gt;But AHYA, let this be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kjhsakljfhdklaj&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha boring girl with a boring life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108823528062133585?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108823528062133585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108823528062133585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108823528062133585' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108808659165849092</id><published>2004-06-24T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T22:16:31.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Barbie dolls.&lt;br /&gt;Did it ever occur to you guys that -&lt;br /&gt;I never got invited to any of your Barbie and Ken parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay fine. &lt;br /&gt;That was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the school dentist sucks.&lt;br /&gt;They are just a bunch of aunties who are too afraid to show their true selves and hide behind their paper clothes, shower caps and goggles.&lt;br /&gt;Whole day duno what to do,&lt;br /&gt;Only know how to keep calling up my house to kaypoh kaypoh.&lt;br /&gt;Keep nagging at me to go for dental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;Dont those aunties know I'm way too busy and high class for their lousy and cheap services?! (HAHA IM SUCHA BITCH)&lt;br /&gt;The dentist tried to kill me with this bitter liquid.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to steal their Archies and Seventeen Mags but Theresa stopped me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I sucha cheapo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108808659165849092?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108808659165849092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108808659165849092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108808659165849092' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108800944429396661</id><published>2004-06-24T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T01:15:35.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to buy a life&lt;br /&gt;and more magazines on losing weight and maybe tabloid magazines. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've realised how shallow I am.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt let my mom pay for my shopping anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn to save.&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn the value of $$&lt;br /&gt;Kaching.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesnt change my love for money. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm not some trash you can throw around.&lt;br /&gt;And dont pick me up when you've got no one else.&lt;br /&gt;You never sacrificed anything for me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108800944429396661?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108800944429396661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108800944429396661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108800944429396661' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108791776323964384</id><published>2004-06-22T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T23:22:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Keane Tay sucks. &lt;br /&gt;And he treats me like his second hand friend.&lt;br /&gt;He only talks to me when he cant slp.&lt;br /&gt;And he made this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you free tonight?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, but I'm quite cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand his behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;But we still talked til 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Cos the conversation got quite exciting towards the end sinced we were fantasizing over Mitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed down straight away after I woke up to get a nice tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40minutes later... &lt;br /&gt;I mood swung cos the Ang Moh in the pool had a really irritating accent.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, no more tan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and got bored all over again.&lt;br /&gt;And so.... I walked to holland village.&lt;br /&gt;Walked for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha I finally realised that holland village is act. quite far from pine grove lol.&lt;br /&gt;Lace called and decided to meet me and we did weird stuff.. again.&lt;br /&gt;I hate ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;We should stop acting like low class ah-sohs. &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she came over and we went exploring my estate.&lt;br /&gt;We sat at keane's doorstep and disturbed Alfy.&lt;br /&gt;We tried to talk to Alfy in ah soh language,&lt;br /&gt;and his mom didnt even care about us!!&lt;br /&gt;She just stared for awhile den walked away.&lt;br /&gt;Kester was walking arnd half naked.. !! &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, I like army guys still.&lt;br /&gt;And keane was just being antisocial by playing his computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;And when we walked away, his mom went to close the door.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaah shit den we cudnt talk to Alfy no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108791776323964384?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108791776323964384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108791776323964384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108791776323964384' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108781305201693896</id><published>2004-06-21T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T18:46:08.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;why not take a crazy chance&lt;br /&gt;why not do a crazy dance --&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joel bought me my bebe tube.&lt;br /&gt;tehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/hotpinkness/DSCF0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/hotpinkness/DSCF0257.jpg" border="0" width="150" height="100" alt="BEBE TUBE!!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so goddamn happy with it pls. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108781305201693896?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108781305201693896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108781305201693896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108781305201693896' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108774903040626352</id><published>2004-06-21T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T00:33:20.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i should have given you a reason to stay ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt; evening was fun. &lt;br /&gt;jw sarah and i went to newton for stingray.&lt;br /&gt;jw and i were debating over the fact that qiqi's sister cooked dinner for panweibo.&lt;br /&gt;then the topic moved to britney spears picking up tissue paper on the floor and the press going crazy over that marvellous sight.&lt;br /&gt;and we were alr at the top of our lungs.&lt;br /&gt;so ahlongified.&lt;br /&gt;eeee.&lt;br /&gt;low class. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this guy self invited himself to our table.&lt;br /&gt;jw and i were being bitchy and made nasty comments.&lt;br /&gt;mwahahah.&lt;br /&gt;and tried to hint to him that our papa was the 4D king.&lt;br /&gt;but he wasnt afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back to town and the journey there was fucking funny.&lt;br /&gt;i tried looking at this handsome guy with this disgusting despo face to freak him out.&lt;br /&gt;den jw and i were being spoilt brats quarrelling over our destination.&lt;br /&gt;so we went in and out of the mrt train screaming and whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt; was stupid cos i had tennis.&lt;br /&gt;with my pretty tennis shirt i just bought.&lt;br /&gt;but it was useless since i wasnt much cheered up.&lt;br /&gt;one on one tennis lessons make my cRanKY.&lt;br /&gt;and half the time my coach was complaining bout his car which doesnt have any battery = he cant go home.&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home and slept and slept.&lt;br /&gt;overslept and didnt go for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up and pretended nth happen and even my mom didnt say anything cos she forgot!&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy watching mtv and eating pls.&lt;br /&gt;but anyhows the tuition centre called. &lt;br /&gt;!@#$&lt;br /&gt;yea i had to go in the end. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met jw and sarah at nite at tbp.&lt;br /&gt;haha jw pissed me off so i left.&lt;br /&gt;shit we've been quarrelling too much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for piano this morning then went shopping with mama.&lt;br /&gt;bought tops from topshop and mango.&lt;br /&gt;but no bebe tube. ):&lt;br /&gt;hehh i guess i'll have to say byebye to my guess capri pants.&lt;br /&gt;my mom has a sudden fetish for levis.&lt;br /&gt;so she's buying manimanimani.&lt;br /&gt;and that is so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniff. i'll love you my guess capri pants.&lt;br /&gt;i really love you.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope we'll meet in my next life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw halfway while out with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;i mood swung and i tot she was dying.&lt;br /&gt;tee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want my mom to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been overspending lately.&lt;br /&gt;im drowning in poverty.&lt;br /&gt;my mom doesnt wanna be my personal financial aid anymoree.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine.&lt;br /&gt;im lying.&lt;br /&gt;i spent ALL of the allowance she gave me for the following week.&lt;br /&gt;ness you rock your own socks.&lt;br /&gt;and i spent 100bucks (my own money pls) at aztec rose.&lt;br /&gt;stupid place.&lt;br /&gt;gRRRRRRRRrRrrr.&lt;br /&gt;cos i suddenly had a mood swing outbreak and &lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;did&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for piano theory den met lace ltr on.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for that late ass, &lt;br /&gt;i tailed this grp of amateur ahlian and bengs.&lt;br /&gt;cos they looked like they were on their first date ;)&lt;br /&gt;den i felt so lonerfied so i went taka to sit down n wait for her.&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine i admit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sad.&lt;br /&gt;damn sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108774903040626352?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108774903040626352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108774903040626352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108774903040626352' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108764831607615597</id><published>2004-06-19T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T20:32:58.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT HURTS SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;stupid chillies.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna friend you chillies anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starvin i only ate porridge.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll continue torturing myself.&lt;br /&gt;then my dad will come back to save his little princess.&lt;br /&gt;why didnt he bring me to jarkata.&lt;br /&gt;i could be useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooops.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry im not as branded as your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and when i mood swung all you cud do was stand there and laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108764831607615597?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108764831607615597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108764831607615597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108764831607615597' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108754307517918318</id><published>2004-06-18T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T15:17:55.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aye my dad left for Jakarta this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sth tells me things arent gonna be fine.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keane is the stingiest prick arnd.&lt;br /&gt;He complains bout the chicken nuggets he bought for me which I refused to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Then he says he wont buy me a stingray from newton cos he's afraid I wont eat it.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Sniff. I was so heartbrokened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he forced my to go all the way to his house at 2am+ jus to get the damned nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the long and tiring walk.&lt;br /&gt;(Fine I know it's less than 300m)&lt;br /&gt;Thank God Ray and him walked me if not I might jus get raped by some old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfy sucks, I'll make sure Fifi doesnt like him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Alfy eats bugs and tried to eat my handphone up.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, we just more or less stoned at Keane's house.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to search Kester's (keane's brother) bedroom for any signs of loveletters.&lt;br /&gt;(I'll kill that girl who's involved with him)&lt;br /&gt;But Kester is a boring old man.&lt;br /&gt;I saw his army pictures and I got put off.&lt;br /&gt;Errrrr, I think I dont like army guys anymore LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at arnd 430am.&lt;br /&gt;Showered off Alfy's icky saliva then went to slp.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 230pm today pls.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108754307517918318?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108754307517918318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108754307517918318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108754307517918318' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108749150900461909</id><published>2004-06-18T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T00:58:29.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember we'd be up all night&lt;br /&gt;talking til the morning light&lt;br /&gt;i like the way it used to be&lt;br /&gt;those simple days jus you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see you baby &lt;br /&gt;i know what's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;cos you look like u've got sth to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not say those words anymore&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it just aint my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ask me if i love you but&lt;br /&gt;do you remember how i walked on water for you?&lt;br /&gt;do you remember my first steps on the moon?&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered why I gave three wishes to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you asked a question but the answer lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108749150900461909?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108749150900461909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108749150900461909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108749150900461909' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108746467293470136</id><published>2004-06-17T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T17:31:12.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH!! NESS IS SO HYPER AND HAPPY BECOS SHE JUST ATE CHICKEN WINGS WITH SUPER DUPER HOT CHILLI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BIG GRINNNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilli chilli chilli.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108746467293470136?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108746467293470136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108746467293470136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108746467293470136' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108744463340113627</id><published>2004-06-17T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T12:13:19.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;say you wanna breathe but im still not exhalin' ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning with a really bad intuition.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so.... replaced?&lt;br /&gt;ah whatever beaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bounce baby out the door&lt;br /&gt;i aint gonna take this no more. ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet half of the population plays neopets&lt;br /&gt;but nobody wants to admit.&lt;br /&gt;sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat chilli now&lt;br /&gt;NOW NOW NOW NOW&lt;br /&gt;if not.. i'll.. i'll.. i'll..&lt;br /&gt;mood swing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everybody wants to know her name&lt;br /&gt;how does she cope with her new found fame? ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows ive had bout enough of my materialistic ways.&lt;br /&gt;it's wrong wrong wrong wrong&lt;br /&gt;(ah finally ness found the light)&lt;br /&gt;and actually rich and cute guys never exist.&lt;br /&gt;so my dreams of being a taitai is gonna be crashed.&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention i'll never have cute babies.&lt;br /&gt;i and i wont get to shop for burberry clothes for them.&lt;br /&gt;sniff and i wont get to see how cute they are (taken after their mom)&lt;br /&gt;OH I LOVE KIDS SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, i'll go cry bout it tonite.&lt;br /&gt;sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;penny and me like to gaze at starry skies ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, put the b in the itch.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine i admit im mood swinging.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you call a bunny with lots of fleas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugs bunny.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im cheered up quite abit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108744463340113627?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108744463340113627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108744463340113627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108744463340113627' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-10873848706030466</id><published>2004-06-16T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T20:38:31.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;the phonecall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI PALS IM BACK TO BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my internal exam ytd which I screwed up. (second time)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, i totally need to retake my Grade 6 exam again and again pls.&lt;br /&gt;Met mama ltr on.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping shopping shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Then met Keane, Zac (my secret boyfren) and Shoshi.&lt;br /&gt;I was uber bored pls, cos all of them were talking bout betting soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I need to pick up some tricks too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Best Bet at Lido then went home at arnd 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were walking the dog at 1am in the morning?!&lt;br /&gt;How..... original.&lt;br /&gt;And came to my block to ask for instant noodles. &lt;br /&gt;Poor Fifi, didnt get to see Alfy.&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;(I'm such a pretender)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWWWWWWWN.&lt;br /&gt;It's all bout da money.&lt;br /&gt;It's all bout da dum dum da da dum dum.&lt;br /&gt;$________$&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Lace today at PS.&lt;br /&gt;We watched a really bad movie: The Breaking News.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was in English until we stepped into the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;Kanina.&lt;br /&gt;We started complaining and the rest of the theatre asked us to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Ayeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;Today was so funny pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tried walking against the direction of the travellator and went like "when are we gonna reach? when are we gonna reach?"&lt;br /&gt;-posed with laopok cars in the carpark and tried to open them pretending it's ours&lt;br /&gt;-went to the departmental stores and took uber lame pictures with briefs, bras, pots, pampers etc.&lt;br /&gt;-tried showing off my piano skills at Yamaha but the guy asked me to shutup. (sniff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love lace so much alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-6/741480/ilovelace.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-10873848706030466?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/10873848706030466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/10873848706030466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#10873848706030466' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108723165467690095</id><published>2004-06-15T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T00:47:34.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI PALS IM BACK FROM MUNGKOK BANGKOK.&lt;br /&gt;I went with my mom, dad, my eldest sis and her fren.&lt;br /&gt;My second sis was too lazy to go.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows I'm back with a big grin on my face pls. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip would be much better if my dad didnt &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;tag&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; along.&lt;br /&gt;But ah well, he buys us shark fins and all. &lt;br /&gt;And brings us to classy restaurants so it's alrite.  $____$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it started off with my dad bullying me (as usual) at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;So I was pretty grouchy.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, how ironic, bully. &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I bought Clarins and Clinique products, Ralph Lauren Perfume and Christian Dior lipsticks at the airport pls.&lt;br /&gt;That made me the happiest girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;Paraphrased: "Buy anything! I'm damn rich."&lt;br /&gt;That's what my father said.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA. $______$&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy more la, but paiseh. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nxt few days was just filled with intensive shopping. (i love)&lt;br /&gt;And we walked so much it was almost as bad as OBS.&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine I mood swung when we had to walk so much.&lt;br /&gt;I was sucha pain in the arse but thank God my dad (who is equally as spoilt as me) brought me back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad tried making enemies with the whole of Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;And he gets angry with my mom over small stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;That's uber irritating and scary.&lt;br /&gt;Poor mom. But it's alrite to marry a rich man, mummy. &lt;br /&gt;Cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAAHAHHA. $_______$&lt;br /&gt;He feels that if you tip someone, it's called class.&lt;br /&gt;And he apparently tried teaching my mom some class. (that asshole)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm quite anti my dad now cos he insists we shop at high class shopping centres .. and when we get there he just goes off buying his own stuff. (to think we thought he was gonna pay)&lt;br /&gt;HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;And he likes lying to ppl that we're from Hong Kong. (?!) (cheap thrill pls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had buffet breakfast every morning I almost puked my intestines out.&lt;br /&gt;Errrrr. What else.&lt;br /&gt;Nth much la, jus that my mom is like the world's superwoman to actually tolerate my dad. &lt;br /&gt;But I still dont like her.&lt;br /&gt;If my husband was sth like my dad, I'll box his face.&lt;br /&gt;But when he open his wallet, that's a different story.&lt;br /&gt;We can always negotiate.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I sucha materlistic bitch?!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, it's inborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Singapore Airlines so bloody lousy?&lt;br /&gt;We hit a turbulence on our way back to Sg.&lt;br /&gt;Totally roller coaster pls.&lt;br /&gt;My sister, her fren and I were all screamin.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah and I spilled pepsi all over the plane. &lt;br /&gt;I bet SIA hates me but that's jus too bad thanks to your turbulence shit.&lt;br /&gt;My life in danger pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the pilot tries to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;He sounds like he just woke up or about to slp or sth.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahha, so attitude problem pls.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that wasnt Sarah's dad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I watched 50 first dates on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;Uber touching. &lt;br /&gt;I cried. (I hope nobody saw me)&lt;br /&gt;Guess what my mom watched?&lt;br /&gt;Peter pan!! (?!?!) &lt;br /&gt;Yea quite cute but.. &lt;br /&gt;I still dont like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I think my sister was a pig in her previous life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108723165467690095?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108723165467690095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108723165467690095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108723165467690095' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108679823779750184</id><published>2004-06-09T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T00:27:09.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm, where do I begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this day started off with me waking up at 8am just for my piano test.&lt;br /&gt;I went there and they told me they got the times mixed up so I'm not supposed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;They were like no worries, cos they'll give me free booking of examination rooms.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?!&lt;br /&gt;Do I look like I'm interested?&lt;br /&gt;Try a Christian Dior Teddy pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off home and caught a glimpse of pretty shoes at I forgot where.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna get themmmmmmmm. =D&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows it started pouring halfway whilst I was walking to my block.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked for abit then went out agn for Lace.&lt;br /&gt;I braved the storm just to get to cine to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I was soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;But Lace was too caught up with tabloids to even care. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tix for Harry Potty and we were wayyyy too restless for that lonnng draggy show.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, we are.&lt;br /&gt;Adding on to the fact that the third book (Prisoner of Azkaban) was my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;That's only because I couldnt finish reading the 4th and 5th.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we were soooooo bored, we tried bein over enthu bout Harry Potty.&lt;br /&gt;So we made our way down right to the very first row.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Rachel G ltr on and WOOHOO ive got da projectshop wallet ive been waitin for.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped arnd with Lace.&lt;br /&gt;Hehhhs.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kino and not long after I had to leave alr. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned vcds at Jelita.&lt;br /&gt;And then I had tuition at home.&lt;br /&gt;My new tutor is a mouse, pls.&lt;br /&gt;She doesnt talk at all.&lt;br /&gt;That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was in a pretty gd mood today.&lt;br /&gt;So she made me alot alot alot of promises.&lt;br /&gt;And gave me about 216579874614 million to spend in Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;Now we're talking... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Sparks still pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;And so does that lion head.&lt;br /&gt;Grotesque.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108679823779750184?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108679823779750184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108679823779750184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108679823779750184' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108669722412401224</id><published>2004-06-08T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T20:22:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cried buckets of tears last night.&lt;br /&gt;I wished the police would come and take me away.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah fine that was out of point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows I woke up late and didnt go to school.&lt;br /&gt;I met Tanny and she has an Ahlong ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks he's not Ahlong but that's just because she's in denial.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to watch Troy but it was sold out.&lt;br /&gt;3rd time I got disappointed this week.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to Nooch and they had an irritating manager pls.&lt;br /&gt;He's just over-enthusiastic and that pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Paragon for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Tanny thinks I talk to much, and I need a life.&lt;br /&gt;"Eh Tanny, dont address me as that,&lt;br /&gt;Keane wouldnt be too happy bout it."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we headed off to Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jiawen's house.&lt;br /&gt;The long and tiring walk there.&lt;br /&gt;Poor me. (wallowing in self pity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiawen and I had fun shouting and screaming in the room at each other.&lt;br /&gt;And when I make a gentle remark,&lt;br /&gt;She thinks I'm scolding her.&lt;br /&gt;So I chased her out of her room. (how ironic)&lt;br /&gt;And her sister came in to ask me to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;SNIFFFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiawen and her sisters had fun playing Neopets.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'm influenced. &lt;br /&gt;-Sheepish smile&lt;br /&gt;Left for tennis at Holland V.&lt;br /&gt;Blahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come up to meet you, &lt;br /&gt;Tell you I'm sorry, &lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, &lt;br /&gt;Tell you I need you, &lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108669722412401224?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108669722412401224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108669722412401224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108669722412401224' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108661923292718572</id><published>2004-06-07T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T22:42:10.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom nags like a hag.&lt;br /&gt;I thought my dad promised me that there wudnt be no nagging in this house.&lt;br /&gt;That liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm gonna eat all the eggs my house has just to destress.&lt;br /&gt;I hate being nagged at.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the brink of tears.&lt;br /&gt;And my cholesterol level is going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never find another one like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108661923292718572?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108661923292718572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108661923292718572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108661923292718572' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108661706187866075</id><published>2004-06-07T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T22:04:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I getting so affected anyways?&lt;br /&gt;I must cool down.&lt;br /&gt;You aint bein fair to me. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine and I'm not being understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words hit me like darts over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And three hours of slp last night thanks to Keane and Bose isnt really helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendster is a liar.&lt;br /&gt;And Baksen is having a watch gathering without me. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108661706187866075?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108661706187866075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108661706187866075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108661706187866075' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108645175882737003</id><published>2004-06-05T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T00:11:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 15th birthday  (again) Lace! &lt;br /&gt;You know I still love you even though you have put me through so much shit and rubbing in all my bad doings. (i've really turned over a new leaf pls believe me)&lt;br /&gt;But dont worry I still love you all the same.&lt;br /&gt;I loved your party pls, at least, we had fun preparing for it.&lt;br /&gt;Portaying really ahsoh-ish aunties.&lt;br /&gt;Singing carols to irritate all the neighbors was fun too. (at this rate i'm gg i think i've got to move out of pine grove soon)&lt;br /&gt;WELL...and it was fun trying to pretend to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;We're such losers and all.&lt;br /&gt;Can see all those evil ppl laughing at us but well yeah, it was a humble gathering rather than a party.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt matter whether many people turned up or not, &lt;br /&gt;Whatever matters is that &lt;br /&gt;YOU HAD A CAKE&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAD PRESENTS&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAD ME&lt;br /&gt;and more of me. =D (ok maybe you had a crush on my italian dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I gotta go, my mom's getting psyched up watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets on HBO.&lt;br /&gt;And my sister's asking me why the photographs in Harry Potter can move.&lt;br /&gt;It's magic, d u h.&lt;br /&gt;-Smacks forehead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108645175882737003?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108645175882737003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108645175882737003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108645175882737003' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108637564695269078</id><published>2004-06-05T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T23:28:21.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea, it isnt really bout pride, it's about you being in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read what you wrote, I did say I loved you and I wasnt lying but now i found out that it was all a stupid mistake. How can you talk about promises when you dont even know bout the future? I'm not saying I cant keep a promise, but some promises are just hard to keep. The promise I made you is just as good as saying "I promise you I wont die". It's obvious that everyone has to die in the end, so love will definitely die out when it's time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time changes everything. If this love was right for us, we would have remained tgt and understood each other. I know I didnt understand you, but neither did you play your part. If this love was right, you wouldnt be so hurt by me. I'm not saying this in an argumentative way, I'm saying this in a i'm-so-tired-of-fighting-with-you way. I'm not asking for peace, I just want to be left alone. I'm fine with your constant instant shootbacks at me, seriously, I'm fine with it. If you dont wanna forgo your pride, it's okay. I dont mind losing because I myself know, I'm the one who's winning, it's just the different point of view that you see it in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you still wanna blame me for that has happened, by all means. I dont really care bout my reputation that is gonna be shaped out from your constant untrue tellings, it doesnt matter as long as I have my own group of close friends who will always be there for me. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108637564695269078?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108637564695269078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108637564695269078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108637564695269078' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108635153471546812</id><published>2004-06-04T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T20:27:10.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You see it's not always right to tell someone you love them&lt;br /&gt;You have to think twice before you say those three words&lt;br /&gt;Cause they can mean the world for that someone&lt;br /&gt;If you don't mean it then don't even bother to tell those three words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, I was moodswinging really badly just now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway do you wanna know what was my hardcore exercising plan A?&lt;br /&gt;It's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lace and I went to Swensen's for lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went shopping for her party stuff at cold storage.&lt;br /&gt;And ended up carrying plastic bags like aunties.&lt;br /&gt;It was really stupid and funny.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just a loner with a sexy attitude. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108635153471546812?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108635153471546812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108635153471546812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108635153471546812' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108633418341609241</id><published>2004-06-04T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T15:38:36.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SO BLOODY IRRITATED BY MY MOM.&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE SHE'LL KEEP HER NOSE TO HERSELF.&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE ISNT HER LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S NOT SUPPOSED TO GUIDE ME.&lt;br /&gt;THE STORY DOESNT GO LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;THE STORY IS ME, LEADING MY OWN FUCKING LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;AND MY MOM IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN IT.&lt;br /&gt;SHE NEVER WAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M ALSO PISSED WITH THE BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;BECOS HE JUST GETS INTO MY WAY.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YOU'RE NICE AND ALL, BUT I'M SORRY I DITCHED YOU TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;STOP BUGGING ME TO HANG OUT WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ONE OF THE LAST THINGS I'M GONNA DO.&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU DIE TRYING TO BE PART OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;COS YOU'LL NEVER BE.&lt;br /&gt;MY HEART'S ALREADY SOMEWHERE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, I'M IN A REALLY BITCHY MOOD RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M MOOD SWINGING REALLY BADLY BECOS I THINK EVERYONE'S SO ULTRA VAIN AND THEY ACT AS IF THEY'RE MISS UNIVERSE.&lt;br /&gt;REALITY CHECK PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok byebye i'm going for my hardcore exercising plan A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108633418341609241?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108633418341609241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108633418341609241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108633418341609241' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108630848379734359</id><published>2004-06-04T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T08:21:59.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH, my mom's such a nag.&lt;br /&gt;She woke me up at 715 (when I was planning to wake up at 755) and threatened me with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;She's such a lifeless bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed I wanted to grab the ugly mogu and go to the toilet to slp and pretended I passed out. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;I SAY, she should just fuck off and get on with her work.&lt;br /&gt;And stop making useless phonecalls to home, asking whether I've left for school.&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's just too bad since I asked my maid to lie to her that I'm not around.&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;Mom, try some other tactics next time lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the entrepreneurship thingie sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dragging myself there in bout another 10mins time.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, and Lace and I are gonna be fashionably late, to piss the person in charge off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108630848379734359?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108630848379734359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108630848379734359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108630848379734359' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108627347911471446</id><published>2004-06-03T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T22:37:59.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you're really bored (like me) &lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://www.pagetutor.com/idiot/idiot.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108627347911471446?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108627347911471446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108627347911471446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108627347911471446' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108627194756696685</id><published>2004-06-03T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T22:23:26.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!&lt;br /&gt;I've found my long lost best friend from kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;She's Petrina from IJTP.&lt;br /&gt;Dont you think I'm just bout the nxt best PI after Valeriana?&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Jiawen sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jw: Ness, stop being so superficial.&lt;br /&gt;Ness: Jw, stop being so super bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had conversations like this for almost the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;She made me go explore this unknown place.&lt;br /&gt;I got so freaked out and clung onto her.&lt;br /&gt;But NOOOOO, she had to act as if she was possessed.&lt;br /&gt;And since I longed for air-con so much,&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at some Community Centre with some Lao Ah Peks.&lt;br /&gt;We tried going into the dance room, the karaoke room and the gym.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahas. But we kinda got 'chased out' by the nasty glances of the people.&lt;br /&gt;Whuteva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the most unique place anyone can eva hang out.&lt;br /&gt;(Jiawen, I still hate you)&lt;br /&gt;And my dad still sucks after all these years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108627194756696685?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108627194756696685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108627194756696685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108627194756696685' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108618281228375869</id><published>2004-06-02T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T21:26:52.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so i've been hooked onto renting videos too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Camp&lt;br /&gt;-How to deal&lt;br /&gt;-Save the last dance&lt;br /&gt;-Duplex&lt;br /&gt;-Blue crush&lt;br /&gt;-Matchstick man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I've watched all.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm down with my last one - Mona Lisa Smile.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too afraid to watch it cos I know after I'm done with it I'm back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sounding&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic&lt;br /&gt;As the days go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's pathetic anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108618281228375869?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108618281228375869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108618281228375869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108618281228375869' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108615420208081390</id><published>2004-06-02T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T13:31:11.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so disappointing how you cant take the break up like a man.&lt;br /&gt;They say only people who are weak hearted will go around bitchin bout the person who dumped them.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're sadly catergorized into the same grp as them.&lt;br /&gt;I dont see how bitching bout me can get you anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;It only makes a clearer picture of how much of a loser you are.&lt;br /&gt;If bitchin bout me makes you feel better, by all means do it.&lt;br /&gt;But just remember, &lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who cheated on me?&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who always threatened to leave for Canada everytime we quarrelled?&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who lied to me bout quitting smoking?&lt;br /&gt;Who was the one who joined a gang behind my back?&lt;br /&gt;Who was the who spied on me? (that's really low down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship doesnt only revolve around you.&lt;br /&gt;So stop bothering my friends,&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt mean you have a problem, it means you'll have to burden my friends with yours.&lt;br /&gt;They have enough problems themselves. (their problem is YOU)&lt;br /&gt;And they only reply your messages (which as usual only revolves arnd you) just cos they pity your childish and immature state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how tiring it is to reply your 3part messages?&lt;br /&gt;If you dont, why not ask Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;And stop being a sucker and leave your rudeness to yourself, dont show it to Jiawen.&lt;br /&gt;She doesnt deserve all this shit from you.&lt;br /&gt;And stop insisting on meeting Lace to discuss bout your problems, &lt;br /&gt;she doesnt give no shit bout ya.&lt;br /&gt;They hate you &lt;strong&gt;as much as you hate them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not so free to sit arnd here all day waiting for you to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;You're so bloody immature. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure there are many other people who agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead, bitch bout me.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day..&lt;br /&gt;People will only realise &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the one who got dumped, not me.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm as bad as you explained to them, why didnt you break up with me then?&lt;br /&gt;Reality check, pls.&lt;br /&gt;And have fun in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend we've nv met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mouth is bigger than a girl's.&lt;br /&gt;And you have too much goddamn pride.&lt;br /&gt;Just give it up.&lt;br /&gt;You're the loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108615420208081390?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108615420208081390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108615420208081390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108615420208081390' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108610613451173961</id><published>2004-06-02T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T00:09:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=6&gt;&lt;font color=#f90000&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy 15th bday lace!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108610613451173961?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108610613451173961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108610613451173961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108610613451173961' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108609427070829719</id><published>2004-06-01T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T20:53:31.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayokay.&lt;br /&gt;I shant be stubborn and I shud forgive Jw and Lace. (not that i'm really angry with them, but AIYA)&lt;br /&gt;After all I would be friendless without them. (HAHAH i'm such a nasty bitch)&lt;br /&gt;And will only be left with my New York Cheesecake (Sarah) who only knows how to play pool all day long.&lt;br /&gt;And she also loves chilling at Keppel Club for I duno what reasons.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, why am I making myself sound so pathetic and friendless?&lt;br /&gt;I think it rocks having a clique, now that doesnt mean I have one.&lt;br /&gt;It's alright. &lt;br /&gt;I have to accept the fact that it's part and parcel to be ditched by friends.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lovin' it! (GROANNNS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught The Day After Tomorrow with Lace today!&lt;br /&gt;Uber exciting!&lt;br /&gt;I love that show together with Shrek. (Drama Queen shud just fuck off and die)&lt;br /&gt;Before that I was at the Dentist's.&lt;br /&gt;Green braces now, which are really really ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's not impt cos I cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;Cos of............ I DONT WISH TO BRING BACK BAD MEMORIES!!&lt;br /&gt;*Clings on to Lace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESYESYES I'm getting that Guess Capri Pants. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm uber excited cos I'm gonna buy down the whole duty-free shop.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cos dad's coming along to our trip in Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;And that means &lt;em&gt;Kaching Kaching Kaching.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which will equals to Ness's face becoming $_$ and =D&lt;br /&gt;And I've circled out all the nice shopping centres in Bangkok already.&lt;br /&gt;Intensive shopping for 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;SLAMMIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Never trust items which are on sale. &lt;br /&gt;They are either dirty, old or ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108609427070829719?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108609427070829719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108609427070829719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108609427070829719' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108609081244071497</id><published>2004-06-01T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:58:02.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRST i got discarded into the sanitary bin by Jiawen. &lt;br /&gt;THEN i got thrown into the dumpster by Lace.&lt;br /&gt;Man, this way of life sucks the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just another loser who's too afraid to use the word: love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108609081244071497?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108609081244071497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108609081244071497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108609081244071497' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108601545672397963</id><published>2004-05-31T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T22:57:36.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY DAY WAS F*CKING BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is not the way I choose to live"&lt;br /&gt;as paraphrased from jw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so bored I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Went jogging. (WORSHIPS MYSELF)&lt;br /&gt;2. Went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;3. Played the piano for the longest time of my life. (and i dont know why)&lt;br /&gt;4. Almost wanted to go jogging again.&lt;br /&gt;5. Had a bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;6. Watched thousands of VCDs.&lt;br /&gt;7. Forced myself to read Nicholas Sparks and his sappy love stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNIFFF.&lt;br /&gt;I did all those cos I felt that sitting in front of the comp all day was just another insult to my intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I might be tempted to go play neopets. =D&lt;br /&gt;And I might never forgive myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways FINALLY it was bout 4oclock.&lt;br /&gt;So I headed down to town.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SARAH FOR THE NEW YORK CHEESECAKE!&lt;br /&gt;Fresh from New York!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Qiqi and Jiawen.&lt;br /&gt;Damn both of them werent in their right state of minds.&lt;br /&gt;Qiqi was mood swinging over not being able to see Energy.&lt;br /&gt;Whilst Jiawen's mind was in Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;Poor me.. &lt;br /&gt;Haha, self pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back at arnd 9plus.&lt;br /&gt;And this person messaged me and asked me if i used to work in a pub in orchard.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no slut pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I was caught up playing Solitaire with Yaoen.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop winning.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Yaoen.&lt;br /&gt;*YAWNS* It can be boring to keep winning all the time ya knoe. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108601545672397963?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108601545672397963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108601545672397963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108601545672397963' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108597489525436752</id><published>2004-05-31T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T11:46:24.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You say you love me, you say you love me&lt;br /&gt;But you're &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we do is make up&lt;br /&gt;Then break up&lt;br /&gt;Why dont we wake up&lt;br /&gt;And see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love hurts&lt;br /&gt;It wont work&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we need some time alone&lt;br /&gt;We need to let it &lt;u&gt;breathe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;My baby's at Las Vegas now.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying her already perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;And her hotel room is just opposite Madonna's!!&lt;br /&gt;Mannnnnnnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108597489525436752?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108597489525436752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108597489525436752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108597489525436752' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108591377245405993</id><published>2004-05-30T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T18:47:11.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GO MARRY YOUR FIRST LOVE LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with all the first love shit.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in first loves?&lt;br /&gt;NAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in -- LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Acks.&lt;br /&gt;As shallow as I may seem, I might not be as shallow as you think. (??)&lt;br /&gt;Because I can go into an intense discussion about that scary thing called &lt;font color=#f90000&gt;LOVE&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But since I'm so intellectual, meaning that I do not have time for such trival subjects, I will choose not to. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top off my loser life. (Since this is the loser-est point of my whole entire life)&lt;br /&gt;I spent my whole Saturday night at home watching VCDS.&lt;br /&gt;That's disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand how people can promise each other to love each other for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could explain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. Dont you think Penny Ang is so goddamn lucky?&lt;br /&gt;Mannnn, she has got HANSON singing bout her!&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I wished my name was Penny.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it would sound so offensive. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's really boring. &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;Life is what you make out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, then it must be just me.&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone with Shoelace and WE were singing one liners.&lt;br /&gt;Like.. "One more time.. one more time"&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha. That song is fucking funny.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like the singer had too much sex or sth.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's songs like "Where are we runnin'?"&lt;br /&gt;Lenny sang it..and sounds.. majorly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody deserves a second chance in life.&lt;br /&gt;But not everyone &lt;em&gt;gets&lt;/em&gt; that second chance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108591377245405993?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108591377245405993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108591377245405993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108591377245405993' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108579839507639106</id><published>2004-05-29T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T10:53:27.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didnt go to school on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Gladys came over and we led the loser-est life we ever had.&lt;br /&gt;All we did was eat, sleep and watch more and more vcds.&lt;br /&gt;Gladys has a fetish for cartoons since she's sucha baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm positive her favorite was Brother Bear.&lt;br /&gt;She looked highly entertained.&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention, MALAY SHOWS TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Tang and Gladys on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen wasnt that fab after all.&lt;br /&gt;As expected, it was damn cliche.&lt;br /&gt;And duh, the ending was like "and they lived happily ever after" those kinda.&lt;br /&gt;Predictable la.&lt;br /&gt;Just that it has loads of eyecandies!&lt;br /&gt;Chiobus, chiobus and MOREEE chiobus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with Jasmine, Shiyun, Rachel Goh, Yuani and G on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;We caught SHREK 2!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOO. &lt;br /&gt;I'm lovin' the three blind mice although they were so minor in Shrek.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, everyone should catch it.. :D&lt;br /&gt;Uber funny.&lt;br /&gt;After that we got more or less damn bored and only stoned arnd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I played Tennis, the weather was damn windy this mornin.&lt;br /&gt;(I tried to act damn pro and cool with my suave moves today to impress my coach. But nah, I'm sure you wouldnt want me to go into detail. -Laughs-)&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna rain now tho.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Doubt I'll be going out today.&lt;br /&gt;No mood?&lt;br /&gt;If the weather picks up I'll go for a hardcore exercising scheme. -winks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108579839507639106?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108579839507639106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108579839507639106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108579839507639106' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108573738551691772</id><published>2004-05-28T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T17:46:25.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;you are so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;complicated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108573738551691772?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108573738551691772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108573738551691772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108573738551691772' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108566507067684895</id><published>2004-05-27T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T21:41:47.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH.&lt;br /&gt;I was happily installing each and everyone of my sims expansion pack to succumb my boredom.&lt;br /&gt;And BANG. I reached the end and realised somebody stole my Superstar CD.&lt;br /&gt;I'M MOOD SWINGING RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;ACK. ):&lt;br /&gt;Uber saddening, I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108566507067684895?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108566507067684895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108566507067684895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108566507067684895' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108566250901575645</id><published>2004-05-27T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T20:55:09.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why were you so mean to me today?&lt;br /&gt;I havent been bitchy to you lately.&lt;br /&gt;Whuteva you said today in class hurt my feelings ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;A whole damn alot.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm looked down upon but you didnt need to make assumptions just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe not all mean people are getting nicer.&lt;br /&gt;But really, those whom i used to dislike, I LIKE THEM SO MUCH NOW!&lt;br /&gt;Ooh wee, life is rockin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got an L1R5 of 31.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo claps for me.&lt;br /&gt;Fine maybe I'm 1 out of the 4 ppl who needed to see Ah cheng.&lt;br /&gt;Totally pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;My class is like how smart?&lt;br /&gt;Am I in the wrong class or sth.&lt;br /&gt;But at least it's an achievement!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, no?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah whuteva la, it's my self satisfaction that matters.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt really matter what that meanie pok is thinkin of me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes i've always been a nothing, since sec1 til now.&lt;br /&gt;And i say.....&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, whutever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways my mom's cool about it. &lt;br /&gt;Cos why?&lt;br /&gt;She's been reading too much books on adolescence.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Titles like, "How do you talk to you daughter about serious stuff"&lt;br /&gt;"How do you deal with teenagers"&lt;br /&gt;Those kinda lame books. (Lace's favorite)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ah cheng wants my mom to take time off from work tmr morning just to see her.&lt;br /&gt;Kanasai.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to convince her that she shouldnt make my mom do such a thing cos later my mom's boss decides to sack her for her laziness.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah but nooo.&lt;br /&gt;She wouldnt listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's a picture of us&lt;br /&gt;Together forever &lt;u&gt;unfaded&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;unbroken&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Your love covers me&lt;br /&gt;Forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll be here in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108566250901575645?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108566250901575645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108566250901575645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108566250901575645' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108549044671709951</id><published>2004-05-25T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T21:07:26.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The mean people are getting nicer and nicer each day.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not full of hate anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But for the Grapes Clan, that's an exception la. &lt;br /&gt;You should have seen how Janessa, Melissa and Wanxian did the Grapes dance.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY FUNNEHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was at Jw's place watching Love Actually Uncut over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Whilst that pig slept.&lt;br /&gt;You're forgiven since it's your O levels.&lt;br /&gt;But the next time I catch you slping and not entertaining me, YOU DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played the "To me, you're perfect" part again and again.&lt;br /&gt;And the last part when the American girl was singing "All I want for Xmas is you"&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to cab home but there was NO CABS!! (sad case)&lt;br /&gt;So I took a train to Clementi and went to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;I've got an MC for tomorrowww!&lt;br /&gt;*Dances around* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was boring today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108549044671709951?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108549044671709951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108549044671709951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108549044671709951' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108539464489705906</id><published>2004-05-24T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T18:32:22.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENORITA, I FEEL FOR YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/fonT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell aslp on the bus ride home.&lt;br /&gt;And ended up at some ulu Clementi place.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I had enough common sense to cross the road and take a bus back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results disappointed me greatly.&lt;br /&gt;But there's no point in harping on it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;School sucks.&lt;br /&gt;It's not getting better.&lt;br /&gt;Someone save me from this black hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I absolutely love her.&lt;br /&gt;When she smiles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the way I tried to say&lt;br /&gt;I'd be there&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108539464489705906?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108539464489705906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108539464489705906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108539464489705906' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-10853924413670404</id><published>2004-05-24T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T17:54:01.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's uber saddenning how the world is becoming so biatchy. &lt;br /&gt;I know I have no right to butt in and judge.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I think you're the shallowest person I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends backstabbing each other.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends bitching bout each other.&lt;br /&gt;And it all sums up to &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-10853924413670404?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/10853924413670404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/10853924413670404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#10853924413670404' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108531333163311580</id><published>2004-05-23T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T19:55:31.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUN TIP OF THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;All gays are sensitive, so dont ever insult them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair and I didnt look any better.&lt;br /&gt;I told my hairstylist i didnt like my previous haircut.&lt;br /&gt;And since he's gay, which means he's sensitive....&lt;br /&gt;He mood swung and obviously my hair turned more than bad.&lt;br /&gt;He literally chopped off all my hair, it hurt alot okay. ):&lt;br /&gt;After being his trusty customer for the past 4months, &lt;br /&gt;I have decided to scrap the idea of going back to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look Mr. Gay,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I doubted your haircutting skills, but you didnt have to do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go to 'Next' at Holland Village to cut my fringe nxt week.&lt;br /&gt;My fringe is unacceptable in the society.&lt;br /&gt;All mankind will laugh at me.&lt;br /&gt;Even animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the aftermath of OBS is still traumatising to my the functioning of my poor delicate body.&lt;br /&gt;My pimple outbreak stays.&lt;br /&gt;I'm buying down the whole of Clinique or i'll never forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch all the movies in the box office man.&lt;br /&gt;I'm way too outdated.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; to be brought back into civilisation and be accepted by the society.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108531333163311580?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108531333163311580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108531333163311580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108531333163311580' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108528551343953561</id><published>2004-05-23T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T12:14:11.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did belaying.&lt;br /&gt;I belayed Janessa pls.&lt;br /&gt;So she was supposed to fall while I belayed her.&lt;br /&gt;Her life was in my hands but sadly when she fell, I almost flew up pls.&lt;br /&gt;See-saw arh?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks arh!&lt;br /&gt;At night my back aching like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God Gabriel opened a massage parlour at her bunkbed.&lt;br /&gt;And we also learnt how to pitch a tent.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was busy pitching whilst my slacker grp were sunbathing.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical Training in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks arh!&lt;br /&gt;We had to run up this 70degree slope.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking steep.&lt;br /&gt;Then we did rockclimbing.&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I went first since they insisted we were light?!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jan for belaying me. :D&lt;br /&gt;So obviously I didnt reach the top since I gave up too fast.&lt;br /&gt;But rockclimbing was still UBER FUN!&lt;br /&gt;We did kayaking later on.&lt;br /&gt;Jan and I were trying our best t impress our instructor, Choon.&lt;br /&gt;And we had to wear our life jackets super tight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm positive it made me flat chested!&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smart watch mates woke us up saying it's 5oclock.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to brush my teeth and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And when i came back, I realised it was only 440am.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS ARH!&lt;br /&gt;What a bunch of liars.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows some f-cking mosquito bit my eye and it swelled.&lt;br /&gt;(I hope that mosquito which bit me will get raped man)&lt;br /&gt;I needed plastic surgery sooo badly. ):&lt;br /&gt;We went of Physical Training.&lt;br /&gt;And Choon was in charge!&lt;br /&gt;He wore this really short red shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Check out his sexaye legs man.&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stop drooling over them.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SOOOOO SEXY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we started our sea expedition.&lt;br /&gt;I was seasick at first cos I was in the same boat as Grapes.&lt;br /&gt;Then later Jeannette decided to take Mel and I into her boat.&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;And my seasickness went away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm positive Grapes casted some spell on me.&lt;br /&gt;We reached our campsite and I was trying to cover my badly swollen eye by wearing a cap.&lt;br /&gt;It was alrdy night time and I looked like some idiot wearing a cap at night.&lt;br /&gt;Jan got to call home and she cried a river.&lt;br /&gt;I saw her crying a river.. so i cried a ocean.&lt;br /&gt;And I felt homesick too.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Shaojian for putting up with my whining whilst filling up the bottles. &lt;br /&gt;But sadly after taking out my cap, everyone was uber shocked cos my eye was really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I cried even more.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, i remember jumping into Yaoen's tent crying to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;Many offered eyedrops. &lt;br /&gt;But i still cried.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to bathe and i realised i was having my fucking period.&lt;br /&gt;BEST!&lt;br /&gt;So I cried even more. (okay im a loser. mwahah)&lt;br /&gt;Many offered pads, even hot pink ones!&lt;br /&gt;But I still cried an ocean.&lt;br /&gt;I missed Jiawen, Lace and Gladys so much!&lt;br /&gt;Then Choon (my sexy legs) brought us out to see the constellations.&lt;br /&gt;At that time, Jan, Mel and I, we were still crying.&lt;br /&gt;And Choon thought we were just whining.&lt;br /&gt;So when he shined his torch at us and saw us crying.&lt;br /&gt;He was uber shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played games so I cheered up. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I sound like some spoilt baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set off for our land expedition.&lt;br /&gt;Trekked 10km.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks arh!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pulau Ubin Headman's house.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for some coconut drinks.&lt;br /&gt;But instead he was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks arh!&lt;br /&gt;The journey back was the toughest.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was moodswinging.&lt;br /&gt;I think Jan cried.&lt;br /&gt;And I had to take out my naval piercing pls.&lt;br /&gt;Uber saddenning but i got over it la.&lt;br /&gt;Cos my stud unscrewed leaving on the jewel behind.&lt;br /&gt;So I had no choice but to take it our unless I want an infection. ):&lt;br /&gt;PLUS our bags were uber heavy since I carried the pots plus messtins.&lt;br /&gt;Those ahsohs in my watch who insisted on carrying the food, pls fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;You never even offered to help any of us can?&lt;br /&gt;Peiqi and Gabriel were the heroes of the watch man. &lt;br /&gt;They carried very very heavy bags but didnt complain at all.&lt;br /&gt;So when we reached our campsite, we were supposed to massage the backs of each other.&lt;br /&gt;And the Fat Grape made so many weird noises, like "ah! ah! ah!"&lt;br /&gt;Jan: SHUDDUP LARH!&lt;br /&gt;Me: WAH LAO. HAVING SEX ARH?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choon decided to send me back to the medical centre cos my eye was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I was treated like a Princess there pls.&lt;br /&gt;I had the instructor's food.&lt;br /&gt;And I could slp in aircon!&lt;br /&gt;All i did the whole night was slp, eat, slp, eat.&lt;br /&gt;It was as if i was just a step away from Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined back the watch and helped to clear up.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was happy. =D&lt;br /&gt;Mel and I were bitching bout the Fat Grape whilst bathing.&lt;br /&gt;But were didnt realise she was also bathing!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, it's a known fact that we hate the Fat Grape alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;So there's nth to be scared about.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at cried my heart out to Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;Who couldnt do anything but laugh at me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108528551343953561?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108528551343953561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108528551343953561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108528551343953561' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108519483582435651</id><published>2004-05-22T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T11:26:42.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG are you so fucking glad that I'm back?!&lt;br /&gt;I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS was just a wastage of my tears, and MORE TEARS.&lt;br /&gt;My watch sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Without the Sui Sen heroes: ShaoJian, Tiffany, Peiqi, Sophia&lt;br /&gt;And my fellow slackers: Melissa and Janessa&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE WOULD BE SO HORRID. ):&lt;br /&gt;Ahya, the rest of the watch can just fuck off and die la huh.&lt;br /&gt;Wait til i gather my troops and make your life in Crescent an unforgettable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;My crisis night was the third night out.&lt;br /&gt;We were camping out. &lt;br /&gt;And sadly on the same day i had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a badly swollen left eye. (plastic surgery pls)&lt;br /&gt;-my first day of my period. (BAD CRAMPS PLS)&lt;br /&gt;-UBER homesick and schoolsick! I missed everyone back in Singapore. (Except my family lah duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i cried and cried and cried.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a loser!&lt;br /&gt;But no worries! Cos Janessa was more loser than me!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my 4th night at the sick bay.&lt;br /&gt;They really treated me like a Princess.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;Air-con bay-beh. AIR CON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahyah, you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I have the sudden urge to mood swing now,&lt;br /&gt;So.... BYEBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108519483582435651?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108519483582435651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108519483582435651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108519483582435651' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108468705347520085</id><published>2004-05-16T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T13:57:33.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUT SHE DOESNT GIVE A DAMN ABOUT ME. ): (says wheatus la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so L A Z Y to pack for OBS.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when can I ever be organized.&lt;br /&gt;I saw my sister packing her clothes in ziplog bags whenever she heads off for camps.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's uber cute.&lt;br /&gt;As in, the bags la. Not her.&lt;br /&gt;So I took a bunch of ziplog bags.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a whole stack.&lt;br /&gt;And tried packing my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously dunno what do use the ziplog bags for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS is sucking out all of my physical and mental energy.&lt;br /&gt;Esp when OBS hasnt even started.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna pack. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108468705347520085?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108468705347520085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108468705347520085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108468705347520085' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108463709093745756</id><published>2004-05-16T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T00:04:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it when I get myself so psyched up to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;And then just before I sign out of MSN,&lt;br /&gt;I stupidly decide to have a last look at my happy pill in Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd start laughing all over again.&lt;br /&gt;WAHHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;30minutes of sheer happiness.&lt;br /&gt;This is the life.&lt;br /&gt;REFLECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my happy pill is actually a private joke.&lt;br /&gt;I'll consider telling you if you kiss muh toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm definitely in the ZERO mood for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I just worked my abs for the past hour or so, laughin at my happy pill.&lt;br /&gt;Please remind me to look at her whenver I mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today wasnt much of a hyper day.&lt;br /&gt;Walked like fuck arnd.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Bought this Ax tee.&lt;br /&gt;And comtemplated whether to get the Topman wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked. Sat. Walked. Sat. Walked. Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting for like ages in cinecafe,&lt;br /&gt;I was finally hyper.&lt;br /&gt;So i wanted to play catching with Jw in the midst of e crowd in L2.&lt;br /&gt;And walked really really fast.&lt;br /&gt;But Jw caught no ball (that doofball) and just strolled behind me.&lt;br /&gt;I was UBER disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;I was hyper for that 5secs, then changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we were at metro paragon LINGERIE section pls.&lt;br /&gt;I know f-ckin out of place.&lt;br /&gt;But Jw wanted to buy her friend a purple halter.&lt;br /&gt;So we walked round round round.&lt;br /&gt;In the end Jw decided to consult the sale attendant.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong it went sth like this : -&lt;br /&gt;Jw: Erm do you have any halter bras arnd?&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Yeah, sure. Over here.&lt;br /&gt;Jw: Ness! Here!&lt;br /&gt;Me: (whispering to Jw) DAMN! Now she thinks I'm the one who wants e bra.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: (she starts taking out all their orbiang bras pls, and demonstrating to me how to turn it into a halter bra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously I had to clear my name.&lt;br /&gt;And protect my status (which isnt anything) by saying "so do you think she will like it?"&lt;br /&gt;Mwahah! &lt;br /&gt;Aha! Jiawen, you lose pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sarcasm DOES release stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS OBS OBS OBS OBS . &lt;br /&gt;/sulks lika fucktard.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to excite myself.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, wee!&lt;br /&gt;5 days in the jungle.&lt;br /&gt;I love nature.&lt;br /&gt;Nature loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Just rename me Miss Adventurer or Nature girl la.&lt;br /&gt;Suits me, no?&lt;br /&gt;(AND GLADYS WILL FUCKING MISS ME DURING E FIVE DAYS! Mwahah.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108463709093745756?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108463709093745756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108463709093745756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108463709093745756' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108453830276609173</id><published>2004-05-14T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T20:38:22.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Physics was so bad today!&lt;br /&gt;I gave up halfway and left 20marks worth of blanks.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, I'm soo gonna be despised by teachers.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a fact i'll have to live with.&lt;br /&gt;And i got pissed again for being the first to finish.&lt;br /&gt;And extra pissed cos i couldnt find the right sleeping position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soulmate Madam lim hong geok can just happily book me from head to toe la.&lt;br /&gt;1 dp for wrong earring.&lt;br /&gt;1 dp for colored bra.&lt;br /&gt;1 dp for no school socks.&lt;br /&gt;1 dp for tucked out shirt.&lt;br /&gt;My soulmate has too much time.&lt;br /&gt;Dear soulmate, please get a life.&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been catching hold of your pretty little eyes lately, but just give me some time to BREATHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;BITCH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had fun with Germaine, Yuani, Shiyun, Jasmine, Rachel Goh and Audrey today!!&lt;br /&gt;Mwahaha, we lunched at thai express.&lt;br /&gt;And had a yummy choco cake.&lt;br /&gt;They are such great company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on went to meet Lace who so happened to be in town.&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;And Val who gave me my birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! &lt;br /&gt;A CLOCK.&lt;br /&gt;It's bad luck but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;It's cute and i like it. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108453830276609173?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108453830276609173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108453830276609173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108453830276609173' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108444814418326360</id><published>2004-05-13T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T19:37:22.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if my presence caused your faces to change.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought it wouldnt be significant anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway out with none other than KYER today.&lt;br /&gt;-Went to marche and forced icky semi raw veggies down my throat. (since Rosalind picked the wrong choice and due to money constraints, we had to settle on that)&lt;br /&gt;Man, thank God I'm not a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;-Did Rosalind and Kyer poses outside marche.&lt;br /&gt;It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;-Went into Christian Dior, Louis Vuitton, Burberry, acting as if our moms' some taitai and our dad's some tycoon. &lt;br /&gt;-Making friends with dolls at make-up booths.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahah. &lt;br /&gt;This is -- one day in the shoes of Rosalind and Kyer.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm living in denial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i wrote four lines for a 12mark question for the history paper today.&lt;br /&gt;I must gear up and get all ready to return to school during the hols for combined humans remedial.&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fucking fault if i had a mental block, is it?&lt;br /&gt;And as usual i was the first in class to finish the paper.&lt;br /&gt;So i tried ways and means to find the best sleeping position during the 35mins i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fcuking envious of your live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108444814418326360?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108444814418326360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108444814418326360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108444814418326360' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108436558409569070</id><published>2004-05-12T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T20:39:44.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cherry pez, coke crush, rock stud, boogie.&lt;br /&gt;i used to hate school so i had to play hookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep while trying my utmost best to study history.&lt;br /&gt;Ack, I wished I were a child prodigy.&lt;br /&gt;Then all those fuckers out there can stop lookin down on me.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still highly traumatised.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this big fat lizard eating a big fat fly whilst i was eating dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Man, and before I could put the fork into my mouth, &lt;br /&gt;A fly landed on it.&lt;br /&gt;PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks, why are there so many blind flies around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDALL TAN IS UBER CUTE PLS.&lt;br /&gt;They played a prank call on him, telling him that he's Singapore's Sexiest Man.&lt;br /&gt;And he refused to believe.&lt;br /&gt;MOOOOOOOOHA.&lt;br /&gt;See how humble he is?&lt;br /&gt;And he's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;I like funny guys.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like funny guys? HMMMM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'll shall fuck off now and drool over Adolf Hitler, wishing he was Randall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108436558409569070?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108436558409569070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108436558409569070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108436558409569070' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108426135169527655</id><published>2004-05-11T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T15:42:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey i've been watching you&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing you do&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you pass in my homeroom class&lt;br /&gt;Makes my heart beat fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, you're fine.&lt;br /&gt;You really really really BLOW MY MIND. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. &lt;br /&gt;My mind was blocked during the Amath paper.&lt;br /&gt;That sucks, cos I'm certain it would only be a borderline pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm trying to instigate my PMS mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that my period would come before OBS next week.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's just another one of my lame ideas since studying bores me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to be me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108426135169527655?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108426135169527655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108426135169527655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108426135169527655' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108419057584465341</id><published>2004-05-10T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:02:55.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like to stay up late, spend hours on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with all my friends and never being at home&lt;br /&gt;I'm impolite and I make fun of everyone&lt;br /&gt;I'm immature but I will stay this way forever&lt;br /&gt;Unil the day I die, I promise I won't change&lt;br /&gt;So you better give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple plan - grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoohoo toodles noodles poodles doodles.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally online because I dont see the need of studying so hard anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Did you miss me? Did you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;I spend the whole f-cking weekend mugging my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;And it all sums up to nothing in the end. ):&lt;br /&gt;Whatever came out for Chemistry today was so totally irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;I'm prepared for Amath tomorrow, but you can never be to confident. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lovin' my Buddha from Sec1. &lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaah.&lt;br /&gt;Blow me up with her love. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108419057584465341?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108419057584465341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108419057584465341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108419057584465341' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108384146759547478</id><published>2004-05-06T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T19:08:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im 15 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;caught in between 10 and 20&lt;br /&gt;and im just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;counting the ways to &lt;u&gt;where you are&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back with Sarah today.&lt;br /&gt;Had soooooooo much to talk about. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the advertisements on the radio PISS ME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;Esp DjHunt on 987fm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;A haircut needs me.&lt;br /&gt;But then again I wouldnt want to look so typical like Jiawen's love rival.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Paul Frank is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna buy back memories.&lt;br /&gt;To awake some old qualities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108384146759547478?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108384146759547478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108384146759547478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108384146759547478' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108375433667783055</id><published>2004-05-05T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T18:58:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;really wanna work this out&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think you're gonna change&lt;br /&gt;i do but you don't&lt;br /&gt;think it's best we go our &lt;strong&gt;separate ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me why i should stay in this relationship&lt;br /&gt;when i'm hurting baby, i ain't happy baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centeR&gt;imma burning til you return.&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108375433667783055?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108375433667783055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108375433667783055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108375433667783055' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108367883579967252</id><published>2004-05-04T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T21:57:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My father is such a dick head.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed my head off after realising his stupidity is almost the same level as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: My teeth hurts after tightening my braces so I cant eat.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Really? When's your next appointment?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Next month.&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Then does it mean we'll have to bring you back to the dentist tmr?&lt;br /&gt;Me: IT'S NORMAL AFTER TIGHTENING YOUR BRACES LAH. (dickhead)&lt;br /&gt;Dad: -Laughs in embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another incident. &lt;br /&gt;My dad was all dressed up in his adidas jersey and reebok shorts. &lt;br /&gt;Together with a pair of nike track shoes. &lt;br /&gt;All ready for a nice jog this late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, maybe 1/2 hour or so, &lt;br /&gt;he comes back without a drip of sweat on his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;THE SOLES OF HIS TRACKS SHOES GAVE WAY BEFORE HE EVEN STARTED RUNNING!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahhahaah.&lt;br /&gt;He had to walk home soleless.&lt;br /&gt;What a fucking loser.&lt;br /&gt;He came home telling me how embarrassed he was,&lt;br /&gt;so he decided to walk on the grass instead.&lt;br /&gt;Incase passerbys laugh at him. (They should really.)&lt;br /&gt;He even showed me his soleless nikes.&lt;br /&gt;God, I should have taken pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;It was worth a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise where I get my stupidity from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108367883579967252?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108367883579967252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108367883579967252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108367883579967252' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108357970033106295</id><published>2004-05-03T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:25:56.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Needless to say, I didnt enjoy myself one bit at my cousin's place yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;My tennis skills suck, together with my racket.&lt;br /&gt;And my deadly father is more than willing to spend 200-300 bucks on a new racket for me.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of a good racket when i cant even play?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder where my dad put his brains.&lt;br /&gt;In his pocket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt itchy the whole of today. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Shiyun, Rachel Goh and Audrey provided me with good entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And when Rachel rolls her eyes, it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've been bruised, you've been broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108357970033106295?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108357970033106295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108357970033106295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108357970033106295' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108342363011983894</id><published>2004-05-01T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T23:11:45.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to be good and go to church tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But my cousins just have to ruin everything.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, there's always after exams.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, so I have to play tennis with my HUMBLE cousins tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so fucking humble.&lt;br /&gt;Their tennis is like, 2nd or 3rd nation wide that kinda calibre.&lt;br /&gt;And they purposely pick me to compete with them.&lt;br /&gt;Such losers.&lt;br /&gt;They want cheap thrill out of beating me, I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;I had to agree to please my dad since it's his birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I even played Hero by Enrique on the piano just to please him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole life: I do this, I do that. Everything for my dad. I'm living in the shadows of his words. My life's such a mean joke. But I'm okay with it. I've learnt the art of bo-chap-ness from the none other than Gladys Choo Xiu Hui. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoho. &lt;br /&gt;I forgot to add in my cousins are 3-4 years younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;Dont you think I should just hide my face in a dustbin or sth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Nobody wants to listen to the story about the pimple on my ass. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108342363011983894?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108342363011983894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108342363011983894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108342363011983894' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108337409521808836</id><published>2004-05-01T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T09:19:14.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i dont wanna know &lt;br /&gt;if your playin me keep it on the low&lt;br /&gt;cuz my heart &lt;u&gt;cant take it any more&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n if your &lt;strong&gt;creepin&lt;/strong&gt; please dont let it show&lt;br /&gt;ohh baby i dont wanna know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108337409521808836?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108337409521808836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108337409521808836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108337409521808836' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108337094349610330</id><published>2004-05-01T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T08:26:42.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate my cough plus sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I taste is practically bitter.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I even up so early.&lt;br /&gt;Go away fucking mid years. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl wants to rock with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108337094349610330?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108337094349610330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108337094349610330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108337094349610330' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108322908031931520</id><published>2004-04-29T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T17:02:16.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUSIC IS GOOD FOR THE BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC IS GOOD FOR THE BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC IS GOOD FOR THE BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC IS GOOD FOR THE BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I've convinced myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'll go practise the fucking piano now.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108322908031931520?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108322908031931520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108322908031931520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108322908031931520' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108314818017239543</id><published>2004-04-28T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T18:47:57.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooooooooh, WEE!&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but I'm in a fecking gd mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna forgive all the suckers in the world who did me wrong!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna tolerate hypocrites and backstabbers!&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored a twelve for my A math test!&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, wee!&lt;br /&gt;I finally convinced myself that it isnt that bad.&lt;br /&gt;And I tricked Fiona that I scored 12/13 and she believed.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys hasnt answered my composite lava question yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: If *** and bumble bee [her two eyecandies] were stuck on a composite lava volcano, and you only can save 1 person, who would you save?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: -remains dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, okay. I'll make things easier for you. I'll add in myself. So who would you save?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: You lah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay. Then you have a chance to make another trip up. So who would you save?&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: THAT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE AS THE FIRST QUESTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahah. Fecking funny.&lt;br /&gt;At least to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway happy 4th month to Clifford and myself.&lt;br /&gt;-grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if I wanted the popularity,&lt;br /&gt;I would have chose to hang out with a diff person.&lt;br /&gt;So shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mix with - cos i want the popularity.&lt;br /&gt;I mix with - cos we dont have enough real friends.&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm in the mood for forgiving, &lt;br /&gt;you're forgiven!&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, wee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108314818017239543?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108314818017239543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108314818017239543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108314818017239543' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108307554440384069</id><published>2004-04-27T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T22:23:18.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo suckers.&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying til my eyes wanna pop out.&lt;br /&gt;And my brain just wanna ooze out from my ears.&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly turning back my head to see what lame shit there is on TV.&lt;br /&gt;Poor neck.&lt;br /&gt;This life is overated.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, Utt is on TV.&lt;br /&gt;And so he cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were cracking cold jokes during English today.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Laughed my balls away.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some up when I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;But this is the ultimate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why didnt the skeleton have any date for prom?&lt;br /&gt;A: Because it didnt have anyBODY to dance with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;A fucking cold joke, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I did my New South Wales Science Test today.&lt;br /&gt;I got so restless towards the end,&lt;br /&gt;I started eeny meeny mynee-ing my way through.&lt;br /&gt;And I also did "** loves me, ** doesnt"&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;That's how boring it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108307554440384069?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108307554440384069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108307554440384069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108307554440384069' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108298897454413426</id><published>2004-04-26T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T22:20:27.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why did you choose to take the thing that meant most away from me?&lt;br /&gt;You could have made another choice.&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and then i go and spoil it all by saying sth like &lt;b&gt;i love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108298897454413426?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108298897454413426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108298897454413426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108298897454413426' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108297700294473322</id><published>2004-04-26T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T17:49:27.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;see i dont, know why, i like&lt;s&gt;d&lt;/s&gt; you so much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoohooo suckers.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ow, you ostrich.&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I lay my hands on you.&lt;br /&gt;How could you accuse me of open defiance when all I did was just voice out my opinions and feelings?&lt;br /&gt;But mommy taught me not to be FAKE. -Blinks eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and all those words that you don't say &lt;br /&gt;just mean less and less each day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn, and cry onto Lace, my pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Jiawen, for you were sure damn lousy in piggy backing me up the slope.&lt;br /&gt;-Snicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can't make me shed a tear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you, I'll beg and grovel my way out of this shit hole.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;Stop measuring your popularity!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think about tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Another day of sorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;But I don't think that I'll be here &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me kit kats cost so much. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108297700294473322?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108297700294473322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108297700294473322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108297700294473322' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108286644605757560</id><published>2004-04-25T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T12:20:07.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope my bastardized father will just shut up and live his fucking failured life.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully my bitchified mom will just stop crying and giving in to my dad.&lt;br /&gt;FINE LAH.&lt;br /&gt;Quarrel some more.&lt;br /&gt;I see how you two file a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt want to stay with neither of you both.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i get to choose my foster parents. (dream on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;And now my dad's stomping off to go downstairs to swim.&lt;br /&gt;Swim some more lah!&lt;br /&gt;You make your wife cry then you run away ah?&lt;br /&gt;BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;I knew it! You're a bastard right from the start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, and another reason why I'm in such a bad mood is because I went to take my I/C photo just now.&lt;br /&gt;And it turned out so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;My dad spent 20$ on it cos i took two times since i blinked.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUCH A WASTE OF MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;And now the fucking picture's so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;The photographer didnt let me smile, because he said my braces was ugly!&lt;br /&gt;I'm positive my lawyer's letter will reach him in about a weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised, the picture's not ugly.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST MY FACE!!&lt;br /&gt;-sobs-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything sucks.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for the limited vocabulary, wahah!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108286644605757560?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108286644605757560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108286644605757560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108286644605757560' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108282336029411079</id><published>2004-04-25T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T00:20:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having a bleeding naval piercing is no fun.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;And 1 month later you start bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, fucking naval.&lt;br /&gt;Now i've gotta spend money on buying alcohol and cotton stubs just to clear up the mess you made.&lt;br /&gt;If only i could fix on a sanitary pad for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, what cock am I talking.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty late, since i've been slping at 10pm e pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm delirious.&lt;br /&gt;Good night suckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108282336029411079?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108282336029411079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108282336029411079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108282336029411079' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108279352050828562</id><published>2004-04-24T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T16:02:49.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loving someone shouldnt be a pain.&lt;br /&gt;You should find joy in loving a person.&lt;br /&gt;Even if sth called &lt;strong&gt;ONE SIDED LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;happens.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;This is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm having some stupid family outing later.&lt;br /&gt;That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go call my wife now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when are you gonna take me out of this black hole?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108279352050828562?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108279352050828562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108279352050828562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108279352050828562' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108277649909148883</id><published>2004-04-24T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T11:20:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;i wanna run away and never say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know the truth instead of wondering why&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know the answers, no more lies&lt;br /&gt;i wanna shut the door and open up my mind&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of this shithole.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sick of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108277649909148883?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108277649909148883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108277649909148883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108277649909148883' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108271792049591386</id><published>2004-04-23T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T19:02:48.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm missing my previous life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking condemned right now.&lt;br /&gt;I need Usher's album to ease my soul. &lt;br /&gt;Wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you look at her as she looks at me&lt;br /&gt;she's got me thinkin about her constantly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the start of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but she don't know how I feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition with Orson tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I've got one whole basket of yummies enough for a party with him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and as she carries on without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if she's figured out&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;yeah im crazy for this girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108271792049591386?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108271792049591386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108271792049591386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108271792049591386' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108264628491330510</id><published>2004-04-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T23:15:50.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sucks this sucks this sucks this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost all my motivation to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;Yucks yucks yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;as i say goodbye to the way of life&lt;br /&gt;i thought i had designed for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks there's A math test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;My eldest sister mood swinged when i asked her to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;And she mood swinged even more when my dad asked her to teach me properly.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my second sister to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;And told me she has forgotten everything bout A maths.&lt;br /&gt;So i mood swinged and refused to study for my A maths.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, good excuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Penny Ang's consultation today.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;She teach until like got attitude problem like that.&lt;br /&gt;So damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've got a crush on her.&lt;br /&gt;"Then put the &lt;strong&gt;ugly&lt;/strong&gt; six on the other side"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108264628491330510?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108264628491330510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108264628491330510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108264628491330510' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108254715363756465</id><published>2004-04-21T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T19:36:39.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yucks yucks yucks.&lt;br /&gt;Get off my back.&lt;br /&gt;Desperado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm here to comment that I'm uber sad that John Peter Lewis was kicked out of the American Idol!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm one week late, haha.&lt;br /&gt;He's the cutest out of all.&lt;br /&gt;How could they do this to him?&lt;br /&gt;What bad judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 730pm and im sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;swing swing from the tangles of my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108254715363756465?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108254715363756465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108254715363756465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108254715363756465' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108245626108203747</id><published>2004-04-20T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T18:21:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;late night, come home&lt;br /&gt;work SUCKS, i know&lt;br /&gt;she left me roses by the stairs&lt;br /&gt;surprises let me know she cares. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;I had counselling today after school.&lt;br /&gt;I was bored to tears.&lt;br /&gt;To think I thought it was ten times better than doing suspension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a failure in life because I studied so frggin hard for Chem.&lt;br /&gt;And only got 18.5/30.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH, loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant hold up this wall any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wallflower, you've got to grow stronger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108245626108203747?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108245626108203747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108245626108203747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108245626108203747' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108237135553858747</id><published>2004-04-19T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T18:50:57.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I caught a glimpse of Heaven as I looked into your eyes--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a new motivation to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;But I cant tell you who. :D&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! I've got good rhyming skills.&lt;br /&gt;And so there's no need for anymore truancy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was doing suspension today, (in the smoldering heat, please)&lt;br /&gt;This unknown character who claims she's a teacher appeared next to me&lt;br /&gt;And insisted on seeing this brochure about Festive Arts (i used it to fan myself) on my table.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, she thinks I'm damn ethnic now lah!&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys and Audrey dont find my hair silky. (POUTS)&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'm positive it wasnt their honest opinion.&lt;br /&gt;MY HAIR IS NOT DRY.&lt;br /&gt;DRY IS NOT MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I convinced Mrs Ow that I'm friggin disappointed that she has been constantly grading me as low as 5/25 for my History assignments.&lt;br /&gt;And she's also convinced that I'm at the brink of giving up.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she'll give me some sympathy marks next time.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby left today.&lt;br /&gt;2 more months til she's back. ):&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108237135553858747?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108237135553858747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108237135553858747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108237135553858747' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108224956287958475</id><published>2004-04-18T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T08:56:43.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No way i'm not living in denial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah boy im using a wireless connection now. :D&lt;br /&gt;I've got news fer ya.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i dropped a Sigg bottle filled with water on Mr. Big Toe. ):&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Big Toe is now injured and I cant really walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, this big metal thing dropping on your toe.&lt;br /&gt;OWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to wear sandals to school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;But my mom asked me to wrap it up in a bandage to make it look more serious.&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways my maid has gone back to Philippines yesterday since her dad passed away.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be maidless for the nxt 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;Can you comprehend that my mom's cooking sucks?&lt;br /&gt;God, i'm gonna suffer.&lt;br /&gt;Better go stock up on more instant noodles and biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, there was Sports Day on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;We screwed up our 4x1 ):&lt;br /&gt;After that I went out with Lace and Qiqi.&lt;br /&gt;Then Lace came over.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahah, we had fun again. (:&lt;br /&gt;But i forgot what kinda fun. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108224956287958475?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108224956287958475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108224956287958475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108224956287958475' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108195543342902714</id><published>2004-04-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T23:14:29.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>think about it,&lt;br /&gt;you ruined it now.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you &lt;strong&gt;cant sleep &lt;/strong&gt;and you &lt;strong&gt;dream&lt;/strong&gt; about it.&lt;br /&gt;and when you &lt;strong&gt;dream&lt;/strong&gt;, i hope you &lt;strong&gt;cant sleep &lt;/strong&gt;and you &lt;strong&gt;scream &lt;/strong&gt;about it.&lt;br /&gt;i hope your conscious &lt;strong&gt;eats at you &lt;/strong&gt;and you cant &lt;strong&gt;breathe&lt;/strong&gt; without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shut up bitch, im trying t talk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha, eminem rocks, no?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for house prac today (no suspension!)&lt;br /&gt;mascot is really fun (:&lt;br /&gt;and my countless attempts to piggy back bernice. lol.&lt;br /&gt;sarah and beverly came over today.&lt;br /&gt;great company.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom was being such a hypocrite, acting like a perfect mom to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;roll&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108195543342902714?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108195543342902714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108195543342902714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108195543342902714' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108186431940440030</id><published>2004-04-13T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T21:55:53.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feeling fucking empty right now, even though it's my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;define: happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. thanks everybody for all their presents.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate every single one of them. :D &lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;strong&gt;gladys&lt;/strong&gt; for your BIG box of pink sweets which wud most prob cause me diabetes, and die from some unknown cancer cos of the ants inside. and for the 'babys r us' &lt;u&gt;BIB&lt;/u&gt;. plus some stinky perfume i reckon she got frm some laoahpek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiawen&lt;/strong&gt; for waking up at 530am (or so she claims, mwaha) to cook me breakfast which was... appetizing. and for your constant presents everyday since monday. starting from postcards to keychains to chocolates to biscuits to choco lollys and what have yous. really appreciate it, esp the card. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarah &lt;/strong&gt;for buying me the cake (but hopefully we con gladys into paying for it) and yet another big PINK box containing lots of mentos cool chews. im lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lace &lt;/strong&gt;for the beautiful packaging from bodyshop which u almost died looking at. wahaha. the small lil cute brush tgt with the body butter. im lovin' it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxine&lt;/strong&gt; for your box of choc biscuits and &lt;strong&gt;jiayi&lt;/strong&gt; for your cookies which i gobbled up cos i didnt have lunch. wahahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nt t forget &lt;strong&gt;clifford&lt;/strong&gt; for your lovely levis belt. heh heh. everybody says it's ugly. but it's okay, they dont know what's style. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you stop bitchin right now?&lt;br /&gt;have you had enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;judgemental lowlifes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolls eyes.&lt;br /&gt;you should know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, bitching about me has become a habit so you have lost your fucking conscience and feel guilt-free.&lt;br /&gt;if that's the case, then im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;you better watch your back.&lt;br /&gt;cos im afraid your closest friends might do the same thing to you.&lt;br /&gt;unwanted bitch.&lt;br /&gt;stop being a hypocrite okay?&lt;br /&gt;you're acting so nice in front of me, &lt;br /&gt;to think i actually felt like trusting you,&lt;br /&gt;and wasting my precious time on picking up conversations with you.&lt;br /&gt;do you know how disappointed i am?&lt;br /&gt;and on the sad side, i could have used that meagre time to do sth worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;cos everything's worthwhile, as long as im not talking to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO..&lt;br /&gt;if you dont like my &lt;u&gt;fucking face or attitude*&lt;/u&gt;, just tell in straight into my face!&lt;br /&gt;note the *, cos it's not my fault i have a fucking face and attitude, it's my parents.&lt;br /&gt;so why blame me?&lt;br /&gt;it's in the genes, slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know.&lt;br /&gt;im contradicting myself again since im accusing you of bitching bout me.&lt;br /&gt;but here i am, bitching about you.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, u see, sometimes in life, &lt;br /&gt;you gotta take back all the shit u've been giving someone.&lt;br /&gt;so this is for you. (:&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108186431940440030?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108186431940440030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108186431940440030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108186431940440030' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108160440175410592</id><published>2004-04-10T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T21:43:52.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MWAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;my dad rocks!&lt;br /&gt;and im not mocking him!! (for once)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suspension with shatnam and her frens was F-U-N!!&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;im not supposed to be here.&lt;br /&gt;it's supposed to be abandoned!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;-grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw ive got a fetish for cooks. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108160440175410592?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108160440175410592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108160440175410592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108160440175410592' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108135616986537451</id><published>2004-04-08T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T00:57:36.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;who needs a dad anyway?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my life is at it's lowest, lowest, LOWEST point right now.&lt;br /&gt;i feel no need to continue running this blog.&lt;br /&gt;cos what you'll see will only be rantings bout how my sad life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. &lt;br /&gt;im so glad my mom's cool bout it.&lt;br /&gt;she told me crescent sucks.&lt;br /&gt;but i reckon she has a secret crush on mr loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side, &lt;br /&gt;my mom rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me in advance.&lt;br /&gt;take care you guys.&lt;br /&gt;and whatever's left of your life.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wont show the weakness inside of me&lt;br /&gt;i'll stay strong and prove that you're &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108135616986537451?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108135616986537451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108135616986537451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108135616986537451' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108126220621154757</id><published>2004-04-06T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T22:40:31.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was just plain bad. (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;stayed back for mascot.&lt;br /&gt;funny people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my dad is back to his old biased ways.&lt;br /&gt;i just heard him cursing me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;ahh. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for treating so darn nicely for the past 1week anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was staring at somebody from my level today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;you remind me of a love i knew.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108126220621154757?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108126220621154757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108126220621154757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108126220621154757' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108115886744680263</id><published>2004-04-05T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T17:59:14.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;School didnt go well today.&lt;br /&gt;I was complaining to Gladys how sad my life is.&lt;br /&gt;Piling up with tuitions and classes and tuitions and classes.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Loh didnt let me retake my Amath test cos I didnt get a MC for Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, you ass.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure you die.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty unfair since thousands and gazillions of students frm other classes get to retake theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i rushed off for dental appointment after school.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Tanny waited for me. (nah, those two words dont go well together)&lt;br /&gt;I changed my braces to alternate pink and black.&lt;br /&gt;Now i look like i've got a major bad tooth decay from afar.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha, bad choice of colors man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108115886744680263?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108115886744680263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108115886744680263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108115886744680263' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108109021141955331</id><published>2004-04-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T22:53:53.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Said you're going with your boys today and&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry cause I'll be home late but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know you're cheating out there creeping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You been freaking babe&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you how it's gonna be yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You can run your game but not on me boy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So who the hell are you trying to kid?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know this is what I did I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called your pager and your 2-way boy but no response&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start looking and I found you in some other woman's arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to front boy cause I saw you there with &lt;em&gt;my own eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just get your stuff boy cause &lt;strong&gt;I'm tired of hearin all your lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108109021141955331?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108109021141955331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108109021141955331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108109021141955331' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108107324607312286</id><published>2004-04-04T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T18:44:03.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;can you leave me here alone now&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna hear you say that you know me&lt;br /&gt;that i should be always doing what you say&lt;br /&gt;cos im trying to get through today&lt;br /&gt;and there's one thing i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i dont wanna think about you, or think about me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tests re killing me.&lt;br /&gt;3 tests tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and im striving t score well.&lt;br /&gt;but im still fucking unsure about the dumb revolutionaries and deciduous/coniferous forests.&lt;br /&gt;argh and not to mention factor theorem. &lt;br /&gt;RAHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad insisted on a bbq for my bday nxt week.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;why all the hassle when u can just give me money and off i go. :D&lt;br /&gt;moooha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108107324607312286?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108107324607312286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108107324607312286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108107324607312286' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108104860444546333</id><published>2004-04-04T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T11:20:26.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tried to boil an egg.&lt;br /&gt;but failed. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lace came over yesterday to ease the pain.. &lt;br /&gt;mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and she started ogling over her pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;whilst i ogled over my pretty girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;a beauty in disguise, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;and then when sending her down we saw my prince charming.&lt;br /&gt;-melts.&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to go to catholic jnr high nxt time.&lt;br /&gt;MOOHA. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108104860444546333?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108104860444546333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108104860444546333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108104860444546333' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108096568622056308</id><published>2004-04-03T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T12:22:21.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;never ever ever have felt so low.&lt;br /&gt;when are you gonna take me out of this black hole?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh!&lt;br /&gt;i did 5 baskets of tennis balls today. (500 balls!!)&lt;br /&gt;volley and backhand.&lt;br /&gt;and i went to swim laps after that.&lt;br /&gt;my whole body is aching right now.&lt;br /&gt;but im still pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am utterly bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go for a run later.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;i want to over exhaust myself and die lah.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108096568622056308?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108096568622056308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108096568622056308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108096568622056308' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108092057175252042</id><published>2004-04-02T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T23:46:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh great.&lt;br /&gt;so now you're telling me i cant go out tmr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making me go for tennis. (ive got to &lt;em&gt;pretend&lt;/em&gt; im a sporty person)&lt;br /&gt;making me play the piano. (ive got to &lt;em&gt;pretend&lt;/em&gt; i wish to be beethoven)&lt;br /&gt;making me go for your thousand and one tuitions. (ive got to &lt;em&gt;pretend&lt;/em&gt; im excited to learn more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more you want me to pretend?&lt;br /&gt;pretend im so darn happy with you?&lt;br /&gt;pretend im enjoying my life so damn much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's already a lie.&lt;br /&gt;what more do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can take everything away from me.&lt;br /&gt;just take my life, and give me My Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be e happiest girl cos i'd rather live with God rather than live on Earth which is as gd as living Hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108092057175252042?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108092057175252042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108092057175252042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108092057175252042' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108091603354126670</id><published>2004-04-02T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T22:32:29.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a mighty fun day with beverly and sarah yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;went home at arnd 10plus since my dad wasnt arnd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im such a cowardice.&lt;br /&gt;the only reason why i skipped school today was cos of e amath test.&lt;br /&gt;amath gives me the creeps and the shudders.&lt;br /&gt;mwaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out.. life is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to this place called My Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;where everyting would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sneaking out tonite.&lt;br /&gt;cos im uber pissed with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;she's back to her snoopy ways.&lt;br /&gt;god damn it, get a life, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108091603354126670?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108091603354126670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108091603354126670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108091603354126670' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108073860545737065</id><published>2004-03-31T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T21:13:42.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeeeeha. my dad's going out of town this weekend. :D&lt;br /&gt;am i a happy girl or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww ms ngeow, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;i'll reserve this coming friday and saturday for u.&lt;br /&gt;just for u!&lt;br /&gt;missing me is hazardous to your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention my dad FINALLY returned me my phone?&lt;br /&gt;nobody wants t message me!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;im trying to con some stupid ppl into messaging me.&lt;br /&gt;mwahaha. that's how pathetic i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eck i just swallowed some mouth wash thingie just now.&lt;br /&gt;throat is tingling.&lt;br /&gt;weehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108073860545737065?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108073860545737065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108073860545737065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108073860545737065' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108065913455759791</id><published>2004-03-30T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T23:10:44.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i could take away all your pain&lt;br /&gt;by catching all your tears&lt;br /&gt;then putting it in a bottle&lt;br /&gt;and throw it all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only things could be forgotten that easily.&lt;br /&gt;if only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh you guys gotta check this website out&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://spi.com.sg"&gt;SPI webbie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is really darn interesting.&lt;br /&gt;ive been spending my whole evening reading it.&lt;br /&gt;stopping at intervals to watch channel five at 9pm and 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show 'missing' is really damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;to think your child cud just go missing unexpectedly and nv come back.&lt;br /&gt;now i understand why parents re so worried to let their kids out.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the show 'incredible tales' was really a joke.&lt;br /&gt;the actors were all damn funny, so was the storyline and the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;not saying that i refuse to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;but judging the way the way e actors act, it was really unbelievable + incredible.&lt;br /&gt;mwahaha, that explains the title i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent studied today!&lt;br /&gt;damn. but im slpy alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;ooh yea! u guys gotta read e book 'lovely bones' too.&lt;br /&gt;it's highly lovable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outkast by roses rock. (:&lt;br /&gt;e song is damn cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108065913455759791?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108065913455759791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108065913455759791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108065913455759791' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108064310483929840</id><published>2004-03-30T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T18:42:00.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my dad has gained my respect n i love him, so much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i cant believe i actually said that but i do mean it. &lt;br /&gt;ive got to rant right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;telling me who to befriend and who not to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;you think you know everything?&lt;br /&gt;you dont have the slightest clue of what's happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;so dont try to act as if you know and understand.&lt;br /&gt;dont get so worried over me, i &lt;u&gt;dont need&lt;/u&gt; your concern.&lt;br /&gt;neither do i need your sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im better off without your care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;BITCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108064310483929840?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108064310483929840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108064310483929840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108064310483929840' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108046806133795741</id><published>2004-03-28T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T18:04:34.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with bev and sarah yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;heh jw and andrea came over today to brighten up my sunday.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it always turns out like this.&lt;br /&gt;me and you.&lt;br /&gt;so near yet so far.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108046806133795741?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108046806133795741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108046806133795741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108046806133795741' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108035583327354364</id><published>2004-03-27T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T11:03:37.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like tennis.&lt;br /&gt; but backhand is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say i had a good sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt bout bein filthy rich. ;)&lt;br /&gt;and finally my dad was nice to me..... in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;mwahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my entries lately has been too out of point.&lt;br /&gt;i better find for sth better t blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im grouchy now cos im hungry. ):&lt;br /&gt;back off before i bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dont waste your time on me you're already the voice inside my head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108035583327354364?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108035583327354364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108035583327354364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108035583327354364' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108020909414987647</id><published>2004-03-25T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T18:08:22.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>john peter lewis is &lt;u&gt;ultra&lt;/u&gt; cute.&lt;br /&gt;and so is jasmine's brother. :D&lt;br /&gt;ami was kinda boring last nite.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, e genre was country music..?!&lt;br /&gt;but i nonetheless watched it til 12mn.&lt;br /&gt;note e tired sleepy eyes now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just another typical day.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed back in sch t do math with gladys.&lt;br /&gt;and ended up just screamin at each other.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiyun is my new role model. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just wish you wud SCRAM.&lt;br /&gt;just scram outta my sight. pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108020909414987647?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108020909414987647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108020909414987647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108020909414987647' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108003511976259882</id><published>2004-03-23T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T17:48:45.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;and chemistry homework is making me nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;but dont worry, my doc gave me pills for nausea. (lol, im serious!)&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;but doesnt it sound surprising?&lt;br /&gt;for once im doing homework..&lt;br /&gt;yay..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108003511976259882?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108003511976259882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108003511976259882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108003511976259882' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-108000536810074454</id><published>2004-03-23T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T09:32:53.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shivered and almost died on my bed last night.&lt;br /&gt;i was e weakest thing alive.&lt;br /&gt;head spinning and all.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even have e strength t sms.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID fever.&lt;br /&gt;that explains why im not in school now.&lt;br /&gt;but im definitely 10 times better now. (:&lt;br /&gt;doctors later. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-108000536810074454?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108000536810074454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/108000536810074454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108000536810074454' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-107995314426015565</id><published>2004-03-22T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T19:06:31.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, my mom is uber cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;short term memory always gets into her.&lt;br /&gt;remembering my sch functions wrongly and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;UBER cute. &lt;br /&gt;mixing her own thoughts up with my world.&lt;br /&gt;and in e end she gets embarrassed and lightly blames me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lace came over today.&lt;br /&gt;she saw my dad, and he was apparently hyper.&lt;br /&gt;weirdo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so glad im taken out of this black hole. (:&lt;br /&gt;you tried but you failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got gastric nw.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-107995314426015565?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107995314426015565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107995314426015565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995314426015565' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-107986637566202012</id><published>2004-03-21T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T19:05:05.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's raining kittens and puppies now.&lt;br /&gt;and im upset cos i hate the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's sch tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i have given up mood swinging over it.&lt;br /&gt;and i cheered myself up with anderson's ice cream. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been stuffing myself with junk food fr e pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;bags and bags of potato chips &amp; fast food.&lt;br /&gt;plus more and more ice cream to stabilise my mood.&lt;br /&gt;GAH, this is the unhealthy lifestyle of a pig.&lt;br /&gt;with NO exercise included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is gonna be out of point.&lt;br /&gt;but. &lt;br /&gt;my parents shud b eliminated frm e world man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-107986637566202012?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107986637566202012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107986637566202012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107986637566202012' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-107980040654291455</id><published>2004-03-21T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T00:36:48.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been wearing my contacts for 48hours without taking it out!&lt;br /&gt;im surprised it did not dry up in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t watch eye2 ytdae.&lt;br /&gt;not scary one lor!&lt;br /&gt;kanina.&lt;br /&gt;show me sth solid man! &lt;br /&gt;im so brave, nth can scare me!&lt;br /&gt;mwahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway monks was quite borin last nite.&lt;br /&gt;i almost zzz-ed.&lt;br /&gt;we tonned over at ocbc building.&lt;br /&gt;they had lotsa entertainin stuff t keep dem gg thru e nite man!&lt;br /&gt;like softball and hair extentions. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at arnd 6 i cudnt tk it anymore alrdy. &lt;br /&gt;hahas so i cabbed dwn t some condo nxt t great world.&lt;br /&gt;met clifford, shumei and 2 of their frens dere.&lt;br /&gt;went t one of their empty houses. &lt;br /&gt;pwah! had a gd sleep dere.&lt;br /&gt;whoopee dee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den in e afternn at arnd 4plus i arrived at jw's place.&lt;br /&gt;energetic me. (:&lt;br /&gt;but DAMN! jw missed me on her bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went t town for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;den met my mom.&lt;br /&gt;yucks she turns me off! off! off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-107980040654291455?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107980040654291455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107980040654291455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107980040654291455' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-107961874772805184</id><published>2004-03-18T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T23:45:51.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yhucks. &lt;br /&gt;i think ive caught e flu virus frm cliff.&lt;br /&gt;grrrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got into beeeg shit wit my parents tday.&lt;br /&gt;apparently they tot i ran away frm hm or sth.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, how scary can it be when u awake just t find your child gone?&lt;br /&gt;if i were my parents, i wud go "PRAISE THE LORD!"&lt;br /&gt;but since they have some kinda everlasting love for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(oh PLEASE sense my sarcasm)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they got upset and angry.&lt;br /&gt;i guess they forgot t be worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot my momma was a freakin bitch t tell my dad about my disappearence.&lt;br /&gt;but i took a sneak peek into dad's hp inbox and saw what my mom sent my dad:&lt;br /&gt;"vanessa has apologized for not informing us of her whereabouts. please do not get too upset. she is at the library doing her homework now. i will give her drills on being responsible"&lt;br /&gt;as what jw wud say, "RATE HER!"&lt;br /&gt;i give her a 10/10 for her white lies. :D&lt;br /&gt;poor momma gettin manipulated by my dad.&lt;br /&gt;i'll make sure i'll work hard t get her out of that shit hole!&lt;br /&gt;or maybe she enjoys being manipulated. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;the point is she saved my ass.&lt;br /&gt;and so i escape from this situation without any scars frm e evil father.&lt;br /&gt;cheeeeeeers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well dad, i figured that if you cud at least return me my freakin phone then everything wudnt turn out tis way.&lt;br /&gt;at least you can call t check my whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;BRAINS?! *knocks head*&lt;br /&gt;but if you insist on keeping my poor and lonely 6100 in God knows where, &lt;br /&gt;then go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;i just got six words t say t you.&lt;br /&gt;"WAH LAO EH! U LOOGIE LOR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;wanting &lt;i&gt;more &lt;/i&gt;from me&lt;br /&gt;and all i can do is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;try.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=#ffffff&gt;sorry cliff, i cant b perfect.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-107961874772805184?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107961874772805184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107961874772805184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107961874772805184' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-107953954582874767</id><published>2004-03-17T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T00:27:54.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blink 182 rocks my socks off.&lt;br /&gt;i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody's enjoying themselves at zouk nw! ):&lt;br /&gt;and randall tan is there. -SULKS&lt;br /&gt;so is my cutie. (accordin t lace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway i wus quarrelling wit mum just now den i sensed a choumobing ugly freak lurking behind her so i shardup.&lt;br /&gt;guess who was it?&lt;br /&gt;my dad, duh.&lt;br /&gt;he glared like shit.&lt;br /&gt;ooh im sooo scared.&lt;br /&gt;(okay FINE, i am. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual we quarrelled over e practising of my piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM SORRY MOM, IM NO BEETHOVEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cud u just like transfer me out of piano classes?&lt;br /&gt;being in grade 6 isnt that big cos im sure like 3 quarts of the human population cud do so if they had the privilege. (the other 3 quarts re retarded)&lt;br /&gt;id rather do sth more worthwhile like GOLF.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mom, for wantin me t be beethovan,&lt;br /&gt;I SHANT GO OUT WIT YOU TMR!!&lt;br /&gt;-sticks out tongue-&lt;br /&gt;go find your own entertainment in being alone.&lt;br /&gt;but then again my mom's bein manipulated by dad.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll reconsider. hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-107953954582874767?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107953954582874767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107953954582874767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107953954582874767' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-107945092976576231</id><published>2004-03-16T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T23:32:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive gt a fetish fr guys wearin levis 501 REBORN.&lt;br /&gt;cos mitch wears 'em.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically my holidays re more to the UNPRODUCTIVE side.&lt;br /&gt;cos i seriously didnt do any shit hw of mine.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention i was utterly stubborn n refused t go t extra math lessons this hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, i went t e palawan beach wit ser on monday.&lt;br /&gt;our journey there was funny.&lt;br /&gt;it consisted of long &lt;i&gt;wrong&lt;/i&gt; walks.&lt;br /&gt;lazy t mention but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i accidentally brot a teeny weeny towel.&lt;br /&gt;so in e end ser n i had t share one towel.&lt;br /&gt;which is, quite. pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shopped arnd at ps and town.&lt;br /&gt;then i went off t meet cliff, jocelyn, tabi and le en.&lt;br /&gt;slacked at spinelli, gemma n her frens were dere fr awhile.&lt;br /&gt;n i pitied mie momma cos she took leave jst t bring me out on mon but i rejected it with rudeness and sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;so at arnd 7 i called her and found out dat she was aloneee!&lt;br /&gt;oh poor soul.&lt;br /&gt;so i cancelled my tuition (winks) and sorta rushed off t meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped arnd bugis but mani shops were closin alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;damn them.&lt;br /&gt;i insist that shopping centres shud be open 24/7. &lt;br /&gt;this way, ppl would get more jobs too!&lt;br /&gt;since there'll be more shifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and talked on e phone wit cliff until i fell aslp.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. so paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;i guess cliff was just talkin t himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morn i cancelled allllll plans wit my darling mama (jw)&lt;br /&gt;jst t pei e angry cilff.&lt;br /&gt;den met mama jac nic sarah shoshi zac tanny at lips.&lt;br /&gt;nth significant happened.&lt;br /&gt;YAWNS.&lt;br /&gt;rushed hm fr tuitoin at 830.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed hm but since muh heart's kinda pain t part wit dat kinda money.&lt;br /&gt;my mom is refunding me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pwah lao eh! &lt;br /&gt;i betta slp mre.&lt;br /&gt;e eye bags and dark circles r drivin me kerazeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-107945092976576231?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107945092976576231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107945092976576231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107945092976576231' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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-6236850.post-107927684512345953</id><published>2004-03-14T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T23:10:39.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>piercings are addiktive.&lt;br /&gt;so are choco mints and simple plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to put in that i saw sth ugly yet unnoticeably attractive.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;if only i could make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;i miss missing you the way i had always did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang, is this just another mood swing?&lt;br /&gt;swing swing from the tangles of my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish i hadnt seen all of the realness&lt;br /&gt;and all the real people are really &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; real at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive seen your true colors, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;far too much of it.&lt;br /&gt;im on my knees, beggin u t leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6236850-107927684512345953?l=soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107927684512345953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6236850/posts/default/107927684512345953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soyoungyetsoangry.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107927684512345953' title=''/><author><name>squirrelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05305907795068371949</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>
