<?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-12115931</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:31:52.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces of Kiddie</title><subtitle type='html'>hallo...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-116659269452193624</id><published>2006-12-20T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T13:38:27.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;It's been forever since i've blogged huh?? so let's make this really colourful. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;well, anyway.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i had the weirdest dream just the other day. even though school is obviously the furthest thing on my mind, i simply can't stop DREAMING about it. annoying for my poor little brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;ok. i dreamt that we were all in class for something important but strangely the only person i can remember is Atiqah, who was sitting next to me. then there was this leader who was passing around fried pieces of food and demanding that we eat it. UNBELIEVABLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Prefects keep telling us not to eat in the classroom and here she was ORDERING us to eat it. WEIRDO. amazingly, there's also this girl who was opening a large packet of nasi lemak. yup, she was THAT hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ok, so then we were eating with that irritating leader observing us. For no apparent reason, suddenly she burst out, 'I said, WOLF IT DOWN!!!!'. We were so shocked that we started eating as fast as we can. But the girl with the nasi lemak was too shocked that she couldn't even START eating. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we were not fast enough and the minister arrived. My mouth was filled with food. Scary, man. It's a dream right? but I could feel myself half chewing and half swallowing, almost choking. Haha. I only ate HALF of the fried thing, and the other half??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I hid it under the desk. Where it lay forgotten as we all stood up and clapped to welcome the minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. What happened to the nasi lemak?? The minister ate it. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should compile all my dreams and make them into a movie. Right?? it should make SOME money right???? come on. Won't you guys support me???? I could be famous!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ha.....ha.....ha.... Forget it. I think I'll stick to dreaming.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- - "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Change subject:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My brother is like naturally funny and weird, I tell you. My sis was eating and then she said, 'My nose is itchy, lah'. Then my brother who was sitting next to her said, 'Come, I scratch for you.' And he reached over and scratched her nose. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;My sis became flustered, half-shocked and half-amused. Then she was like, 'No lah! Not like that! I mean...in-side lah.' Hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedian in the making. You better watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-116659269452193624?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/116659269452193624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=116659269452193624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/116659269452193624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/116659269452193624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-forever-since-ive-blogged-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-116486825230941281</id><published>2006-11-30T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:30:52.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With much anticipation, i tuned in to the 1st  episode of 'Wish Upon A Star'  last tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;halfway through Hady's duet with Ann Kok, i suddenly had a brainwave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Maybe i should tape this'. haha. but by the time i recorded the show, they had already finished their duet!! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my sis was screaming at me by then. 'Why you so slow?!?!?!?! take sooooo long just to tape it!!!!!!'    ^^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i was sooooo disappointed. my poor Johnathan didn't get to sing much. *sigh*    why didn't he have a duet like Hady??? i bet he'd look cooler. hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i was so looking forward to it since nothing was heard from Johnathan for quite awhile. my poor heart was aching because by the end of the show, when gurmit was asking whether they'd be free next week, to which Johnathan replied, 'Free! Very Free!!' , i was screaming to the TV 'Of course free lah!!!!!! No album, NOTHING!!!!!'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my poor Johnathan. it's ok. i'll be behind you all the way!!!!!    hahahaa.  i'm so nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by the way my darlings, i got both Hady' s and Taufik's album already!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. i'm happy!!!! sorry lah, not to brag......just to inform you ppl. hahahaha.  right, syafiqah?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;man, i'm sooo evil. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm going to Jurong Bird Park this saturday, which means i'll be able to see the toilets!!!!! haha. wonder if the toilet at the Zoo is better than the one at Jurong Bird Park..... i'll have to wait and see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right. my homeworks are still not done. *sigh*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy holidays, darlings!!!!! Miss ALL of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but don't forget to miss me too!!!! haha. very important, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll be looking forward to next week's 'Wish Upon A Star'.......hope i'll be able to see more of Johnathan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my last words for today:   Pizza Hut's delivery guys are probably the hottest among the others. haha. but i won't know for sure. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-116486825230941281?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/116486825230941281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=116486825230941281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/116486825230941281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/116486825230941281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-much-anticipation-i-tuned-in-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-116243967128241263</id><published>2006-11-02T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T11:54:31.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't believe this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know how many times i've been watching the same episodes of SpongeBob Squarepants over and over again?!?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 times!!! 7 times!!!! can you believe it?!?!?!?! i can't take it anymore!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can hear SpongeBob laughing right now. In my head. just because i rented the Cd for my bro doesn't mean that he has to watch it over and over again in a span of 2 days!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wait, not only my bro. my sis also. she has been listening to the same songs over and over again. i think it's in the genes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my father can spend the whole day listening and singing to only ONE song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'The tide is high but i'm holding on. I'm gonna be your number one. i'm not the kinda of girl who gives up just like that......' &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scary. my father singing to it. *shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i can officially announce that i'm a couch potato. i'm hardly doing anything. unless you consider watching TV and arguing with my sis all day, doing something.....then maybe i am doing something. yeah, lazying around. my stuff's piling up on my desk that it has already disappeared beneath all that rubbish. To think i just cleaned it up before Hari Raya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm hopeless huh? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For your info, i do not look at the yearbook everyday Nish. i'm not that despo lor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i think this Saturday i'm going to Vivo City with my mom. We're gonna get lost there!!!!!!  hahaha. it's gonna be soooooo much fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;both my uncle and my uncle-in-law got lost there. my mom had wanted to go there the other time during lunch. but the taxi uncle advised her against it because later she won't be able to get back to the office in time. hahaha. so funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the taxi uncle also got lost in Vivo City. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, if me and my mom could get lost at Orchard Road.....Vivo City shouldn't be too bad. at least it's air-conditioned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-116243967128241263?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/116243967128241263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=116243967128241263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/116243967128241263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/116243967128241263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-believe-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-116116425696668073</id><published>2006-10-18T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:37:37.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;News Flash:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adel sounds cute saying 'Where is the toilet?' in Thai. Though personally i felt that it should've been Shermaine's line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;End-of-year results were out super long time ago yet it only sank in yesterday. what can i say? slow rate of diffusion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mother Tongue O'level is coming. i think that fear will only sink in next week. Like i said, slow rate of diffusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adel and Nishanthi gets excited at the mention of dirty jokes. well, especially Adel. haha. sickos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Breaking news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: i'm dead meat. Yearbook is gonna be out soon. WHY ME??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we got back all our papers and saw how terribly well we've done.....i was thinking, 'I can't believe i'm still alive'. it's a miracle don't you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm afraid that despite all the learning we've done, we don't really know anything at all. I've always dreamt of being a doctor but i hate needles. i want to be an environmentalist or maybe join the theatre. But i'm definitely going to major in Literature. Anyway, back to the story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not knowing anything at all. That's one of my greatest fears. I can't imagine working during emergencies. Or late-night shifts in the cold hospital. Then i realise. "Oh no, i need back-up plans. Lots"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought of the careers that i could possibly take up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we can talk about that next time. i still need to think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holidays are coming!!!!!!!!!!! Oh no. i'm so going to end up a couch potato. Putting on weight is something i dread. well, at least to don't keep pinching my fats and looking at the cellulite like Li Chu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i know what to get her next year. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the reading program is getting a little ridiculous. i feel like i'm back in primary school. except taller. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm trying to be positive but how to?????? People have been telling me about the huge pic in the yearbook. AAARRRRGGHHHH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i don't believe this. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i wonder who's the idiot who covered my Johnathan on that poster. ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna see that army guy. why is it that he's always there when i'm not?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is pathetically unfair. so i shall strive to wake up earlier and take the same train, same carriage. hopefully he'll be there. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every moment of it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/901020124648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/901020124648.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-116116425696668073?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/116116425696668073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=116116425696668073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/116116425696668073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/116116425696668073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/10/news-flash-adel-sounds-cute-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115805462765531097</id><published>2006-09-12T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:50:27.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once upon a time there was a girl who suddenly disappeared from the world of harsh reality. Funnily, she reappeared but not here.....instead she entered a world full of paranoia, stress and AAARRRGGGHHHH!!!! yes, a world full of AAAARRRGGGHHH!!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's called Study-Study-Study Land. Now, this particular land is cursed. Anyone or anything who steps into this land will fall under the curse....which is to STUDY-STUDY-STUDY!!!!! Don't play-play, ah. I mean it. Anyone or anything will have to STUDY-STUDY-STUDY. This is something they DON'T have a CHOICE in. haha. Just look at the bookworm, man. Anyway, this girl (let's call her Marli) *poof* appeared in this amazingly retarded land. But before she can even fall under the land's curse......a potentially dangerous disease struck her!!!!!  (Marli's mom diagnosed it as &lt;strong&gt;LAZINESSOMNIA&lt;/strong&gt;) So, now before Marli can actually STUDY-STUDY-STUDY, she was already stoning at her lovely blur goldfish. However, don't fret!!! Marli may be suffering from &lt;strong&gt;LAZINESSOMNIA&lt;/strong&gt; but she CAN be cured. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, she IS cured. Thanks to Muu' and Susmi who tried to PSYCHO Marli and Safiah into studying for the final year exams which will officially start in 10 days. 10 days? AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see what i mean? poor Marli. I guess Marli will have to think less of hot and sexy Johnathan, and think more of important and meaningful things.....like Chemistry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Marli's incredibly interesting life is to be continued....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phew, I'm back from my hiatus to Study-Study-Study Land. Somehow, I get the feeling that I'll be gone soon. Again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm simply amused by Jessica Shen. yes, my darling Angus. She has an affinity with rain. yes, rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Twice i've seen her soak herself in the rain, enjoying the raindrops. MAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On Monday, 11/9/06, Jessica walked in the rain and then came into class looking for me. i was reading the Straits Times when she said, ' Marli, I love you'. Then she hugged me!!!!!! Mind you, she was dripping wet. WET. SOAKED. COLD. and MAD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She then laughed and started hugging me again. hahaha. But to her disappointment, i wasn't wet. Then she said, ' Eh, how come you're not wet? I made sure i was dripping wet before i came in, ok?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wah, still have the cheek to say that ah??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then she hugged me tightly this time, almost suffocating me, and when she released me from her deathgrip....my chest was WET. yes, my chest. gosh, the embarrasment. Jessica laughed again, saying ' Your b***s are sticking out, what.'  hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahlau. as if i didn't know that. thanks, man. hahahaha.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aiyah, but i still had a fun time lah. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes, there's this guy who works at the pet store in my neighbourhood. He is so cute and well-built and tanned. Liked him since primary school. hahaha. the longest surviving crush ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm terrible huh? what can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm 15....for a moment. &lt;/span&gt; &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/12115931-115805462765531097?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115805462765531097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115805462765531097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115805462765531097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115805462765531097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/09/once-upon-time-there-was-girl-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115511815436572153</id><published>2006-08-09T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T18:25:23.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/950403012604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/950403012604.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy 41st Birthday, SINGAPORE!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cedar's National Day was soooooo suuuuppppeeeeerrrrr coool!!!!! especially the parade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've never been so excited to witness it in all of my 15 years. maybe it's because Nishanti and SarahJ were marching?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. their white uniform was soooo nice and gorgeous, man. it looked damn hot on all of the NCC people. goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanted to go look for sarahj after we were all dismissed, but i couldn't find her!!!!!! no fair. i wanted take a pic with her in that gorgeous uniform. (I said that the UNIFORM is GORGEOUS....not sarahj. hahaha.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she looks damn cool all the same. wahlau, i don't think i'll be able to see HIM in THAT uniform or the 'camouflage' one. *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't you think life is unfair??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, my family and i celebrated National Day with the rest of the Tampines residents this morning. it was so fun, even though it rained. but who cares, the guys who performed an item was like so cute. so that kinda made my day. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he goodie bags were pathetic and we got more singapore flags but hey, what can you expect if you paid only $1 for a ticket?? haha. the park was flooded with red tops and white botttoms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did you know that we actually sang the National Anthem in the park??? i totally didn't expect that, but it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sooo coool. cos, i just realised that my 4-year old bro can sing some parts of the National Anthem too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's kinda scary if you ask me. way too smart for his own good. hahahaha. this means that i can't manipulate him anymore.......*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, you'll have to grow up someday.....but let's have fun today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/060209114646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/060209114646.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/060209120714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/060209120714.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/060209120724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/060209120724.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/950403122336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/950403122336.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115511815436572153?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115511815436572153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115511815436572153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115511815436572153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115511815436572153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-41st-birthday-singapore-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115474972337310532</id><published>2006-08-05T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T12:13:16.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Flipsyde - Happy Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 290px; HEIGHT: 250px" src="http://youtube.com/v/-qj3nWy7HMs" width="290" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flipsyde rocks, man!!  *melts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115474972337310532?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115474972337310532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115474972337310532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115474972337310532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115474972337310532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/08/flipsyde-happy-birthday-flipsyde-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115474774565215342</id><published>2006-08-05T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T11:15:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday. 4 th Aug 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was the day we saw the RETARDED side of him!!! so cute. he seemed soooooo happy that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe he was terribly excited about the Meet- the-Parents. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, that day, chemistry was super fun and funny. i haven't laughed so much ever since Jay got eliminated. Next to go shall be Jasmine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gosh, Johnathan is the best!!! ooh, Hadi too. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, Meet-the-Parents was weirdly fun, not the usual boring kinds. because of the PERFORMANCE!!!!!! hahaha. my mom was laughing throughout lah. the rock climbing, vicky standing on the chair......and......SURIA!!! hahaha. very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then later on, Shermaine told me that there was FREE FOOD at the back of the hall. so like we all expect of cheapskate people......shermaine and i rushed to the queue and started helping ourselves to the food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shermaine took food for her mom, but when she got back to her seat....she realised that her mom had gone to queue for food too! hahaha. aiyoh, shermaine ah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;next week is national day!! we'll be doing the MASS DANCE!!!! i can't wait. better shake it, people. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've got the feeling that my bro LOVES singing. He has been singing the chinese version of HAPPY BIRTHDAY yesterday. NON-STOP!!! wah, not bad ah.....chinese version, you know. hahaha. i never knew he could actually do that. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;August babies just burnt a hole in my pocket. *sigh*  but it's ok! you guys shall be getting your presents soon.....i hope. hahaha. no promises that you'll be getting it SOON....but you WILL be getting it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i've taken a liking to pizza delivery guys. ARGH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115474774565215342?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115474774565215342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115474774565215342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115474774565215342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115474774565215342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/08/friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115381853517239362</id><published>2006-07-25T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:08:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my goodness!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am so SCREWED!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahlau. the thing that i didn't expect to happen...happened today!!!!! gosh. i can't believe my life is so happening, man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever since&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; CHEMISTRY&lt;/span&gt;....i am soooooo screwed!!!!! this is terrible!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how can he do this to me??? idiot. why the stupid heck did he have to walk ALL the way to my seat?!?!??!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he could have just called me up to take the pathetic test-tube!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh wait. to call me up, he would have to say my name. to say out my name, he would have to be able to PRONOUNCE my name properly without making a fool of himself. obviously, he doesn't know how to PRONOUNCE it then!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, lucky. cause i don't appreciate people calling me 'MERRILY-YANA' . certainly not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but still!!!! when he walked up.....my heart was exploding like a million times lah. accompanied by the class's 'background music'....i could feel my face give off heat!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gosh. 3I, you guys are sooo evil. wahlau....i LOVE you guys, man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you people just made me a happy girl. *melts* hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall remember this FOREVER. but don't you guys DARE do that again!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DYING ONCE IS ENOUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. right now, i'm in HEAVEN. haha.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115381853517239362?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115381853517239362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115381853517239362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115381853517239362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115381853517239362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-my-goodness-i-am-so-screwed-wahlau.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115347341161025334</id><published>2006-07-21T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T17:16:51.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Racial Harmony Day is SO FUN!!!!!! hahaha. i had one of the best days of my 15-yr-old life!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i realised that we have lots of pretty women in class!!!! *whistles* sexy, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;syikin looked damn hot lah in her already hot cheongsam. hahaha. truth to be told, we all look so hot!!!! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry. lots of 'hahaha'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i took like 103 pics altogether in just 7 hours!! i can be a photographer one day.haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abby and sus are soooooo sick. that cupboard shot was directed by sarahj n taken by me!!!!! haha. sickos. so fun, man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too bad the hall program was soooooo short. i wanted to see the TEACHERS dress-up!!!! not fair. it's kinda pathetic actually. but who cares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and can u believe i forgot to bring my shoes to match my cheongsam?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! ARGH. terrible. i had to go around wearing my school shoes!!!! luckily i didn't look too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess wat?? i didn't look so retarded in pics either!!!! hahaha. so happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my happiness is actually due to the FACT that i got the SPECIAL pic!!!!!! yay!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't roll your eyes at me, people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u guys are just blind not to be able to see what i see.....*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm dying.....OH MY GOODNESS. i can't believe i took a pic with.......never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what i'm mad at now is that my camera is sooooooooo stupid!!!!! some actually came out blurry!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank goodness it's not the SPECIAL pic. that came out PERFECT. hahahahaha. i'm sooooooo happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/060720085112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/060720085112.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/060720085116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/060720085116.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/060720104946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="241" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/060720104946.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now, THIS is a real money plant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115347341161025334?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115347341161025334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115347341161025334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115347341161025334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115347341161025334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/07/racial-harmony-day-is-so-fun-hahaha_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115288671397377274</id><published>2006-07-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T22:18:33.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/MVFreddyhd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="279" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/MVFreddyhd.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/1600/freddy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="256" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3700/1010/320/freddy3.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        now. this is FREDDY KRUEGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a psychopath who goes around killing people with that glove-blades of his. the show's called NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET. so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't that shirt looks familiar?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115288671397377274?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115288671397377274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115288671397377274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115288671397377274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115288671397377274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/07/now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115279958945541137</id><published>2006-07-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:06:29.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i am SHOCKED. VERY SHOCKED. SO SHOCKED, I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO EXPRESS MY SHOCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahlau. how can JOHNATHAN be ONE of those with the LOWEST votes?!?!?!?!?! AAAARRRRGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! how can such TALENT be WASTED?!?!?!?! oh my goodness lah. he can sing SUPERBLY well and pull off such cool performance with such coolness.....how can people not MELT?!?!?!?! hello, he's the one with the MOST POWERFUL VOCALS, ok?? anyway....the commercials and too-frequent breaks are getting on my nerves, man. so irritating. poor Johnathan.....what is wrong with you people?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paul Twohill wore that totally freaky shirt. the one that FREDDY KRUEGER wears and goes around KILLING people on ELM STREET. what's with the red and black stripes?!?!?! my eyes just suffered a heart attack because of him. it kinda makes him look POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS. scary. fashion police, anyone??? BUT Paul totally rocks when he sings. though Johnathan rocks more. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joakim looks kinda charming. he doesn't look so crossed-eyed anymore. haha. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my mom hates Rahimah's hair. actually it kinda reminds me of Pepe Le Pew. so skunk-ky. she looks prettier if it's normal. normal as in....NOT STYLED LIKE A ROCKER. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hadi looks so CUTE!! and cool. he always has that SHY SMILE. aaahhhh!!!!! so cute!!!! hahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know....Jay reminds me of eric tan. yes. mr eric tan. hahaha. it's like seeing him prancing around on stage, trying to look charming. hey, at least he can SING. but Jay is obviously the &lt;em&gt;visually-enhanced&lt;/em&gt; version lah. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow.....Gayle keeps reminding me of ABBY. yes. ABIGAIL. i don't know....i think it's that SMILE. it's seems familiar. so innocent. but i don't know about the person though. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all in all, i'm am so damn glad Norman got out. now i can sleep. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S no offence people. except for Johnathan's...the rest are all....unbiased. haha. not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115279958945541137?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115279958945541137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And If You're Gone (3Dash1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gazing at the mess I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;What a life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lie so true it hurts to keep inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So listen up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot live a day without you here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By my side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nor can I stand to be within your sight&lt;br /&gt;Shun your lights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pre Chorus 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll miss you when you're nowhere near my arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to run when my senses tell me to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I'd be the first to sigh inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when you're far away I'd be the one to call you back&lt;br /&gt;so come to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I will promise you my time and time won't tell me twice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I'd be wanting you to leave when you're in sight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A problem solved a problem will emerge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm entwined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confused my heart is telling me to run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To where can I?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is this the fate I'm destined to collide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Must I try?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A love I've lost a love I'm trying to find&lt;br /&gt;I run around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pre Chorus 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hunger for your presence in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For awhileI'll fade away when I feel the time is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Pre Chorus 1 &amp;amp; Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just felt like posting this. STILL waiting for their album to be in my possession! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm bored. entertainment pls......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Don't Know (Westlife)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody knows me yet everyone knows my name &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people judge me, not knowing that I'm the same &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for the offer but I keep my old friends always &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But then I get lonely, counting the endless days &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you here for me at all? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you care for me at all? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well this time now I know I ain't standing alone no more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Coz all I want is love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who can share the pain I feel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the eyes that stare &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won't stare at me no more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Coz all I need is time &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time for me to open up and show &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The person I am &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The person you think you know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't know, you don't know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ome heartfelt emotions, creeping from deep inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Coz being this person is all I've got left to hide &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Were you here for me at all? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you care for me at all? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last time I was told I ain't standing alone no more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man....what is to become of them?? they used to be the greatest. but still ONE of my favourite bands ever. ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i noticed that while practically everybody was having the WORLD CUP FEVER....i suddenly felt incredibly ignorant. but one thing i know. wayne rooney simply looks like a SACK OF POTATOES, one that goes around kicking people's ass. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;if u wanna know.....i think i'm like the only one who watches the TIGER CUP!!! haha. i'm damn special. that's the only time I'll be screaming and cursing......so unlady-like of me. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;well, at least i don't go around feeling depressed because KLOSE is MARRIED. hahaha. poor shermaine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115270731281789425?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115270731281789425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115270731281789425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115270731281789425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115270731281789425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-if-youre-gone-3dash1-verse-1-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115200782669421452</id><published>2006-07-04T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:10:29.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HOLIDAY IS OVER!!!!!!   aaarrrggghhh. well, at least today is not too bad....for a school day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i probably could whine and whine all day long about the LINEAR LAW test and MALAY ORAL.....but let's not dwell on such depressing subject. there are happier things to talk about....like how i ALMOST stepped onto a DEAD bird crawling with HUGE RED ants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did i mention that the bird was HEADLESS?!?!?!  eeww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, last saturday me and my sis went rollerblading at East Coast Park. it was like super super windy....and my sis thought she was gonna be blown away. haha.  that's a mind blowing thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that saturday was also when i found out that even if you walk on and on along the beach at east coast park....you will NEVER reach west coast park. (WHAT? i just knew that ok??haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so we roller blade all over the place. so fun. then my mom wanted us to buy RIBENA for my bro. so we went rollerblading from one end to 7-eleven. to my horror, when we reached there......NO ROLLERBLADES ALLOWED. oh gosh. what were we gonna do??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my sis and i spent like 10 mins arguing who was gonna take off the rollerblades and walk in barefooted. haha. then my sis tried to BRIBE me with $2. only. can you believe it?? is my feet only worth that much??? it was only later on that we realised that we CAN go in WITH ROLLERBLADES. just not ROLLERBLADING in there. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok. so we went back to rollerblading....but i must've have been dreaming because I DIDN'T notice this boy on a bike in the middle of nowhere. i realised HE WAS THERE when he started shouting for his mom. by then it was too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanted to avoid crashing and squashing the 'poor' little boy. so then i tried to make a last minute swerve. but i tripped over his training wheel. suddenly, i was falling. then i thought, 'Oh no. my face is going to hit the PAVEMENT!!!' but, with some miracle....i shifted my weight and turned my body around. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then &lt;em&gt;SPLAT&lt;/em&gt;. i landed on my butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. i was a little shocked and dazed. i kinda smiled to myself disbelievingly. all this while, CUTE SHIRTLESS GUYS were WHEEZING past me on their rollerblades with a SMILE on their faces. aarrghh. why does this always happen to me?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then my sis laughed as she tried to help me up. then i laughed because my sis was laughing. then we started laughing together. and i almost fell down. again. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so funny. after that, we played at the beach....with the sand. and the water too. later, my sis and i decided to play 'Avoid the waves' . while we were AVOIDING the waves...i tried avoid bumping into my bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i avoided the waves and my brother and tripped over the sand.....&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then &lt;em&gt;SPLAT!&lt;/em&gt; on my butt. again.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;man, it was so fun. the rollerblading, i mean. not the falling-twice-on-my-butt thing. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i should give my butt an award for being able to cushion my fall WITHOUT getting any bruises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE BUTT-(H)ER AWARD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115200782669421452?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115200782669421452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115200782669421452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115200782669421452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115200782669421452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/07/holiday-is-over-aaarrrggghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-115026768521838195</id><published>2006-06-14T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:48:05.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my goodness. i can't believe this is my life. there is simply NOTHING to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;except HOMEWORK. i am so pathetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FACTS that are worth mentioning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- my father is SCARED of sleeping alone in the dark. which obviously explains why he slept in the LIVING ROOM with ALL the lights on in the EVENING, when all of us were out shopping. (the only way we could wake him up was to whisper CREEPILY into his ears.....hehehehe......all that pinching and pushing and shaking does no good. man, he sleeps like a LOG. except that LOGS DON"T SNORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- my brother is cunning and sly. i can't believe he tricked me into exchanging my incredibly delicious lollipop with his disgusting strawberry-flavoured ball of sugar stuck on a stick!!!!  ugh. how can a mere 4 YEAR OLD TRICK ME LIKE THAT??? (evidence that i AM pathetic.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- my sunflower seedlings LOVE me. i am so honoured. why do i say that? THEY GREW and BECAME seedlings. haha. compared to how my sister's CACTUS drowned in its own pot. tsktsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- i ate CHEESECAKE for 4 DAYS consecutively. and i'm still not sick of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- my mother and i PLANNED how we would react if we were to BUMP into SYED AZMIR. her plan? if I were to BUMP into HIM, one day.......i would: take a pic with him using HIS camera phone and since I'M NOT ALLOWED A CAMERA PHONE, get him to MMS her. so that at the end of the day, SHE would have HIS number AND the picture. (my phone doesn't have MMS)  man, what life am i living?? *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- a battle took place at the multipurpose hall near my block. me, my sis and my cousin. we fought brave and hard. UNARMED and CAUGHT OFF GUARD, we managed to regain our composure and fought our way to the end. BLOOD splattered EVERYWHERE. my hands hurt after all that fighting. i had to protect my chastity. i didn't have a choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the MOSQUITOES tried to suck my blood!!!!!! of course i had to fight back. they were all over me. hahaha. BUT we left the hall VICTORIOUS, leaving behind SQUASHED mosquitoes. and also ITCHING like hell. ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOBODY messes with the QUEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-115026768521838195?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/115026768521838195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=115026768521838195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115026768521838195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/115026768521838195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-my-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114896978999163001</id><published>2006-05-30T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:16:30.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm like so free right now....only because i haven't continued with my cleaning spree. Lazing around and was staring at my goldfish learning how to swim, when i remembered the quiz that shermaine told me to do...LONG LONG ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en random facts abt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 i'm a girl(what?!?! you didn't know that????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 i have hair. but not hairy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 i'm only deaf around shermaine(hardly a surprise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 have stopped growing...TALLER. (painful reminder that i shall remain like this. FOREVER?!?!?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 love Lit a lot. (but can't help doing badly in it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 have MILLIONS of books(that remains hidden. around. somewhere.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 cheese is a MUST HAVE. A NEED. A NECESSITY(i'm not that dumb to think the moon is made of cheese)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but neil armstrong probably didn't know that. that's why he went ALL the way to the moon to check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en celebrity crushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 5566 (i have all their albums!!!! yay!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 edison chen(he's mine, shermaine!!) ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 johnny depp(he's mine too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 shah rukh khan(i'll share with you, syafiqah. man, i'm so nice.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 jackie chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 richard gere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 terence tay(he's on singapore idol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en qualities i want in a potential boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 cute(but not a necessity. pleasant-looking is ok.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 taller and bigger than me(i don't want someone who resembles a stick.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 sincere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 funny(my personal entertainer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 kind and caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 comfortable with my family. ^^ (pls, i'm thinking of my future. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en things that scare me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 things i can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 falling from great height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 WORMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 losing the ones i love(sadly, that includes you. ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 my mother(when she's angry.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 getting locked in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en random songs at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Mungkin Nanti by Peterpan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Amazing by Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 Black Maria by Ronin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 Rayuan Rindu by Raihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 Photograph by Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 All that I Need by Boyzone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 That's Why(You Go Away) by Micheal Learns To Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en things i like the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 recycled papers(i save trees!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 my cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 cheese(it's a 'thing' right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 my clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 books(that can be read and understood by me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 the television(yes, not the computer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en things i plan to do before i die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 watch all of johnny depp's movies(AT THE CINEMA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 go to at least 1 concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 read as many books as i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 meet my dream guy (yeah, right.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 go shopping with my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 get a written confession from everybody saying WILLINGLY, that they love me (*evil laughs*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 sleep (at least 10 hours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en things i say the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 wahlau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 oh my goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 oh man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 so cute (it's very easy to get me to say this.....haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 shut up (i'm trying to cut down on that. it's very unhealthy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;se7en ppl i want them to do this quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 simphoni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 jessica arnanta tjung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 safiah (after she gets back from beijing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 sarahj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 darling ANGUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 susmitha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;happy doing!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114896978999163001?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114896978999163001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114896978999163001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114896978999163001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114896978999163001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-like-so-free-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114891229760713798</id><published>2006-05-29T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:18:17.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;The holidays have supposedly started, but how come i didn't notice it huh?? it's been work, work and work for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;On that very last day of school, to my horror i realised that my desk have disappeared!!!! piles of cursed textbook sat collecting dust on my desk. With my mother's promise to give the room a makeover, i disciplined myself to clean up the room that's filled with junks that's been there for CENTURIES....i never knew they existed but somehow took up space. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;for the past 2 DAYS i've been clearing my room throwing out crap that could probably bring me money....if they weren't crap. apparently, 1 HUGE trash bag is not enough. To think i'm still not finished cleaning my room!!!!!! but on the plus side.....i'm saving TREES. the stack of recycled papers i've complied is probably enough to last me a lifetime. (me only. not including my sister. man, she literally EATS papers. i just don't seem to know where they go to. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;so, people be grateful. i'm providing you with oxygen to breathe..........hahaha. or else you'll all be looking like an octopus with gas mask stuck to your faces.  ^O^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;anyway, after all that cleaning, i'm still not finished!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Argh. there's still lots more waiting to be thrown out of the window by me. maybe after i finish, i'll have a toned body. haha. be prepared to witness the NEW MARLI!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;hahaha. just kidding lah. it would take more than lifting books and throwing out unidentified objects for 2 days....to actually get me in shape. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Leadership Training was so fun just now. minus all the presentation. which leaves just the games and activities. Shermaine Loo provided me with one VERY interesting fact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Toilets can talk. in fact, shermaine is the toilet herself. haha. oi, don't forget to FLUSH ok?? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Dear Safiah is going for Beijing today. she was desperately trying not to over-excite herself or hyperventilate at the thought of him...........soooooo afraid she would get a FEVER. hahaha. got to calm yourself down, man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;syafiqah is really sick but seems to have gotten better, though she sounds like a bee sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;sshhhh.. don't tell her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;yesterday, my running nose became worse and it has now EVOLVED into a cough. of all the things to happen.....man, i even thought i was going to get a fever. so i frantically searched for the thermometer, which cost me a precious 10 min digging into my PINK pencil case. only to find out that the damn thing has died. battery flat. *rolls eyes* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;oh yeah, guess what?? i sold 2 booklets(YESCOM) already!!!! yay!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;now i have NO IDEA who i'm going to sell the rest to. haha. the 2 booklets were bought by my very own............................MOTHER!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;*applauds*     ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114891229760713798?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114891229760713798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114891229760713798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114891229760713798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114891229760713798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/05/holidays-have-supposedly-started-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114735858401226249</id><published>2006-05-11T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T18:04:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;A whole week of exhaustion is finally trying to take over my body. my life is actuall slowing down pretty quickly. i keep losing my train of thought, though. Got to get these memories out of my head somehow....so i can store it in my heart. but then again, my life is so messed up...no way is it ever going to be organized. Perhaps one day. but definitely not now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;man, age is catching up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;- my beloved Angus is going around telling people (after smacking my butt), that my butt is soft and comfortable. Gosh. is that a compliment?? &lt;em&gt;she goes poke, poke, poke and then, 'See, you're so comfortable.' *giggles*&lt;/em&gt; Goodness. she's lucky that i'm such an understanding soul. After all, there's not much you can do to someone so deprived. Trust me. I KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;- i have no idea what made me tell SarahJ my humiliating secret. MY DREAM. that was my deepest and darkest secret. why the heck did i put my reputation on the line? i realised (too late) how stupid i was. after i put aside my pride and dignity, to tell her my dream......SarahJ, you better not use that incriminating evidence against me. oh man, need to save face. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Two Japanese guys approached me while i was walking in Chinatown in my school uniform. they were so TALL and CUTE. *looks dazed* They stopped me to ask for directions to the nearest MRT station. wahlau, how disappointing. haha. i was so sad that it happened then, ok? i was caught in such an unglamorous state! Holding an umbrella, half soaked and my hair....was messy!! it HAD to rain that day. but what the heck. i'm still happy. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Almost had an oh-no-i'm-dead experience with Li Jing. that 'tap-tap' sound is still on my mind. Luckily i didn't say what i wanted to say. it was seriously a near-death situation. Phew. so scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Paraded in the classroom with a beautiful shawl. To think muu' actually took pics of me in such horrible poses. Don't you dare use that against me, man. Price of shawl: $143 (i think) And i t was wrapped around my neck half the time. haha. Price of my neck: too valuable to be priced. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;- Desperate Jessica (our darling chem rep) went ballistic after she found out that her one-and-only went to class while she was at the Bio lab. haha. The look on her face was too good to be true. How damn glad i was, that it wasn't me who broke the 'terrible' news to her. Poor Thendral. She was bombarded by endless questions about him. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SarahJ shone like a star after the Macbeth play. i mean, how can she not? with all that glitter....she could pass off as a Christmas decoration or even as the lights at Orchard Road. hahaha. She was blinding me the whole time especially under the sun's rays. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*******************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piece of advice #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;If you wanna flaunt your assets, do it now. Not later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Always remember: Gravity pulls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;My poor delicate eyes were so traumatised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piece of advice #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Always try to include or mention your friends in your blog rants as much as possible. Cause apparently, they don't read it if they're not mentioned. Right, Syafiqah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114735858401226249?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114735858401226249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114735858401226249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114735858401226249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114735858401226249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/05/whole-week-of-exhaustion-is-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114646137183286151</id><published>2006-05-01T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T18:06:11.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;The 1st day of a new month is here!!! and it's even better that it's a HOLIDAY!!! new month. new day. new life. NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;*sigh* now if only there was a sale...then i can go shopping. and if only i had MONEY to go shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;should get a RICH HUSBAND in the future. yup, that is my ultimate goal in life. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the past two weeks, i've been going to my relative's wedding and eating yummy- briyani-rice for free!!! hahaha. at the same time, i get to look at cute guys. it's a great life. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just went to my other relative's wedding yesterday, and the decor was simply amazing. it was so beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the whole time i was there, i was wondering how they managed to stick a chandelier onto the ceiling under the block. COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok, shopping is like a hobby and i would definitely try to shop as much as i possibly can.....with whatever TIME that has been bestowed upon me. Like i said, i'm a BUSY woman. haha. Can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, as we all know....Singapore is such a small place and there IS a limit to where you can shop.....so, i decided to go to the AIRPORT!!! hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, for two days in a row, me and my family together with my granduncle's family....we walked and walked and walked at the airport. it was so RELAXING. we just sat there and watched the stewardesses/stewards, captains, TOURISTS......etc......oh, we enjoyed the aircon too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what? it was FREE aircon. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the skytrain is so cool and so NEW. they didn't use to have guys guarding the train doors but now they do. must be afraid of a stampede. i mean, come on lah ppl......it's not as if the train will come once in a million years. you don't have to RUSH like that. Even if the train DOES come once in a million years.....would they be stupid enough to build such a SMALL train?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think my mom was in a good mood when we went to the airport. either that oor she was a little crazy then. that's because we spent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;$50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at mini.bits (airport)!!!!! can you believe it?!?! ok lah, i was partly to blame. but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;$50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is like WHOA!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sigh* shopping is the one thing i'm best at. but first, sow me the money. haha. then there was this cute guy serving the counter at Burger King (airport). ARGH!!! he's so cute!! and nice and sweet........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wait, i'm going off track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, after the wedding yesterday, we also went to Downtown East. i felt so out of place there. we were in baju kurungs while the people around us we in casual Ts. hahaha. we didn't know that there was a carnival there. so, we were quite surprised at the amount of people staring at us. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;there were storytelling (which was simply retarded) and also people walking around on stilts. so FUN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh yes, did i mention that i ate a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok, i ate a lot. wahlau....i think i put on weight lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today, is a NO SHOPPING day. i have to do my homework!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATHS homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sheesh. how annoying. *sticks tongue out*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114646137183286151?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114646137183286151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114646137183286151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114646137183286151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114646137183286151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/05/1st-day-of-new-month-is-here-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114544974758524419</id><published>2006-04-19T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:11:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it rained&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;wahlau lah. me and syafiqah was pathetically sharing an umbrella. it so doesn't help that the umbrella was SMALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;in the end, i was HALF wet. when i took the bus, HALF of me was freezing to death. strangely, BOTH my shoes were wet. NOT HALF. i had a good mind to use the umbrella ALL to myself. but being naturally sweet and kind, i gave up the idea. how sad. i missed the opportunity to witness an 'accident'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;never mind. there's still something called a 'NEXT TIME'. can't wait. hey, that's free entertainment you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;krystal&gt; wahlau, she was super high today lah.....yes, your HIGHness....had a great time laughing at Mrs OY, right?? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;peirong&gt; this one ah....aiyah, don't need to say lah....krystal laugh. peirong laugh. i laugh. no one ever needs laughing gas anymore, just put krystal n peirong together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shermaine&gt; my partner.....argh!!!! she very what you know...keep wanting to box me....then later kept asking me to re-enact my reaction. rewind. play. rewind. play. stop. she goes toilet. hah.....so retarded. then, the way she hiccup is very funny. people hiccup got sound.....but she hiccups SILENTLY. the thing is, SHE'LL SHAKE. haha. not JERK. SHAKE. hahahaha. NO, actually if you observe her properly.....you'll notice that when she hiccups, she seems to be VIBRATING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muu-muu&gt; such despo....my goodness, she likes to smile to herself when *ahem*comes in. haha. later she begged me to change seats with her. i mean, only desperate people do that, right? hahaha. just for a glimpse of HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sofia&gt; yup, thanks to muu.....i made an interesting discovery. I SHALL CROWN SOFIA LING.....THE QUEEN OF BLURNESS!!! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jessica&gt; OMG. now this is called the most desperate of the desperate. wahlau.....desk-cover COVERED with HIS trademark stickers. wedding pic with *ahem*.....argh....TWO NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU AH?? singing love songs.....now do you still wonder why it's been raining these few days??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sim-sim&gt; aiyoh....this woman is a hopeless case....boy-crazy....i tell you, at this age...she can already QUALIFY to be a S** education teacher. sick teacher = sick students. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;syafiqah&gt; haha. she's the best. (her mother soooooo cooooool.) syafiqah was yawning and yawning like a donkey at the foyer. got her fair share of EYE-CANDY. and DROOLED....tsktsk... very oblivous to her surroundings. no lah, just kidding. but it's ok. i got my EYE-CANDY earlier. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarahj&gt; very funny. n cruel. how can you contaminate my mind with that violent image of the BUTTERFLY?? *sniffs*.....oh man, i didn't know guys can be that unfeeling and SADISTIC!!!!! *heartbreaks....ccrraaack* i mean.....wahlau.....CREMATION. i would gladly tell you people the story.....but i'm nice and sensitive.....i don't want you people to puke all over the place. so i shall not say anything. (haha. keep you in suspense. haven't you heard? curiosity kills the cat.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i already dieded after the MACBETH test, and i thought i would be free.....FREE AS A BIRD!!!! FREE TO DO AS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I WISH!!!!!! FREE TO STONE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how wrong i was.....still got TESTS next week AND the week after. wahlau.....think i'm a robot is it?? i can't spew out information whenever i want to. I HAVE TO STUDY. that means using brain power. that means flipping through pages filled with words. while i just stare at them, not ABSORBING anything. alamak....i'm not a sponge, ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes. i already bought GREEN accessories for SPORTS DAY!!!!! haha. it's lovely green. so proud of me. yay! *claps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i have a nagging feeling that we are gonna have LOTS OF HOMEWORK tomorrow. see, i told you i can predict stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. i'm so full of crap. ^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114544974758524419?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114544974758524419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114544974758524419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114544974758524419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114544974758524419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-rained-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114515803052141960</id><published>2006-04-16T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T12:03:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~too BAD~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;WAHLAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I saw HER SISTER on saturday. no, i didn't only SEE her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I KNOW SOME PPL WOULD JUST FREAK IF THEY KNEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;some ppl like RENUKA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you should know what i mean, syafiqah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you should too. right, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;campers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114515803052141960?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114515803052141960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114515803052141960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114515803052141960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114515803052141960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/04/too-bad.html' title='~too BAD~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114475487439707325</id><published>2006-04-11T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:30:02.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~MJ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AAARRRGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMG. MICHEAL JACKSON IS SOOOOO HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he is so damn cute. well, BEFORE his 'reconstructive' surgery. his dance moves are like 'WOW!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall stop salivating and drooling over him. if not, i'll run out of saliva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes. did u you know that after the 2.4 km run......my butt was aching so bad that it hurts to walk??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you didn't know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, now you do. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;strangely enough, my butt didn't seem to hurt when i'm sitting down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S syafiqah is such an IT-IDIOT. haha. don't even know how to use a LAPTOP. hahaha. no offence, woman. but too bad for you, I SPEAK ALL TRUTHS AND NO LIES. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no lah. i'm joking. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114475487439707325?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114475487439707325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114475487439707325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114475487439707325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114475487439707325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/04/mj.html' title='~MJ~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114432444238887873</id><published>2006-04-06T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T20:02:20.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~i'm sick...~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;though i realise that i RARELY say this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i'm glad i stayed back after school for a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;spending that time with syafiqah and the rest of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my beautiful ppl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from 3I etc.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;it kind of made me forget the back-pain that has been bugging me since morning. i can't believe that i momentarily forgot that i was sick....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;even though i was sniffing away, like a vacuum, trying to prevent my nose from RUNNING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;my throat hurts and i can't smell(though i smelled nuggets in the classroom)...i can't even hear properly. it was as though the WORLD's volume was reduced to an all time low. wonder how i'm going to hear shermaine talking to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;no, wait. she DOESN"T talk or speak. she WHISPERS. it sooooo doesn't help that i'm already quite deaf. hahaha^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;by the way, it seemed to me that i sounded a bit brash when talking just now. i don't know.....but i apologise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;my brains doesn't seem to be functioning properly. my thoughts are flowing out of my ears(it felt like it.) before i even had the time to say it out. hhmmm....maybe i should stuff cotton wool. baa-baa....baa-baa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;hahaha. *looks sheepish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;well, back to the story....(yes, i'm not finished yet. tsktsk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i saw 3I running!!! u ppl did a great job. whatever happened has happened. no use mulling over it. what matters the most is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU DID YOUR BEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. by simply doing that you made us proud. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;may the force be with you! haha. dots.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;though my throat hurts like someone just shoved a knife down my throat....i just couldn't resist the temptation to scream and shout like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAVING LUNATIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when 3I was running . it was soooooo.......ir-re-sis-ta-ble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;yummy! hahaha. that was really extra. but now, unfortunately, i sound like a gay &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;....n my throat just hurts more that before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but whatever....I SHALL SURVIVE!!!!!!!!!! I SHALL CONQUER THE WORLD!!!!! I SHALL &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRAINWASH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!! n....I SHALL....err....never mind. I SHALL CONTINUE NEXT TIME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i have a feeling that i should speak less....n think more. i noticed that i don't think enough. the world really needs someone, of course... like me, to think about the going-ons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;just think. not come up with the SOLUTIONS to the PROBLEMS. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;anyway, 5 items is tomorrow and 2.4 km run is next week. i don't even know if i can make it through tomorrow......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;i hope i don't end up looking like a &lt;strong&gt;FLAT TYRE&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;because a &lt;strong&gt;QUEEN&lt;/strong&gt; has to look her best. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;well, for your info....i'm croaking like a frog. as if there's not enough frogs in class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;hahaha...i may be sick, but i'm still me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;no one shall escape my clutches!!!! hahahahaha......*chokes*....*coughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;man, this is terrible. my butt feels flat after sitting too long. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;P.S since i'm such a nice person like i usually am.....i shall hope that it will not rain tomorrow so that syafiqah's DREAM CAMPFIRE can go on as planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;OH. my brain just fused. *lights out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114432444238887873?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114432444238887873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114432444238887873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114432444238887873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114432444238887873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-sick.html' title='~i&apos;m sick...~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114414724624619064</id><published>2006-04-04T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T19:10:06.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Rainy day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's such a terrible day!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the clouds cried so badly that the roads were almost flooded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i totally didn't expect syafiqah to be so afraid of thunder.....hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, actually it was kinda entertaining for me too. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have never seen such rain before. it was as though there was a river flowing above us but due to gravity....all it contents just spilled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank goodness, it wasn't raining fishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;===========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while walking out the cedar pri way, Syafiqah was so damn evil!!!!!! she wetted me, can!!!! she so deserve to get her head chopped off!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since it' was raining, you know lah.....there were &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A LOT OF HUGE PUDDLES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; along the pavement. we were walking and walking then......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some idiot jumped into the puddle and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WETTED ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!!! *glares at syafiqah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks to her, my shoes, socks nad skirt were wet. not to mention my shirt and bag too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahlau lah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i sat in the bus freezing like an iceberg, ok. then later i took the MRT. oh gosh....it was a miracle i didn't turn into an &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICE QUEEN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, thanks to syafiqah once again.....my shoes were like fish tanks, lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was filled....yes, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FILLED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;....with water. my toes were trying to swim unsuccessfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;until i realised that my toes can't swim!!!! they were going to drown if i don't save them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so what did i do?? i tried to push the water out of my shoes using my feet. so basically, i was idiotically walking around with water flowing out of my shoes accompanied by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUBBLES.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what the....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after a while, my feet felt like a SPONGE, absorbing water from my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHOE-TANK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and with every step i take...my spongy feet squeezes out water which flows out of my shoes. it was like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*squish*.....water......*squish*....water.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aiyoh....for your info, this continued all the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;man, how unglamourous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S i had fun though, walking in the rain. especially after syafiqah dropped her wallet in a HUGE PUDDLE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so funny. ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114414724624619064?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114414724624619064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114414724624619064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114414724624619064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114414724624619064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/04/rainy-day.html' title='~Rainy day~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114363870958142325</id><published>2006-03-29T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T18:43:50.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~JIWANGing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Announcement:&lt;/strong&gt; if at any point during this SILENT reading...you do not understand what i'm saying, well....too bad. i know that it's not easy for you to understand geniuses like me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(don't give me that spastic look, ah....like you not spastic enough, like that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;===========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ JIWANGing session just now, super rocks!!!!!!! cute guitarist came and played the guitar LIVE. OH MY GOODNESS.....(jessica, he is so definitely much cuter and hotter than your DARLING...but i do realise that you've changed your target. so now, who's that poor bloke??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes. for your info, he's damn cuter than MY DARLING, syafiqah...i just 'dieded' there. melting....n melting. but no one can replace him. duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guitarist was shy but not that shy. he kept smiling n smiling. very nice guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry, but details are too explicit to be published. hahaha. but what i can say is.....after he left, 'someone' said, 'oh gosh he is so cute!!! (she went and hug the wall)...he looks so huggable!!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which is definitely true. too bad you unfortunate souls were not there to appreciate the 'beauty'....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ARGH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't stand it. he's superbly cute. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no arguments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lit test totally stinks. i knew i was going to flunk it WAY BEFORE i sat for it. (proves that i'm psychic)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ muu's pidato rehearsal OUTSIDE the library was so cute n funny....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ after 'JIWANGing'....met vanessa and the-one-and-only SarahJ. i was super bored. so me and vanessa went to the courtyard and measured the sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goodness. i didn't know it was so fun!! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes, the measurement: 142.5 by141.75 (in units...we counted them in squares)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SarahJ must have seen me made a fool of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ saw and stared at snails sliming their way through blades of grass. they looked at me with faces that seemed familiar to me. *looks at sim-sim*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ after days and weeks of not walking with SarahJ, (ok, i'm exaggerating), when we came to school today...we were sooooo early and fast....hahahaha.....you know, lah...our walking speed is like what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ at home: my brother cooled 'something' in front of the aircon.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i'm not saying. hey, i'm sparing you people the pain of having that horrible image fixed and engraved in your mind.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you can ask me if you want....i might even act it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i don't know....maybe with a fee of $20?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oi, the showcase of my talents never comes free. (no money, no show. i'm such a busy woman. pls, don't waste my time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what's so funny? alamak. laugh and laugh only. got nothing better to do is it?? huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha. ^^ (who said i'm kidding?? ya lah, i'm kidding. hehehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114363870958142325?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114363870958142325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114363870958142325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114363870958142325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114363870958142325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/03/jiwanging.html' title='~JIWANGing'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114293793836434661</id><published>2006-03-21T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T18:45:38.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Errr~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;muu is so spastic and obviously in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yesterday, i saw her...then she went up to me and said, ' i had a one-to-one talk with *ahem*'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;wah, i tell you ah...ahe was beaming from ear to ear when she said that. bbbrrr...goosebumps. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i know not many knows this. i used to think that muu was scary and dao. she looks so intimidating when she's not smiling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but then now i know she's even more retarded than the original retard (shermaine). hey, i speak the truth and only the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway, muu said now that she's situated quite near my territory, she'll throw eraser bits at me and shermaine. apparently we're her object of entertainment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;how entertaining. i was thinking that i'm going to need an umbrella to shield myself from muu....but after seeing her amazing throwing skills, i realised i'm not going to need one. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i mean, how much are you going to suffer if she misses most of the time? hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;now till the end of the term, i'm going to be stuck with 3 smart-asses. but no fear, we (me, shruti and esther) will then be the GENIUSES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i think people should SMILE more often. even jesiska was requested (by mdm koh) to smile more because she looks too serious. haha. that's so lame, lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;she must be the first teacher to write that. after giving out the PPR just now, she commented:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;'i know this class's strength is in physics and chemistry. maybe we should engage more male teachers to teach you.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;OMG. but i know jessica very happy, right?? hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;back to the point. smiling is good for you. it shows that you're happy. besides, smiling helps you to stay younger longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i would like to share a story....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;once upon a time, in a far, far away land.....i was walking and carrying my baby brother (see, i can multitask. &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT DOUBT MY ABILITIES&lt;/strong&gt;) when this woman practically jumped and appeared in front of my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;she was holding some baby diapers. she then asked, "Ma'am, we are having a something something...blahblahblah......something-mother-something. would you like to try this for your son?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i was like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello?!?! do i look that old?!?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;but i just said, "Um, this is my brother."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;her eyes widened. it's so big like golf balls popping out of her sockets. her jaw dropped, with her hand over her heart....she had this goldfish look. but i tell you, nishanthi's goldfish look is defintely nicer and more pleasing to the eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;anyway, she stuttered, "I'm so sorry, i'm so sorry. i didn't know."  then she hurried away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;wahlau.........&lt;strong&gt;seriously, do i look that OLD?!?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;one more thing i found out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;do you ever wonder why the grass is so green??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;that's because all kinds of animals already did their business there, passing out all kinds of &lt;em&gt;horrendous toxins&lt;/em&gt; that you don't even want to know. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was walking. the potong pasir way.  then i stepped onto the grass (you know, the ones along the side, on the walkway?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;to my horror, i was surrounded by &lt;em&gt;balls of unprocessed manure&lt;/em&gt;!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;argh! gross!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;be careful. the soil you're standing on could be the 'unprocessed manure' itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*headaches* *faints* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114293793836434661?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114293793836434661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114293793836434661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114293793836434661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114293793836434661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/03/errr.html' title='~Errr~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114248372556357387</id><published>2006-03-16T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T12:49:52.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~made my IC~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the 15th of March 2006.....Marliyana made her IC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [pls read this in a serious tone]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ahhh!!!! so cool!!!! haha. yesterday, we (meaning me and my family) went to the ICA building in Lavender (weird, because there wasn't even a hint of purple or even flowers there....then why do they call it Lavender? sheesh.) erm...to make my IC. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that particular day was super crowded. like everybody was rushing to make passports wanting to get out of this country as soon as possible. no lah, i'm kidding about that. there were 15 year-olds queueing to take their BEAUTIFUL photos for their IC (of course, that includes me. ^^) i also noticed that the fathers carrying babies looked a bit constipated. ok, lah. not obviously constipated but still constipated. they seemed scared like the kid was made of glass or something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha. but women are such natural pros at this. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway, for the benefit of BLUR SOTONGS (and also for me), i'm going to say this: I TOOK A PHOTO. NOT IN UNIFORM. thank goodness i don't look hideous. or anywhere near that. at least it was better than my ez-link pic and my pupil's profile pic. phew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;then we had to queue AGAIN. this time to get my thumbprints and particulars and stuff. my queue number was like behind 40 ppl, lah. imagine how long it took!! but it wasn't so bad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;at least my eyes had a feast....cute guys were EVERYWHERE. all i had to do was sit there and enjoy the beauty of the surroundings. hahaha. (no. i'm not desperate! i'm just.......deprived. hmph)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;after all that troublesome matter, we decided to go to Harbourfront to eat. YUM-YUM. everybody was hungry. (like duh. if not, then why go and eat, right? hehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;then later, my brother wanted to: 'Take the wrong number bus. i want to go at everywhere'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;explanation: the correct number bus brings us home (bus 291). so obviously the wrong bus doesn't bring us home. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so? we decided to go to Sengkang. took a bus from HARBOURFRONT to SENGKANG. goodness. from about 3:40 till about 5:05. wahlau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;our butts were totally squashed and numbed from that 1h 25 mins ride. (i've been through longer). i even had difficulty walking waiting for the numbness to wear off and actually feel that my butt exists. *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway, at the Compass Point (shopping, lah.), there was this guy standing in front of TAKA Jewellery. he was handing out fliers. i took one and looked through. wah....$500++, $200++, $100++ and then $3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;0.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$3!!!&lt;/strong&gt; for a stainless steel ring. what next? we went in, lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but then, the rings were either too big or too small. all except one. so i bought it. so cute!!!! it has 'forever love' with a heart on each end engraved on it. (aiyah, what to do? i'm still a woman....it's called woman's instinct. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;continued shopping. walked and walked and walked until we ended up in front of a specs shop. you know a shop that sells specs. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;all the frames are so nice. i saw a pink frame and asked my sis to try it out. (don't know why i did that. i could have just tried it out myself.) she then put it back on the shelf. i turned around. looked at the shelf....it's GONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;turns out another woman already took it. whatever. *sigh*...what luck, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so now, no more pink. then i saw PURPLE. though i DO NOT fancy purple, i thought the colour was quite nice. (well, better that the black and yellow frame. like bee. hehe.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway, my degree went up!! now it's about 550 each. my mom had this conversation with the guy there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mom: is her degree still the same?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guy: increase a bit only. about 50. (i thought like what? 10? sickening.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mom: huh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guy: actually the degree is still the same. but because of her astigmatism, the degree increase a little bit. (so? did my degree increase or not? wahlau)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mom: oh...so that means because of her astigmatism. but her degree is the same lah. (huh? i don't get it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guy: ya. make the vision a bit sharper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mom: ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: .........???????????????????????????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;see, i don't get the conversation at all. talk so cheem......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, so now i have 4 specs. 1 transparent, 1 blue-black, 1 orange and soon-to-come purple. yay! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;by the way, i changed my ORANGE pencil case. now it's pink!!! (i don't care if i overdose on pink. *evil laughs*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;dots.....^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114248372556357387?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114248372556357387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114248372556357387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114248372556357387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114248372556357387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/03/made-my-ic.html' title='~made my IC~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114224686979372720</id><published>2006-03-13T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T18:47:50.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~cute blog!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;wow. my blog is sooooo cute!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i so love it!!! but of course, none of these would be possible with the one-and-only-egoistic SYAFIQAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*applause for her* (see, i very nice ok?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;somehow i think somewhere in the future, syafiqah should open a company that helps TECHNO-IDIOTS(namely me) with anything that has something to do with computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;(hey, don't laugh. at least i admit that i'm a techno-idiot. unlike some ppl out there. [you know who you are] *winks*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;by the way, i LOVE THE SONG!! (thanks. ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;==========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;last friday (i think...my memory's failing me.), i was at the MRT station....going down the escalator. then something caught my eye....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;on the escalator that's moving up....was a Caucasian (blond) guy. he's cute, man. he was wearing a sleeveless top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but.....BECAUSE he was wearing the sleeveless top......i saw....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;his ARMPIT HAIR!!!!! no offence....but it was thick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah, eewww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was an unsightly sight. but i just can't take my eyes of it. ^^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but since he was blond and fair-skinned.....his *ahem* hair was somehow camouflaged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so i guess i's not that bad. (but i could still see it....tsktsk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh, well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i went to a supermarket at Tampines Mall, last Saturday. (can't remember what it's called. either 'shop n save', 'G-value', 'cold storage' or 'NTUC fairprice' ....erm...pick one. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;at century square i met my primary school friend. same old same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but her brother..........wah, so tall!  don't even look like her brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;a bit shocking for me. i almost thought it was my uncle. (nope, not the cute and hot one......i have A LOT of uncles, ok? ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;wait....or is it cousin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then at the supermarket.....i was looking at milk tins(for my bro, lah. not me!), when my sis said she saw my pri school form teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ahhhhh!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so long didn't see her, it felt good to actually see her again. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was shopping with her husband. she looked so happy!! so cute and round.....well, rounder than before.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;miss her, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway, did you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i sent her an e-mail LAST YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and she replied only the beginning of THIS YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i replied back about 2 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i think i'll only get her reply NEXT YEAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hahaha.  ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i sat looking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;with a certain warm glow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but- unlike the fires in wintertime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;though comforting, it eventually goes-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the memories i have will always last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;as i reminisce of all the times we had in the  past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114224686979372720?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114224686979372720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114224686979372720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114224686979372720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114224686979372720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/03/cute-blog.html' title='~cute blog!~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114181721588043770</id><published>2006-03-08T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:41:05.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~back from OAC~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i am amazed that i survived OAC. 6 days and 5 nights. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;but looking back.....it's not that bad. it was super fun!!!!!! the only thing is, i think i have forgotten how to drag my feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;haha. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i am so exhausted. i just realised that i had bruises on my body. ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;things to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ BATHE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(i rushed to the toilet the moment i got home. i miss my home toilet, man. totally scrubbed myself so many times that my skin kinda hurts. weird thing is, i don't seem to be fairer after scrubbing. haha. besides bathing with soap and shampoo, i also bathed in Dettol. i was desperate to feel clean again, ok? too bad i can't fit into my pail of water. well, i could pretend it's my bathtub, what..... hehe. anyway, TIME SPENT IN TOILET: more than 30 mins. ^^ amazing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ EMPTY MY BOWELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(i'm seriously constipated. whatever went in hasn't gone out yet. &lt;strong&gt;Yes, i'm still waiting. &lt;/strong&gt;never mind, i shall&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;do this later. right now, i'm increasing my energy level....haaha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~EAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(i was crying just now. during camp, i kept eating chicken and rice that i'm sick and tired of looking at it and trying to put it into my mouth. anyway, i was crying because the 'asam pedas' [i have no idea what it is in English] cooked by my grandmother is sooooo hot and spicy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Take revenge on a certain someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(i guess i'll wait till friday or till after March holidays. it's ok. &lt;strong&gt;patience is a virtue.&lt;/strong&gt; heh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(so nice to wake up in my own bed without lunatics banging on the door screaming 'FIRE! FIRE!'....haha. or waking up and realisation hitting me that i'm sleeping with bed bugs. ugh. oh, i so miss froggie, spermy, pink dolphin and blue dolphin......and not forgetting my darling ALARM CLOCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ you have no idea how lost i was without you.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;these are the ones that are at the top of my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;===========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i missed my aunt's wedding! (it was on the 3rd of March...*sigh*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;my cute and hot uncle came and was incredibly extra-extra hot and cute that day!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;stupidly irritating. i wasn't there to stare. sheesh.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;never mind, there'll be other opportunities for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahaha. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yes, either on tuesday or monday.....i dreamt that i was a superhero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was riding a motorcycle in the SCIENCE CENTRE. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;chasing...........erm.......something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i didn't know i could do stunts on a motorcycle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heh. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114181721588043770?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114181721588043770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114181721588043770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114181721588043770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114181721588043770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-from-oac.html' title='~back from OAC~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114113247288361794</id><published>2006-02-28T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:22:26.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Linking problem!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broadcast: DUE TO TECHNICAL PROBLEMS.....THE LINKS WILL NOT BE UP TEMPORARILY. (so sad....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SYAFIQAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;help....*sniffs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wahlau.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so right now i have to rely on my failing memory. *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'M SO OLD. sheesh......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jessica! wahlau lah you. i had a hard time, ok? you go and scotchtape the box until like that for what?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i was like turning and turning the box around and around trying to find at least ONE opening. (trying to make my life difficult is it? what the heck.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5 mins later.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YES!!! i finally managed to open it up. thanks to my sharp eyes. (just now not sharp. now it's sharp. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;idiot. *evil laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;THANKS for the ORANGE present, hor. (your lolli also orange lah. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FROM NOW ON, I'M OFFICIALLY KNOWN AS QUEEN MARLI OF ORANGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hehe. ^^ (note: i'm a Queen. hahaha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;anyway, sim-sim and syafiqah gave me a soft and cuddly 'SPERM'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha. yes, a sperm. sickos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but it's cute lah. (shocking, man.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;wahlau, if Ms C-squared knew about this.....she'd have a heart attack and all her hairs will fall off. (like having syafiqah and sim-sim in class is not enough.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;right now, spermy is sleeping with sarahJ's Froggie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SarahJ.....is Froggie a male or female?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(sick ppl....go and bleach your brains. scrub the algae. tsktsk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hahaha. (shocking discovery: my mom actually finds it hilarious. my grandmother thought it was a tadpole. ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114113247288361794?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114113247288361794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114113247288361794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114113247288361794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114113247288361794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/linking-problem.html' title='~Linking problem!~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114104410972776914</id><published>2006-02-27T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T20:53:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~SS TEST!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the day started out so fine and orange.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this morning, i went to school carrying my a-maths file....which was orange. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok, my bag was orange. my watch was orange. my file was orange. and i was seating on the MRT seat that was ORANGE. what the heck. i felt ORANGEY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;like sarahJ said, i could be QUEEN MARLI OF ORANGE. haha. that doesn't sound too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;at least i'm a QUEEN. unlike my darling people......hehe. (ok, i'm crapping again.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;then in school.....i realised that my pencil case was also ORANGE. right now, i don't think i would mind anything blue. as long as it's not orange. (i'm just saying.....but I HATE BLUE.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yay!! today i got prezzies from my dear-dear friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THANKS A LOT, GUYS. (i mean, women....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;thank you so much to those who stayed up till 12 midnight to wish me 'Happy Birthday'.....it's really sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;thank you for your presents.....i feel so appreciated. *sniffs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;those who haven't given me.......i'm still waiting. but i thank you in advance...haha. (yes, i'm refering to you syafiqah.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hehe. (man, i'm so thickskinned. tsktsk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but...seriously. you guys are so NICE!!......know what? i think i can go on and on praising and flattering you ppl. but i'm not gonna do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my time is better spent on flattering myself. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;just kidding. i'm not THAT egoistic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;###########################################################################&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ syafiqah and sim-sim bounced their way into my classroom. just to tell me that they're going to buy me my present later. how sweet.....i think. (haha. just kidding lah. i know you ppl very nice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ sarahJ's froggie reminds me of FROG PRINCE. (aiyah....ming dao, lah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ jesiska and shermaine were very romantic together. they kinda make a cute couple. shermaine was tying jesiska's NEWLY CUT HAIR for her. (why did you cut your hair??? but i think it looks cute though. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ abigail ate HALF of the packet of sweets which was 'given' to me!!!! but at least i have some left. *gives abby the evil eye*...haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ jessica was DEFINITELY SICK. she was talking about how i would like to do 'IT' with abigail. (you wanna die izzit?!?!?!....wahlau.) i think it's the side effects of spending TOO MUCH time with SUSMI. (or she misses *him too much.....until got mental disability. too stressed lah. poor girl. hahaha.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ i thought sarahJ's candle was a HUGE LOLLIPOP. i was wrong lah....obviously. (luckily i didn't open it up and ate it, ok? wahlau.....if that happens....sarahJ is so going to get it. but she's lucky.....this time. *evil laughs*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ poor sim-sim was depressed last friday.....because Mr Valentine didn't go for the debate. haha. so funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ the vetting for OAC was a total crap. i am so AFRAID we won't get in. but i have faith in us. 3I rocks, man!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~ argh...now have to study on Sri Lanka. SO UNFAIR. we were supposed to have the test on Northern Ireland!!! waste my weekend studying. tsktsk. (wahlau, syafiqah. you very mean ok? take pleasure in others' misfortune. still can laugh. goodness.) hahaha. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yup, my mother gave me something today!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;a REAL LIVE ROSE. can you believe it? plus a cute fluffy fake flower. it was wrapped in a bouquet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she so refused to tell me how much it cost. argh.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I LOVE HER, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;she once told me of this incident with her chairman. (my mom's a chief senior secretary or something like that....her title is soooooooooooooooo long. i can't possibly remember. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mom: chairman, you better rush the report by today, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;chairman: wah, you think i what? SUPERMAN is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mom: ya lah. only i don't see you wearing your red briefs on the outside. *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;chairman: *laughs too* (leaves the scene)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;somebody: eh, you dare speak with the CHAIRMAN like that, ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mom: ya lah. he's also human, what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;somebody: *look of amazement on her face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;wahlau.....i'm amazed too, ok? CHAIRMAN, you know. aiyah, actually not surprising. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;her boss and manager and whoever lah.....are really nice people. *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mom's birthday is TOMORROW!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;wonder what i'll give her.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;a wonderwoman GOLD panty??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. i'm sick, man.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114104410972776914?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114104410972776914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114104410972776914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114104410972776914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114104410972776914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/ss-test.html' title='~SS TEST!!~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114093761469104392</id><published>2006-02-26T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T15:06:55.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~HAPPY BIRTHDAY!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;INFORMATION OVERLOAD!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;argh...i just had tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and only maths(both!) can make me feel this way....irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but my tuition teacher is soooo nice. i just LOVE her!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my weakness: CARELESS MISTAKES, lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;she said, 'Now is the time when you grasp all the concepts. Make all the mistakes you want, and learn from it. What's important is the O'levels.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;anyway, through 3 hours of doing MATHS....i was barely alive. half-dead, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the only thing that kept me going was this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy birthday to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy birthday to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy birthday to me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well, yeah......having your birthday on a weekend is...kinda sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but doesn't matter....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i'll be waiting for your presents ppl. hahaha. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(yes, syafiqah. i haven't forgotten your birthday amidst all this excitement. tsktsk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114093761469104392?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114093761469104392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114093761469104392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114093761469104392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114093761469104392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday.html' title='~HAPPY BIRTHDAY!~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114079157175185746</id><published>2006-02-24T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T22:46:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~DeBaTe DaY~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;unusually depressing and exhausting day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;did anyone notice? there were purple clouds in the sky.....like candy floss. i can't believe i actually fought early in the morning with zhi yun over it. tsktsk. people are becoming more and more retarded each day......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sarahj, jessica, syafiqah, safiah, muu muu, nishanthi, abigail, shermaine etc...........are just a few people who just got their letter of recommendation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah, for mental hospital. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for now, i'm still normal....but i don't think i'll last. mental people.....prepare a welcome party for me, ok? hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;By the way, i can actually fold a tulip! it's so cute....right, jessica? ya lah, i very pro....thank you, thank you very much. (SarahJ don't you dare give me that 'whatever' look....hhmph. you just don't appreciate talented geniuses like me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha. just kidding, lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway, e-maths is supposed to be EASIER than a-maths. but for some unknown and unexplainable reason (if not known, how to explain? haha), i prefer a-maths, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but one thing for sure, the test just now was just plain sick and disgustingly horrible. i'm so going to fail miserably...*sniffs* (don't need to comfort me lah....i've resigned to my fate. argh....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;###########################################################################&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.....while we were revising (pls, we didn't even open the textbook....at home.) for chemistry.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and abigail were looking at the periodic table, finding names that would be suitable for OUR FUTURE GENERATION. haha. i kinda like Flourine and Neon, while abigail seemed to find Argon amusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but as we all, together with the whole world, know.....jessica OBVIOUSLY LOVES CARBON. yes, woman....in case you didn't realise, WE all know. it's as though there's some paparazzi keeping tabs on your...ahem....interesting love life. hahaha. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sarahj and Goldfish(nishanthi) was cute today! surprisingly. SJ was crapping so much today....including being mean to me....*sticks tongue out* (well, most of the time she was not making much sense. hahaha.) ....anyway, she went for the debate thingy today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;REASON? aiyah, i know it's not to support them lah.....she wants to watch some interesting 'drama'.....(tell me about it!!!!!!! on monday....^^"). hahaha. (oh yes, sarahj. i'm so glad you find my brother cute. of course lah....whose brother is it? hehehe.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for goldfish, she didn't exactly have to do anything much to let us know that she's obviously having some mental problems. haha. her eyes are so big and funny. (oi, that's a compliment, ok?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, at least better than SOME PPL (*looks innnocently at jessica* )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;always staring at me.......but i'm flattered just the same. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;syafiqah IS seriously SLOW. haha. took a few seconds to realise that i was the one who shouted(at the risk of ppl staring at me) her name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;either that or she's just blind. (without her MAGNIFYING GLASS. can read right? haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i stayed back in school for fun till quite late lah...doing homework, pretending to be smart but instead proving the theory that we are all living in denial. hah. (if i'm going down sarahj, i'm dragging u along with me....after all, what are friends for? *evil laughs*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;it's not even 10 pm yet and i'm nodding off. (yawning and hicupping at the same time is such a bad combination. i sounded like a frog.....almost choking on my saliva.....wahlau.....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;by the way, the fact that i can actually fall asleep with my eyes WIDE OPEN, proves that i'm indeed a pisces. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;wait.....i'm related to my GOLDFISH?!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114079157175185746?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114079157175185746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114079157175185746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114079157175185746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114079157175185746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/debate-day.html' title='~DeBaTe DaY~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114060163776524836</id><published>2006-02-22T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T17:47:18.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Mr Valentine~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i feel as though my table itself is the Chalk Desert. i can't help it. i'm breathing in more chalk than air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;thanks shruti, for providing the never-ending amount of chalk. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i tell you, my table is a masterpiece with proof of OUR (u know who u are.) artistic talents. except for abigail. *evil laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AND I KNOW WHAT YOU WROTE JESSICA! *sticks tongue out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyway, just now, i went home with zhi yun. being as weird as we already are, we balanced maths texbooks on our heads....walking out the cedar pri way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(my hopes of the knowledge from those textbooks flowing into my 'already-full-of-rubbish-and-liquid' head were......well, hopeless. *sigh*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;zhi yun was very cute, ok....when she balanced the books, she reminded me of those 'bobbing dolls'. you know the ones you see in taxis? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;haha. so funny. *boing-boing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;ohh yes, before i forget, yesterday.....Mr Valentine chased us out of 3Z classroom. tsktsk. *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;but SOMEBODY readily helped him clean the whiteboard full of crap....right? *grins at syafiqah*. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;AND SOMEBODY (obviously it's syafiqah) DIDN'T COME TODAY! argh...left me thinking about giving her the letter. (but i haven't wrote it anyway. haha. ^^" . oops.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;with greatest apology, i had some unforeseen circumstances yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;READ ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;===========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;what the heck, lah. i slept at 12 midnight yesterday..........trying frantically to finish my HOMEWORK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sadly, no use. still couldn't finish. wahlau.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;homework has been piling and piling and piling up since school started. it's not even half the year.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but my brain feels like it's been fried till crisp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;as the days go by...........................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HELP!! I'M DROWNING IN A POOL OF PAPERS.......*glug-glug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save me.....somebody....&lt;/span&gt; *blurp-blurp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*gives a silent scream*  0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;don't worry though, you'll still see me in school tomorrow. just don't be surprised if you see bits of paper in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114060163776524836?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114060163776524836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114060163776524836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114060163776524836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114060163776524836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/mr-valentine.html' title='~Mr Valentine~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114044245933781993</id><published>2006-02-20T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:28:50.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Sunflower~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i still can't get over the shock after looking at the Literature Test QUESTION. the experience was just horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i have never felt so tensed and brain-squashed in quite a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the question was ok lah. in a way. wasn't too hard but not that easy. but SOME SMART PPL totally breezed through the test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway, i was looking at the question on my paper, thinking of 'what the heck am i going to write?'....i was wondering for quite a while. suddenly, there was this loud *BOOM-BOOM* sound......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i immediately thought that my heart was beating soooooo loudly. Or the silence was affecting my mentality. (mentally unsound) haha. i looked up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;turns out Mr Shakespeare was WALKING around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the sound effect was SUPER LOUD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;must be the container classroom. Or his big feet(he wears size 12). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;don't ask me how i know. i'm not gonna tell. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ my yellow flower(from VDAY) died! *sniffs*....an hour later...... the orange one died! *sob-sob* i can even hear my heart cracking and breaking into pieces.......*heart smashes onto the floor* oops...slipped and fell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~ FatFat was weird today. wasted my glue. glueing her FILE. hahaha. that was spastic. then she was telling the &lt;/span&gt;glue to 'Quick dry. Quick dry.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;~ Poor Shermaine couldn't talk in the morning. sore throat. And to think i thought that her being deaf was bad enough. tsktsk. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;~ Abigail looked extremely pissed today. it was kinda scary, ok. turns out she was just tired. LACK OF SWEETS. that's why. (don't u dare do that again, abby. so scary.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;~ Wei Han so pro!!!! she almost reached the top doing rock climbing. it was Wei Han, right?? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh yes, the climax today happened during.............mr physics' period!!! (ok lah, he wasn't here...but mr chem was!! jessica was like damn excited.....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;charis was so funny. made mr chem blush. real bad. can see even with his tanned skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;poor jessica. she looked really, really red lah. haha. (never mind lah. your chance to declare your love for SOMEBODY will come soon. wait patiently). hahaha ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ok, syafiqah was like errrr....... no comments. haha. no lah....she was very nice! *hugs* thank you for the sunflower....well, at least it won't die. *grins* *teeth sparkles* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;even print for me wang shao wei's picture. i prefer TONY SUN though. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;oh yeah, last Friday, we watched MACBETH!!!! it was super modern with guns n motorbikes. haha. i was a bit disappointed though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;MACBETH was supposed to be decapitated!!!! i wanted to see that. ok.....i'm a bit sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;but anyway....didn't anybody notice how cute he is??? so hot!! *sizzle-sizzle* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;extra-extra hot in a suit. wahlau. it was so James Bond material. (is it hot in here or is it just me?) *dots*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;hahaha. by the way, wanna know something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I AM SO CUTE. EVERYDAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahaha. don't mind me. i drank too much liquid. i think even my goldfish can swim around in my head. ^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114044245933781993?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114044245933781993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114044245933781993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114044245933781993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114044245933781993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/sunflower.html' title='~Sunflower~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-114000516618008327</id><published>2006-02-15T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:17:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~TOXIC~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IPP (in-place protection) took place today......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was climbing up the stairs when the alarm sounded.....argh, i rushed up the stairs....so afraid that i would get locked out lah. i so did not want to run around like a lunatic begging to be rescued, like yiying. besides, dying like the security guard, just for locking up the school gate....is so wasted. even if the situation is not real. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.....we sealed up the classroom with garbage bags n the place felt like an oven. now i know what microwaved food must have felt like. poor things. *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the makeshift toilet was so cute! haha. everybody can see you doing your business in it. abigail n li chu were the 1st to try it. both inside, talking. but of all places......so weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no lah, u ppl should seriously scrub your brains.....so many dirty thoughts. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jessica......i think she miss *ahem* too much lah.....she was laughing n laughing till she was damn red in the face like she's going to burst, trying to put thoughts of him aside...i know she's sooooooo jealous of ppl next door.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they got to be stuck with him for 1 WHOLE hour in the dark, dark classroom....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so near, yet so far. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was singing Britney's TOXIC n some love songs. what the heck. before the toxic fumes kills us all......jessica would have decapitated us all, SINGLE-HANDEDLY......THANKS TO HER DECLARATION OF LOVE. goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when yiying got locked out n banging desperately on the door....begging us to let her in, jessica was so NOBLE. -sacrifice 1 to save 41. more like save yourself so that can see *ahem* right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;power lah....u rock, woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think we should have IPP more often. we get FREE drinks!!!!! (mineral water is considered a drink, ok?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;later, assembling at the hall....jessica n zhi yin with their eagle-eyes, were obviously on the look-out for their beloved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i pointed *him out to zhi yin, she was like momentarily shocked. took a while to get it through her head that she has such a good view of *him. then, she squealed. i have NOT heard zhi yin squeal before. wahlau. i may have heard wrongly.....but zhi yin seemed say that *his arms are sexy n *his BUTT is cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*faints*..... (but don't worry, i fell GRACEFULLY on the floor.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jessica was no better ok.....she was like craning her head looking for her darling (spraining her neck is not enough i think).....when he walked past, n i pointed him out....she was silent. then suddenly, SQUEALS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THAT WAS FREAKY. i think my heart stopped...for a minute. 0 _ 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*massages head*....so scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;###########################################################################&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hhmm.....i thought i saw syafiqah flirting with ET.....hahaha. just kidding. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-114000516618008327?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114000516618008327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=114000516618008327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114000516618008327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/114000516618008327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/toxic.html' title='~TOXIC~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-113991723738936157</id><published>2006-02-14T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:35:24.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~V********'* Day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i turn left. FLOWERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i turn right. FLOWERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i look in front. MORE FLOWERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i turn to the back. CUPBOARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha. everywhere i go, the most common thing i see is FLOWERS. but i'm n0t complaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;afterall, i got 2 FLOWERS!!!!!!!!!!! only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;no lah, i got many other great stuff that i really appreaciate. so.......THANK YOU. I KNOW U PPL LOVE ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sadly, the thing is abigail got more flowers than me!!!!!! here's our conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abby: haha, i'm more popular than u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;marli: wahlau........*smacks abigail*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abby: eh, stop 'piaking' me ok? *smacks me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;marli: oww. hey, u hit me 2 times harder ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abby: no. it's three times harder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;marli: wahlau....i know u have muscles, right.......*smacks abigail...again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abby: hey! *smacks me TRICE as hard.....err....again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;marli: ok! ok! *waves white flag....i surrender* T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;shermaine n i was like desperately trying to save our poor-poor dying flowers. acting like doctors. haha. we wetted tissues, trying to dehydrate the flowers. abigail's table was the operating table.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S the table was all wet. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but my flowers are still alive n kicking, so unlike shermaine's. it's petals were dropping...one by one. i think it's going to be 'botak' soon. don't worry, like i said, i'll pay for the funeral. n abigail will provide flowers for the flower. hahaha. jessica was complaining to susmi about something i wrote on her 'lolli flower' n zhi yun was showing off her amazing amount of flowers. i think she can go open a flower shop lah. hehe. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway....it's so nice of u ppl.....to give...me ......gifts......i'm....so touched...... *SNIFFS-SNIFFS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE U PPL LOTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;man, i feel so honoured to be in 3-I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*class hug* (argh....sarahj, jessica, zhi yin....you're squashing me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha. just kidding lah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VDAY EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;the loneliness that we used to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;n the void in our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;have now been filled with gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;or even kisses n hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;^~^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-113991723738936157?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113991723738936157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=113991723738936157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113991723738936157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113991723738936157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day.html' title='~V********&apos;* Day~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-113948285096938374</id><published>2006-02-09T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T19:00:51.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Yawn~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*rain-rain come again, come and make me sleep today*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the rain is always making me sleep....of course. it's my passion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the last 2 periods today was really bad...i think if i had fallen asleep, i probably would have drooled all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the only thing keeping me awake all day was abigail munching on the sweets. n her antics. haha. seriously she can be a stand up comedian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;know what?? i don't think my advertising strategy (advertise my blog lah!)  is working out. must get people to help advertise for me already.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i laughed a lot today....but i know not as much as sophia n shruti, ok....they were like laughing their heads off. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*too bad their heads didn't roll off onto the floor...it'd be nice to see that happening*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha. everybody's really cute today.....especially me. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wrote a poem during A-maths today. but i was half-asleep. so cannot write cheem-cheem ones like yiying, which is very "WOW!" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;btw, 3I rocks!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;whoops...sorry, my finger fell asleep. told ya. it's because of the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;With the rising of the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i can see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Snow falling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;endlessly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Covering the fields,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;with a blanket of white,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But darkness looms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;where there is presence of light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-113948285096938374?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113948285096938374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=113948285096938374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113948285096938374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113948285096938374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/yawn.html' title='~Yawn~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-113939765736665257</id><published>2006-02-08T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T19:20:57.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~die lah...~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt; The tests today, Chemistry n A-maths, went on a killing spree!!!!! It was powerful enough to kill people full of brains n intellect (some just don't use it. like me lah.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'm digging my grave at this moment. but abigail seemed to prefer the painful method. jump. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;no lah. just kidding. just now, &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;everybody was whining n&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;moaning&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;all over the corridor&lt;/strong&gt;. oh my, that doesn't sound right.....sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;of course, there are geniuses around who can ace anything they sit for......this is so making me feel pathetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'm a genius too. just not mathematically inclined. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh no. i'm feeling it. oh. oh. argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mental block. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*slams head on table* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ouch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm staring at my goldfish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;they're making me feel dense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i stared at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;they stared back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i don't want to stare anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;they look incredibly idiotic, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-113939765736665257?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113939765736665257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=113939765736665257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113939765736665257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113939765736665257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/die-lah.html' title='~die lah...~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-113923345810007282</id><published>2006-02-06T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T21:47:55.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Oh no!! MY EYES!!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;every morning, when i wake up, everything seemed pretty normal to me.....considering that i'm practically half-blind without my glasses....but that's another story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, when i woke up this morning, i looked into the mirror. i don't know why i did that you know, i rarely do that. usually i would rush to the toilet cos i can't hold my bladder anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, today. this morning, i looked into the mirror. i looked ok. my mouth isn't crooked. my nose isn't red. i don't have a pimple breakout or anything. but when i started to focus my eyes on my eyes' reflection.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT WAS RED!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was soooooo red. one eye only. the other was ok. my red eye looked like a tomato was growing out of my head! in my eye socket, i mean. but what i'm trying to say is, my eye is super red!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i must have scratched my eye when i was sleeping. that explains the 'squeak-squeak' sound i kept hearing in my sleep. you know, due to the friction between my eyeball and my eyelid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i noticed that i was tearing uncontrollably.......not like i'm crying buckets of water! but more like, unusually watery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank goodness. it stopped by noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;btw, last week (Friday i think), after practicing for the OAC audition, i was really tired and felt like i could just drop down onto the pavement and fall asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so no surprises when i fell asleep while taking the bus home. sad thing was i was sleeping next to this partition separating the bus driver and passenger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was nodding off and my head was falling all over the place. (luckily didn't fall onto the floor.haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didn't know what happened but suddenly.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"THUD!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my head hit the partition! it hurt, ok! the 'thud' was so loud that everyone on the bus was like staring at me. i was too embarrassed to fall asleep again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i went home with E.T-crazy n Moo-moo today. so i didn't fall asleep n bang my head against the window. Fortunately.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;^~^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-113923345810007282?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113923345810007282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=113923345810007282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113923345810007282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113923345810007282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-no-my-eyes.html' title='~Oh no!! MY EYES!!!~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12115931.post-113879244458324776</id><published>2006-02-01T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T19:16:09.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Revival Of The Dead~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, i have the courage to 'revive' my blog after it's been dead for so long. My first blog failed miserably....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;orry, shersky. All your work's gone. But thanks a million anyway....*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall try damn hard to maintain my blog to keep alive and breathing till the end of the year. Well, that's how long I'm giving it....Pray, it can survive. You people must help ok? Must visit often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So....welcome to my new blog. I have never done my own blog. I am so not IT educated. Which is why I sought help from my friend (well, she practically volunteered, ok.) Thank you. *You know who you are. If you want to be named, so that you'll be appreciated.....more....tell me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The tagboard is not up....yet. But it will soon be....i hope. Unless someone is kind enough to teach me, you people will have to wait....heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess, that's all for now....I shall post my 'official' post soon. So must visit, ok? I'm so counting on all of you. You can give me you blog address if you want. *This is for those who are not afraid of me prying into their private lives.....Just kidding, lah. Please pass the message around: I'm reviving my blog!!! Watch the Dead come Alive!!! Everybody is welcome....but as usual, pls mind your language and behave, little kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ Your presence is greatly appreciated ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As the clock ticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and time passes by slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The answers that you seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you will find, if you look for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through this search, it is easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;there are many you will get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But what is difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;is to figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;which answer is correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, this was impromptu. I did this offhand....so, it might not be very 'smooth'. But be prepared for more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, nicer ones lah. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12115931-113879244458324776?l=pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113879244458324776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12115931&amp;postID=113879244458324776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113879244458324776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12115931/posts/default/113879244458324776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pieces-of-kiddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/revival-of-dead.html' title='~Revival Of The Dead~'/><author><name>Kiddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352420152521719723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
