<?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-9738808</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:10:29.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the lady within</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738808.post-112873754272898419</id><published>2005-10-07T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T19:14:04.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh tongue story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kinda dumb of me&lt;br /&gt;but i just created a LiveJournal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/herbackseat"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#FF3300;"&gt;her&lt;span style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;back&lt;span style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;seat&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;. click&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does that mean i have to blog in here and LJ from now onwards? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows how bored i could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, charlyn i pierce my t-o-n-g-u-e-e.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe like what i said, i'm too bored or just to make myself delighted from all the stress i get.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha sylvester, it seems like i have been studying alot but nothing is actually absorbing to my head. serious.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i could hear in my brain right now is &lt;strong&gt;retain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a rather &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#990099;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#33FF99;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; conversation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;with my dad 3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;DAD opens the door, taking out his shoes.&lt;br /&gt;from the kitchen, ME ran into the living room and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#990099;"&gt;Daddy, i need to show you something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad:&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#33FF99;"&gt; yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#00CC33;"&gt;(while trying to take out his shoes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#CC00FF;"&gt;(i stuck my tongue out.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#00CC33;"&gt;(looking at me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#33FF99;"&gt;you just pluck your eyebrows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#990099;"&gt; No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad:&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#00CC33;"&gt; (finally he saw the sliver stud.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#33FF99;"&gt;did you just pierce your tongue? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#990099;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad:&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#33FF99;"&gt; why did you do that for, it's only for people who wants to enhance their &lt;strong&gt;sex life&lt;/strong&gt; than would do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#CC00FF;"&gt; (looking at him, rolling my eyes, laughing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad:&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#33FF99;"&gt; don't tell mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex life huh... hahhahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112873754272898419?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112873754272898419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112873754272898419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112873754272898419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112873754272898419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-tongue-story_07.html' title='oh tongue story'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112834260744228645</id><published>2005-10-03T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:06:36.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>study time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking news? &lt;br /&gt;Yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, concerned ppl.&lt;br /&gt;apologised.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;0745-0845-0945, 1015&lt;br /&gt;Free periods all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer meeting was erm...&lt;br /&gt;the blues.&lt;br /&gt;stumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagining Juraimy on a punching bag was great.&lt;br /&gt;I should ask meida&amp;naomi to visualize too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with my two beloved '&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:#0099FF;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mah-nek-neks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' and not forgetting the rank #1 sales girl of '&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isetan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;Ranting, ranting and more rantings!&lt;br /&gt;red-faced with painful laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cram Session&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology text with bowls of dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#CC0033;"&gt;xinni, it's parafynxs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinni: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#FF6600;"&gt;huh? what's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:CC0033;"&gt;the cilia helps to sweep the dust particles up the bronchi and trachea into the &lt;u&gt;parafynxs&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ria&amp;sarah: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#0099FF;"&gt;aiyo claire, it's &lt;strong&gt;pharynx&lt;/strong&gt; lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinni+ria+sarah: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#00CC00;"&gt;LOLs, hahahahahhahahahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#CC0033;"&gt;opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love It All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112834260744228645?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112834260744228645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112834260744228645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112834260744228645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112834260744228645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/10/study-time.html' title='study time!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112822954547089152</id><published>2005-10-02T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:54:46.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely tongue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;complacent&lt;/u&gt; within me.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't describe further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image23.jpg" width="120 length="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image_10.jpg" width="120 length="160" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image_1.jpg" width="120 length="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/iskj.jpg" width="120 length="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about the letter '&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112822954547089152?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112822954547089152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112822954547089152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112822954547089152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112822954547089152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-lovely-tongue.html' title='my lovely tongue.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112817289016877160</id><published>2005-10-01T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T07:48:18.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What i need most&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENDURANCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERSERVERANCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please wake me up when September ends, i'm running out of time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112817289016877160?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112817289016877160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112817289016877160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112817289016877160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112817289016877160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/10/pain.html' title='pain'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112814154370971371</id><published>2005-09-30T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T06:06:59.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh lalalalala..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image233.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/us.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:#FF00FF;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh what fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nerd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;People hates it but i love my bagpack.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still the same as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Stop it or i'll get fustrated.&lt;br /&gt;i may even bite. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pencil sketches and eraser dusts&lt;br /&gt;The toilet was great with &lt;u&gt;music&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my neck's aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise and worship was errm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image206.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laksa, rojak and barley drinks&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can beat that when it comes to Katong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell group with the rest&lt;br /&gt;Penny reminds me of a mother of 12 kids.&lt;br /&gt;down-to-earth.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the three musketeers was cracking us up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supermarket-shopping, SNYDERS's of hangover.&lt;br /&gt;Weird encounter at the bus-stop when we met meida, xinyi the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112814154370971371?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112814154370971371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112814154370971371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112814154370971371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112814154370971371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/ohh-lalalalala.html' title='ohh lalalalala..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112791511895346228</id><published>2005-09-28T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T06:45:18.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>errr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrendous Math test&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at macs, crapping till dawn.&lt;br /&gt;My sis is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BITCH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Please shoot her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enough said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change everyone's concept of idolism.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112791511895346228?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112791511895346228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112791511895346228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112791511895346228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112791511895346228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/errr.html' title='errr...'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112783420917402305</id><published>2005-09-27T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T08:19:28.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image2071.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=background:orange&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE!, SHOOT ME IN THE HEAD.&lt;/stong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much going on in my head right now.&lt;br /&gt;I think too much, wayy too much.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;The only way to stop me from thinking is the 'truimp card' to solve it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn back time, badly.&lt;br /&gt;i want to make changes that i had set wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;not a few, but many.&lt;br /&gt;Help? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME to MR.J&lt;/strong&gt;: how i wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who care for you are &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; there by your side when you need them?&lt;br /&gt;Dad?&lt;br /&gt;Mum?&lt;br /&gt;Sis?&lt;br /&gt;Where are all of you????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because of an insane argument, my mirror is shattered into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see my reflection.&lt;br /&gt;Get a new mirror?&lt;br /&gt;Is not that easy just to replace it with a well-polished one where one fine day, you're bound to regret throwing each and every old pieces down to the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to glue them back?&lt;br /&gt;yea, it'd take approx. a zillion days for me to glue a million pieces back.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i glue them all back, how old would i be?&lt;br /&gt;It'd be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blame my parents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what comes around, goes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112783420917402305?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112783420917402305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112783420917402305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112783420917402305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112783420917402305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112773545020931817</id><published>2005-09-26T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:47:36.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>screw English</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English paper 1&amp;2 EOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm screwed big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;paper 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essay on my most inspired person who had changed my life- Granny.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i lied my whole way true. (i'm sorry grand-dad, i wrote that you were killed during the Japanese Occupation to make gran more noble of rising 12 kids on her own, my bet! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie review wasn't a rumor at all, it &lt;u&gt;surprisingly&lt;/u&gt; came true, how remote.&lt;br /&gt;When i read: &lt;strong&gt;"write about a &lt;u&gt;locally&lt;/u&gt; production movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;...", i know i was DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow had a feeling that it was something to do with local but didn't really came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;so, local production.. "let's me think" THE MAID.&lt;br /&gt;FCUK it!, that was the only movie i could actually think of, i'm so dumb!!!&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the movies watched, i chose that bloody horror film. ARGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;when Nanda told me i could actually write fake reviews, i nearly fainted.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda memorize the movie review of 'Cinderella Man' and i didn't even think about &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; movie when i was busy thinking of what to write in my review about 'the maid'. &lt;br /&gt;i feel like killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;Normal's paper was &lt;u&gt;no good&lt;/u&gt; either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;paper 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both passage was about insects, mainly the BEES.&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a feaking summary about experiments which shows bees making honey in the hives with their &lt;strong&gt;WEIRD&lt;/srong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell cares about how many dances does a bee have so that the other bees would memorize the steps and repeat what the the first bee does in order to tell how far the feeding place is?????????&lt;br /&gt;Round dance? Wagging dance?&lt;br /&gt;WTH, go dance for all i care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to nadia's house along with Fabian&lt;br /&gt;Went to study at the library with nadia and Fabian&lt;br /&gt;Went back home to sleep, can't concentrate&lt;br /&gt;Nadia and Fabian came to my doorstep to specialy bring me my 'ordered lunch' from kfc. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much&lt;br /&gt;i feel so pampared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112773545020931817?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112773545020931817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112773545020931817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112773545020931817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112773545020931817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/screw-english.html' title='screw English'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112757522508280458</id><published>2005-09-24T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:20:25.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 0700 with a major headache. Took panadol and went back to sleep &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;20 plus calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from, dad, aunt Janet, aunt Julie, Postman &amp;amp;more woke me up from my lala land, annoyed!&lt;br /&gt;Rush down to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FCBC&lt;/span&gt; to catch the service at 0500.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Xinni, Clara, Liying, Jasmin, Joyce, Ciwei, Sam, Van, Wuman and Penny.&lt;br /&gt;Really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;FRIENDLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bunch of people, not forgetting the clowny side of them. haha&lt;br /&gt;Pastamania, Yoshinoya. Couldn't decide what to eat, end up at Treats? indoor hawker centre i think. The last time i ate there was like 5 months ago???&lt;br /&gt;Got out of Parkway and saw there was pasa-malam?(night market).&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been to one since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;childhood days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and being excited, bought lots of good snacks, yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinni my dearest, thanks for &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;re-dedication to god, here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112757522508280458?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112757522508280458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112757522508280458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112757522508280458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112757522508280458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/woke-up-at-0700-with-major-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112748159084579687</id><published>2005-09-23T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T08:10:36.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It sucks to stay at home on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down with the flu, been sneezing ever since last night.&lt;br /&gt;Tissues everywhere on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;My throat's so sore due to the heaty food i ate.&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the couch, groaning.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy bought back hot &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;white noodle?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; soup.&lt;br /&gt;Felt much better but still stuck with the flu bug, Arghh!&lt;br /&gt;Eng's in three days time, oh so great.&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to study, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;help anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck dearies, with much &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ice cream!&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/9738808-112748159084579687?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112748159084579687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112748159084579687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112748159084579687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112748159084579687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/sick-bed.html' title='sick bed'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112738847719621093</id><published>2005-09-22T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T04:30:32.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girl's day out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from my &lt;span style="color:#FF3399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;girl's day out&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with dearest Violet. Met her at City Hall after school where my phone went dead, it was so hard to communicate with her. Thank goodness, Humaira was on the same bus as me and she was kind enough to want to change battery with me but it was a different model. (Humaira: BTW, thanks once again.) Met Ms ong at the control station where we met Christopher the rest there too.. Walked in the link as we couldn't decide what to eat for lunch. In the end, we ended up at Suntec eating at NYDC. Violet and i got ourselves pasta. while waiting, she helped me out for my art giving me some inspirations, how lovely of her. Chat/gossip &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; and even discussed what to do after the EOYs, a trip down to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinatown&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Little india&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Arab street&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Sentosa&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Beach&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Clarke Quay&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Zoo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and hopefully &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Malaysia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (i simply can't wait!) After that wonderful meal, walked to Esplanade Haagen dazs for desert. Ordered &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Brownie Attraction&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; consisting of two ice-creams and a hot brownie. That was what i call a 'taste of heaven'. Extremely delicious that both of us finished it in no time. Yum, i won't mind having another plate of that! After all that extreme gourmet, head back to Suntec and take a bus back home. Stopped by Starbucks to get cherry flavoured lollipops and the cashier boy was so damn bloody hot- eurasian looking with the goatee but found out that he was a fcuking malay boy, so wasted. ha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE PICTURES violet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112738847719621093?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112738847719621093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112738847719621093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112738847719621093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112738847719621093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/girls-day-out.html' title='girl&apos;s day out'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112729919775397651</id><published>2005-09-21T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T03:47:04.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are making passionate love with Leonardo Di Caprio or Brad Pitt, your ultimate heart-throb. Everything is perfect, everything is about to happen and you are enjoying yourself immensely. Then the alarm goes off. You are back in the land of the living, drool oozing from your mouth, wishing you had had just five (or 10) minutes more with your dream lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO hope i'd be able to dream something like that but it was the other way round for me.&lt;br /&gt;It was the &lt;u&gt;weirdest&lt;/u&gt; dream i had when i was taking a nap just this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I married two of my &lt;strong&gt;classmates??&lt;/strong&gt; and broke their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;They both ganged up on me, one stabbed me in the heart while the other open my ribcage. &lt;br /&gt;At that point i really felt &lt;u&gt;it&lt;/u&gt;. It doesn't hurt but felt kinda relieve when they did that. &lt;br /&gt;They disappear , i fell in a black hole.&lt;br /&gt;i was back in the days when my mum and dad used to date together. &lt;br /&gt;i saw them getting married and out of the sudden i was the flower girl.&lt;br /&gt;It changed to the hospital where my older sis was born, just.&lt;br /&gt;I saw it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The worst was ahead&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;i heard my parents discussing abt Hillary whether they should give birth to her.&lt;br /&gt;My mum said "no" and my dad just kept quiet holding on to my 4 yrs old sister.&lt;br /&gt;They decided to give up and not gave birth to Hilary due to some conditions she will have if she would to be born.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;saw&lt;/u&gt; the death certificate of 'Hillary Yeo'.&lt;br /&gt;Four years after the death, i was born.&lt;br /&gt;My parents actually wanted to name Hillary's chinese name Eelyn but after what happened..&lt;br /&gt;i got that name.&lt;br /&gt;black out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;i was staring into space for abt 5 mins thinking what just happened. &lt;br /&gt;It freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this dream happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;but what's the reason? i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i wish i could dream more of my other sister. &lt;br /&gt;i want to know more about her.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame when my dad and sis told me about her when i was 12, it was so late.&lt;br /&gt;I felt lost...&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why my sis hated my mum so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;If she's still alive, she would be four years older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112729919775397651?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112729919775397651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112729919775397651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112729919775397651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112729919775397651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/dream.html' title='dream'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112723598406700253</id><published>2005-09-20T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T15:53:23.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image054.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#99FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; my new TAMIL TIGER FRIEND!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back home from a seafood restaurant situated at Kitchener Rd. Held a farewell dinner for uncle max- he'd be flying back to Japan tmr morning alone as aunt Julie and Megumi would stay in S'pore till next tue. The food was alright although seafood wasn't my kind of dish. All eyes were set on Megumi because she was dressed in her traitional costume-kimono. She's so aorable just like a doll. Since my camwhore-cousin Sumei couldn't make it for tonight's as she was hitting the books for her exams, i approached to my 'younger cousins'. I swear half of the time, we were posing to the camera and they enjoyed it!(bad influence)lol. Aunt Nellie was the one who made the reservation for tonight and of course she was also in charge of choosing what to eat from the menu. I guess she ordered wayy too much because we had to cancelled 3 dishes. All of us were &lt;u&gt;really really&lt;/u&gt; full! Bid our last wishes/farewell to uncle Max then head home.&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image036.jpg" width="205 length="180" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Kimono doll with uncle Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image051.jpg" width="120 length="160" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image025.jpg" width="120 length="160" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image050.jpg" width="120 length="160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/eelyn_claire/album?.dir=8095&amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pictures Click.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Running on the grass field(esp how wet&amp;muddy it was) isn't a good thing!!!"&lt;/strong&gt; but the picthing was still enjoyale in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:pink;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Samantha, my-ten-years-of-frienship with you had really paid off. Not forgetting the rest, you all lightened up my day, seriously. Thanks a zillion dearest!&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/9738808-112723598406700253?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112723598406700253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112723598406700253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112723598406700253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112723598406700253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/farewell.html' title='farewell'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112714062775176374</id><published>2005-09-19T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:51:36.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image1017.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#990000;"&gt;Hitting those bottles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tempted to tan ourselves on the rooftop of the high rising building penthouse but the sun wasn't that strong enough and instead, stayed indoor with Mengchang, Kenneth, Nicolas and Violet sipping &lt;strong&gt;red wine&lt;/strong&gt; while playing cards. I truly felt like i'm living in paradise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching the "&lt;strong&gt;stupid box&lt;/strong&gt;" telecasting the 2005 Emmys award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112714062775176374?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112714062775176374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112714062775176374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112714062775176374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112714062775176374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/paradise.html' title='paradise'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112713961099299759</id><published>2005-09-18T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T02:52:24.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:#CC00FF;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr and Mrs Tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's uncle Tony and aunt winnie's wedding ceramony. Mummy, sis and i were an hour late for the "tea thingy" beacuse we woke up &lt;strong&gt;pretty late&lt;/strong&gt; and took a cab to rush down to my gran's house at Toa Payoh. When we arrived, everyone was about to leave to go straight to the hotel. So they hurry serve my mum some tea as she was the 3rd oldest of the 12 children. I think it's a chinese traditional custom to serve tea to pay respect to their elders? I find it rather amusing and i would never want a wedding like that- troublesome. Drove the childrens(my cousins) to their house at Tanjong rhu to take pictures while my sis and cousin wei were working out their lines cos they were the mc for the wedding lunch. After that, drove to Shangri-la for the wedding. Lots of ppl were there. Imagine how huge this family tree was, i was confused calling the wrong names, all the aunties look the same.  haha All my relatives came back just to attend this wedding. uncle Jeremy back's from Austrailia, Uncle Max, Aunt Julie and Meigumi back's from Japan! It's a sad thing cos meigu's brother kayji didn't fly back with them due to some band competition back in Japan. Uncle Philip couldn't make it for the wedding, he's working back in LA. The food was goody good delicious! My cousin and i were mad! Camwhoring with Cam/phones in the room, toilet, EVERYWHERE! The bride and groom was simply gorgeous and handsome and they were seriously nervous when it come to their speeches. i think my grandmother cried! lol  Me and Sumei were fliping through their photo album and it was spectacular! What a cute couple who are super duber rich! Their wedding lunch plus photos already cost them 24k not forgetting the tiffany&amp;co rings. What the hell, their honeymoon at Maldives and it's already like 12k and they are flying tmr!!! such lucky asses. after the whole thing, went back to gran's house till night. Was playing with megumi and she so "kawaii nay" !!! Played with her till i fell asleep and after i woke up she even taught me how to play japanese hand games. For a 5 yr old kid, she's really gifted! Took bus back home with sis cos i scolded her not to splurge money on taxi fare.  it was a nice ride home though.&lt;br /&gt;Man, so wanted to wear my white dress but got stained!!!!! so annoying! EVERYONE WAS IN BLACK. sensual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image096.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image050.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image052.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image055.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image100.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image109.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/eelyn_claire/album?.dir=1829&amp;.src=ph&amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pictures Click.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:#990066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do us part. And hereto I pledge you my faithfulness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112713961099299759?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112713961099299759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112713961099299759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112713961099299759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112713961099299759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112688943709729277</id><published>2005-09-16T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T04:17:35.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image1010.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;17 plates of sushi+stuff, Bowls of noodles, Greenteas and ICE-CREAMS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class's been really quiet for these past few days mugging for the up-comings EOY. Was tempted to skip maths but she came in before i could escape. Damn, i should have followed charmaine and company... She was kind enough to let us off just by doing 3 questions as she had a meeting later on. Took bus 36 to Terminal 1 to have lunch with dearest violet. Realised that Sakae wasn't there, we took the train to Terminal 2. Walked to Sakae Sushi and got ourselves seats at the bar counter. Ate the buffet course. Ordered quite a no. of dishes from the menu. We were feeling quite full after our ninth plate. Chat for awhile before going for round two. Left the place feeling extremely &lt;strong&gt;bloated&lt;/strong&gt;! Took the same route back to the bus-stop to wait for bus 36 to go home. Reached home, sis was changing for her private mooncake festival party at TNS. wanted to go but when i heard that the bitch wasn't going, i was glad to go back to the airport to study with Violet, Honky the rest.. *sorry to keep you all waiting for me! and yes, honky i'm deeply sorry to make you miss &lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; bus 36...hahaaha They(guys) pratically studied while we were fooling around with the ibook-music,movies,pictures,car racing and internet at Maconalds hich truely sucks. Took a freaking cab home from the Terminal which costs me 15 bucks just to sit in for 10 mins. But the driver was kind enough to charge me SGD$13. Love you uncle &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image1012.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image1013.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the prayer meeting today although it wasn't that successful, i had this thought that i did not realise the fact that i seriously never really focus on God 24/7 till now. I feel bad. I feel bad for not attending church anymore. I'm sorry for what i've done, pls forgive my sins.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Xinni, Dawn, Tingxin and Charmaine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;It's true that i really spend money like water. &lt;br /&gt;Just by today, i've spend 55 bucks..gosh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112688943709729277?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112688943709729277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112688943709729277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112688943709729277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112688943709729277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/airport.html' title='airport'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112678146382715685</id><published>2005-09-15T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T03:56:29.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/cartsen_sander_19.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:#669966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "I believe in you..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a awe-inspiring day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: i'm extremely proud of you! Finally took the right path after getting lost for a year. It's a right thing to do :) You've promised to God and don't you dare take back what you said or Dawn,TX, Xinni,Dinie and myself will be disappointed in you. We are not ashamed whether you broke down or not. Despite deep down in you, i know you want to let things out and just cry your hearts out. You should see how ecstatic we are. Although it might make Lucifer suffer alot but isn't God overjoyed for you? It's really captivating to see you willing to change for who you are and start afresh, which is a jolly good thing! We will still love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Don't feel agonized, i'll teach you the primitive stuff!! hahaha..lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: slaps face* "WAKE UP!" I know it's really pressuring and &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; seem to disappoint the whole world+GOD. But it's not what you think it is. I'm just scared for &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, really scared. It's going to be a tough journey but i don't want to see &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; walking the wrong path just like the others. I can tell how much it is taking over your thoughts that if you're changing yourself, &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; got to be against God. &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; may have the toughest time trying not to think about it, finding excuses just to escape God. Have &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; ever look into the mirror and think if it's actually the best thing to do? You're trying hard to fight youself and everything but you're not alone fighting this battle, &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; have &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;. Us to guide &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; through once and for all. It's not because i'm dissappointed in &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; for the previous reason. but i'm really really scared and &lt;strong&gt;you all&lt;/strong&gt; are seriously freaking me out. Just have faith in yourself because &lt;strong&gt;i believe in you, we believe you and GOD believes in you.&lt;/strong&gt; I love you for who you are but not for what you're twisting into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:55%;color:#99FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been said about what Jesus did or did not have to say about &lt;s&gt;homosexuality&lt;/s&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ is the core of Christianity&lt;br /&gt;Yet today many people seem to consider &lt;s&gt;homosexuality&lt;/s&gt; to be the single most important issue before Christians.  &lt;br /&gt;Catholics claim that being &lt;s&gt;homosexual&lt;/s&gt; is not a sin, but &lt;s&gt;homosexual acts&lt;/s&gt; ARE sinful.  &lt;br /&gt;Others use the words of the Bible to deny gays basic human rights, such as the right to marry.  Or they use the Bible to justify abusing and even murdering gays.  &lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe that Jesus would have been completely silent about something so important.  &lt;br /&gt;Yet the claim is that, somehow, he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That claim is wrong.  Jesus DID speak of &lt;s&gt;homosexual acts&lt;/s&gt;.  Specifically he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There is NOTHING from without a man, that entering into him can defile him"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:55%;color:#99FF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplest thing to do is just to compare &lt;s&gt;homosexual acts&lt;/s&gt; to that statement.  &lt;br /&gt;Do &lt;s&gt;homosexual acts&lt;/s&gt; involve something entering onto a man from without?  &lt;br /&gt;Why yes, they do.  So we know they do not defile a man -- they are not sinful.  &lt;br /&gt;That is simple, direct, and accurate. &lt;br /&gt; All that is required is to believe that Jesus Christ knew what he was talking about, meant what he said, and did not lie.  &lt;br /&gt;If anyone thinks they have something else in the Bible that contradicts that, then they are wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ himself says they are wrong, and he should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Homophobes&lt;/s&gt; consistently tear pieces of verses out of context to try and promote their anti-gay message.  &lt;br /&gt;While they don't particularly care if their interpretations hold up, pro-gay passages are held to a very different standard.  They not only must show that there is nothing is wrong with &lt;s&gt;homosexual acts&lt;/s&gt;, but they also must show that it is IMPOSSIBLE to come up with a valid interpretation that excludes the pro-gay message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:70%;color:#FF0066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL &lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112678146382715685?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112678146382715685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112678146382715685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112678146382715685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112678146382715685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-be.html' title='Don&apos;t be.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112652192330358317</id><published>2005-09-12T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T03:50:35.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>term 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here ranting while it's raining cats and dogs out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting of Term Four, 14 days till EOY.&lt;br /&gt;Not mentally and physically prepared for it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120%;color:#990066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PULL UP THOSE SOCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juraimy didn't come and we had the most fun for two whole periods just gossiping. Kauthar was seriously fcuking the hell out of us with her sarcastic nit-pickings-&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Claps* 3/4, please ah.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, her favourite pick-up line. How remote. The rest of the day were hunky-dory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;color:#0033FF;"&gt;Welcome to the Magic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the Grand Opening of Hong Kong Disneyland as it heralds a new era of magic where generations of families come together to create a lifetime of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is it's way smaller than the one in California..&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/9738808-112652192330358317?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112652192330358317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112652192330358317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112652192330358317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112652192330358317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/term-4.html' title='term 4'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112637280670760495</id><published>2005-09-10T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T10:53:27.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/david_lachapelle_christina_aguilera.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:#FF99CC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "I always wanted to ride on one.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking abt my dream &lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:#FF99CC;"&gt;pink pony&lt;/span&gt;, my dad still owns me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a trip to Paris, Hongkong and more of Bangkok!!!&lt;br /&gt;IPOD nano or mini.&lt;br /&gt;PSP! &lt;br /&gt;(after 3 months of consideration, he still haven't decides..)&lt;br /&gt;NEW phone. &lt;br /&gt;(i misplace one of the better phone i have which has good camera functions, damn it)&lt;br /&gt;Cam. &lt;br /&gt;(my dad brought it with him to go fishing at Malaysia and it went missing.)&lt;br /&gt;Scuba diving/wake boarding lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Almighty Dollars for a stupendous SHOPPING SPREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; goes on.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply can't wait to turn 18 to drive and 21 to get credit cards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112637280670760495?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112637280670760495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112637280670760495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112637280670760495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112637280670760495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/wishlist.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112633808861696510</id><published>2005-09-09T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T02:13:45.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HardRock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home at 4am in the morning and i'm seriously burned out. Stayed at HardRock Cafe til 3am to catch the &lt;strong&gt;S'pore finals of World Battle Of The Bands.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm awfully jaded that The Ocean Band won the title. It's always the same- race discrimination. It such a prejudice that it's always the Caucasian/Eurasians that will lead the pack. It's not that they weren't good but i just can't stand the fact that it's always been the same. 2/4 of the judging panels were whites too. The one thing i'm sad abt this whole competition was that Summer's Over didn't clinched the winning spot but came in first runner up. Sorry guys but you're really did an awesome job! Oh well, have to face back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violet came my hse and left to go town to meet Patricia. Ate at Cine Kfc, till we met some unwieldy encounters, seriously awkward. Walked to Heeren and Far East to look for hair shaver for shaun. Next was Forum, miss my childhood memories where daddy would always bring me and my sis to shop there for clothes. Slacked at Coffee Bean and think ways of how we could enter HardRock without bringing enough cash. It's freaking 28 bucks! after the Esprit drink, we head to one of the tattoo shop ard that corner and it was the same 'uncle' that helped violet do her stupid tattoo haha *sorry violet. We were just looking for ideas for tattoos we really wanted to make. Left the shop and went to Orchard Towers to meet Jason and friends. First time in my entire life in s'pore where i see millions of Thai transvestite acting like prostitute. What a deprave society but they look HOT! Suddenly my sis called to asked where am i and just now where we were hanging at Coffee Bean, she was just directly next door eating California Place with her friends. haha OMG, she totally save our lives as she helped us all pay the battle of the bands tickets using her credit card. She joined us too. Got there ard 1045 and we've got free alcholic drinks because of her. yay! Met Sam, jonathan, Natalie and much more. Took some pictures too. After the the first band Fat Skun played which is less than half an hour, Violet and Patricia had to go home. While my sis and i enjoyed the rest of the performance. Love you to bits my love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/ed2eea39.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/05a3eb6d.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/f53b7a17.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's HardRock babyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/4aab7baf.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/63710f11.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/eelyn_claire/album?.dir=/4c73&amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pictures Click.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/Image966.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:pink;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for the beautifully written letter, i really appreciate it. By reading, it just simply reminds me of those days back from 2002 till now. Seems like our approximately-three-years-of-friendship have paid off.&lt;br /&gt;Once again my love, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;yours deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112633808861696510?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112633808861696510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112633808861696510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112633808861696510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112633808861696510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/hardrock.html' title='HardRock.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112624512284418779</id><published>2005-09-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:03:21.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;This word means a lot to every one of us but has the real meaning of the word changed?&lt;br /&gt;True friendships had more than to ask don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Why have we become so selfish that we have to reduced a pios term for such petty reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't hate her anymore but I do hurt. I think the most important thing is to admit that so I can get through it faster. It's annoying hearing the tone in her voice. The (you're just another friend) voice. I want to strike back but I can't. She talks about it and it kind of bothers me. I feel like it isn't really everything she makes it out to be but maybe I am wrong. I feel she doesn't think it is as strong as she portrays but I could be wrong. I very very possibly could be wrong. It's irritating when she talks. Not because our friendship has become worsen with her or anything but just because when I chose to cache her deepest secrets, she kept one's nose to the grindstone. Call me petty for all i care but you're a Hypocrite. I will get over the pain especially the more I hear about it. Plus, I think because us as good friends made what we had something that was so much yet what does it matter to you? Right now even though I wish I had never met her, hoepfully everything would go back to itself and eventually it won't matter at all besides just friendship. I guess, I guess, I just wish she hadn't turned out to be just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intransigence and hatred and never just negative forces. Sometimes it is necessary to be intemperate.&lt;br /&gt;There is no room for mutual admiration or backstratching. If action- words is negativity, then there is still the problem of knowing whether the negativity of someone who doesn’t have anything more to do disappears or remains in a state of unemployed negativity. As for me, I can only decide in one way, since I am exactly this unemployed negativity I think of my life- or better yet, its abortive condition, the open wound that my life is- as itself constituting a refutation of a closed System. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And they have laid upon me evil for good, and hatred for my love"&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 109:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is call friendship? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never in my life come across that i'd be typing this out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112624512284418779?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112624512284418779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112624512284418779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112624512284418779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112624512284418779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/hatred.html' title='hatred'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112621292293353536</id><published>2005-09-09T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T15:04:23.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Battle Of The Bands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:120%;color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE NATIONAL FINAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;color:orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard Rock Cafe Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World Battle Of The Bands!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/05090920wbobhrc1.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/fatskuns.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; Fat Skunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's Over &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/summersover.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/DREAMFACTORY.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; DREAMFACTORY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flawed Element &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/flawedelement.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/theoceanband.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; The Ocean Band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 09 September 2005&lt;br /&gt;With the above bands mentioned&lt;br /&gt;Door opens 1030&lt;br /&gt;Door Sales $28&lt;br /&gt;perks- Entry Price includes first drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubtlessly would be supporting Sher's band (summer's over) for sure.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a pity that Fourth Avennue had been kicked out in the Regional Final at BarNone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Break a leg!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112621292293353536?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112621292293353536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112621292293353536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112621292293353536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112621292293353536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/world-battle-of-bands.html' title='World Battle Of The Bands'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112618095098200222</id><published>2005-09-08T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T12:29:07.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia and i were tempted to swim/tan today but Violet has Tution so we didn't go. Instead, met Violet at parkway. Went to eat at PastaMania. We end up talking about the up-coming halloween party and of course the costumes. while chatting, brought my ibook along and watched mean girls for inspirations/ideals. Violet was so witless that she bought a tattoo magazine for 15 greenbacks. Comprehensively, it was not that appealing to me at all. What a waste. Followed to kfc to get dinner for sis, met Nanxin, Cheryl, Dawn, Meida and church friends in there. Violet left for tution while i yak to them. It's been a coon's age since i last saw Nanxin. She was admitted to the hospital due to dengue fever. poor child. But i pretty glad that she's recuperating now.  Renew one's strength my dear child! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every step I take&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I pray&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conjointly..&lt;br /&gt;i've uploaded pictures from previous goings-on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/eelyn_claire/my_photos"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:pink;"&gt;PICTURE PERFECT!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; dote on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112618095098200222?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112618095098200222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112618095098200222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112618095098200222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112618095098200222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/slack.html' title='slack'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112615784931030863</id><published>2005-09-05T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T12:08:42.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for Biology class for 45 mins.. i know i know. late queen. But can't help it, i just love to take my own sweet time. I was afraid that Boey would kill me for my lateness so i pretended that i sprain my ankle and wrap a bandage ard my leg. Another reason why- i wanted to wear slippers instead of school shoes. Took a cab down to school and walked into the AVA theatre. Before Crystal kindly open the door for me, i was cracking up thinking what would the others and Boey react if they were to see my leg. My predictions was amazingly right, they all end up laughing at me! Even Boey too! I 'wobble' up to the top to sit with the rest but Boey stopped me and asked me to sit right into the first row where i was the only one there. she was concerned about my leg. haha how gullible. Thank goodness Cheryl and Nanda came down to sit with me or i'd be bored to death, but we end up talking. lol Our whole entire class wasn't really paying attention to her although she's going to retire real soon after teaching our bach. poor her. She gave us a 10mins break but practically our class went to 711 to eat. Some were eating cup noodles, pizzas, chips, drinks and i got myself a vanila ice cream with toppings. yum! It really seems like our class has invaded 711. They were more than 15 of us there! haha.. And the funny part was that we were there for 45 mins, almost seems like an hour. When we got back, only the 'good' pupils there were really paying attention. Boey did not scold us at all. what a kind-hearted soul. So i managed to sit in class for only an hour then it was sentosa baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/foursome.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/jump.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/ahh.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/balckandwhite.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/fivesomes.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:pink;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/eelyn_claire/album?.dir=7657&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/eelyn_claire/my_photos"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pictures Click.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Biology, Sarah, Ria, Dinie, Xinni and i went to the toilet to change to our shorts and tee. Head to 711 to get some chips and mineral water. Board on bus 36 to Douby Gout mrt where we took it to Harbour Front. Brought Macs from HF shopping center and took a shuttle bus to sentosa. Bought our tickets and board on the blue line to siloso beach. Wanted to go to palawan but it was rather far. Got to tan for awhile since the sun appear only for short period of time. it was jolly good! Took Crazy pictures and it was more than 150. Sarah helped delete some of it though. hahaha Cam-whores! Went into the water and it was super refreshing! Took pictures again with the help of a 14 yr old boy who was amused when we were into it. Not only pictures but videos too. It was really fun! Took showers openly *winks at dinie and xinni. (it's not what you are thinking though.) lol Headed back to East Coast for Karina's birthday Chalet. Kegan kindly met us at St Patrick's school and took a cab down to Coasta Sands. The party was great with the cake fight! i wasn't one of the victim, thank god. Met demeallo's brother and derrick togther with the gf.. oh well haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:red;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Karina! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112615784931030863?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112615784931030863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112615784931030863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112615784931030863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112615784931030863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/sentosa-fun.html' title='Sentosa fun'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112593847135049143</id><published>2005-09-04T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T09:45:35.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long and tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:60%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super early on a Sunday morning. &lt;br /&gt;Reason for it? My whole family and relatives were meeting up for dim sum just like the old times. Mummy, sis and i took a cab down to Scotts and it was so difficult to resist the temptation of sleeping as it was raining while on our way there. Once we reached, walked to a restaruant and found them already seated at 1100. The place was fully packed with ppl coming in and out. It's already so fustrating to see that but the worst part was more than 15 of us have to occupy two pathetic small tables and it was rather near the entrance. The place was freaking small i swear. Waitresses there don't really know their english except for cantonese. The food was goody! Wei reached the latest and cut a mohawk hairstyle just for some free movie tickets. Guess what, he won it but the mum was rather angry while the rest of us found it amusing! lol. Left the place and everyone went to their seperated places. The whole lot of us mostly the ladies went shopping of course. Shop ard and met Joyce, Zach, Nadia, her sis Nita, Violet and Patricia at cine. Went to eat pastamania. Yum! Hilarious encounters in the disable toilet where we all saw Nadia pee! lol. got scolded by some tamil tiger cleaning lady and tried to threaten us by calling the sercurity if we don't come out at once. Obviously we obey her and came out of the toilet without noticing that nadia was still wearing her pants. Thank goodness, violet was there to help her out. Sorry Nad! Next was Far East to look for costumes for upcoming parties, peircing shop, and Sher and Darius shop. Nadia and her sis left to play bowling at East Coast while Violet, Pat and myself took cab to parklane area to look for the costume shop since Fast East doesn't really have much varieties to choose from. But found out that &lt;strong&gt;The Costume Shop have already close down 3 months ago!&lt;/strong&gt; Bloody hell waste our time and effort. Wanted to take the trishaw down to city hall but it's hard to get one so we took a cab to Egan's house at Pasir Ris. When we got there, it was aready night time. His hse is very empty but the mirror are way cool. love it! The fisrt thing Pat does when she got there was to use the comp. hahah. Stayed there for a short time. Violet and i make a move first and left his place while pat still happily using the comp. silly her. Took bus and train just to get home. &lt;br /&gt;It was sure a long and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;but still loving it! &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/9738808-112593847135049143?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112593847135049143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112593847135049143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112593847135049143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112593847135049143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/long-and-tired.html' title='long and tired.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112577008873389971</id><published>2005-09-03T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:27:00.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing the moon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:120%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blow me away, he took my breathe away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:60%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped ballet. One of the reason was i was so unenergetic and the other was my school had a compulsory art excursion at Esplanade. Along with that, we had to report to school at 0630 in full school uniform. i find it allegedly ridiculous on why we had to clothe oneself in blue and white. I guess it didn't want to repeat history where the headline 'Katong Convent Goes Wild' to be published on the papers &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt; again. That was a stigma that 'tarnish' our school's reputation and make us well-known in an unruly way. But it didn't recapitulate today, thank goodness (: Anyway, today was the time where i really find my class really diverting and enthusiastic. We all gather at the foyer and our teacher-in-charge was Rosemary. Once the bus arrived, we all rushed in cos we had to sit with the rest of the other classes. Managed to get the back seats. All of us end up making the most noise and of course my forte Photo-Taking!!! Seriously laughable esp when we tried to do a mohawk on Cheryl's hair. We were even discussing about Monday's Sentosa outing. Loving it! Reached Esplanade and got seated really early. Xinni, Alyssa, Carine and i got seperated from the rest of them due to the seating arrangment. Bloody hell. But it was worth it where Xinni and i got the best view of a few gorgeous, exquisite pretty boys!!! &lt;strong&gt;REGULATION HOTTIES!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Enough of fantasying. Abt the show, Singapore Dance Theatre production called Reminscing The Moon by one of asia's leading choreographers Boi Satik. The performance was truly mesmerizing yet graceful. There was one part of the dance that really amazed me where they dance while the stage was filled with water. Just imagine it. it was such a poetic performance but ppl like cheryl, jinghui and many more who were snoozing away during the show and claimed that it was boring didn't much appreciate it..lol When the show was over, we all got out of the place and our hearts began to beat really fast when the hotties were near us.. they blow our us away and definitely took my breathe away.. totally bewitched us with their charms! hop on the bus and got us back to school ard 10 plus. Cheryl, Xinni, Sarah, Jinghui, Nanda and Zixuan and i went parkway macs for dinner. Nanda's dad fetched me and zixuan home. Thanks Mr Lau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" A woman who longs for the moon as she would love:&lt;br /&gt;light in darkness and eternal.&lt;br /&gt;A woman who thinks about the moon as she would count the months:&lt;br /&gt;a cycle of fertility, the waiting of birth.&lt;br /&gt;A woman reminscing the moon:&lt;br /&gt;the obsession of flight, a desire to be free"&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/9738808-112577008873389971?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112577008873389971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112577008873389971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112577008873389971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112577008873389971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/reminiscing-moon.html' title='reminiscing the moon.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112573117373101868</id><published>2005-09-02T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T00:10:15.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hougang Ave 2 blk 720</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:120%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; Polaroid Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid4.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid2.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid6.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid8.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid7.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid3.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid9.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/polaroid5.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:60%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violet, Patricia and myself took a cab down to Zach's house at Hougang to celerbrate his party. The first thing we came into his hse was to use the toilet-wrote a birthday card for him last minute and took a picture with him. That was his present. haha There were quite alot of ppl there, mostly guys. St gabs- Leslie, Sylvester, Russell, Gary, Brian, Nicolas, Christian, joel and many more.. St pats- Zach's brother Alex, Samuel, Spencer, Honky, Clinton, Sharul, Andrew, Leona, Shawn, tiffi and many many more. The rest, i'm not too sure. The funny thing was Zach's parents were playing mahjong, If his mum and my mum were to know each other, they will be good friends-mahjong kakis! HAHA. Ate very little at his place but the chocolate muffin was delicious! After that, we all went into zach's room to 'slack' Goodness, lots of ppl were in that room and man it was abit crampy but it's still alright. the guys were playing guitar, bass and playstation.. We were abit bored so the 3 of us read the st pat's yearbook to look at one another and they look so geeky! lol we took some crazy pics with the cam. It was fun though. His room turned into a piercing place where Kelson personally helped Zach's pierce his lip. It was live! We saw the whole process and it was disgusting. Blood was seeping down and he was in pain but didn't yell. Joys seem worried for him. poor thing. Stayed they till 11plus and took a cab home. oh and one thing, some bastard went to steal Honky's shoe and he went back home wearing slippers! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:120%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:Green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZACH!&lt;/Span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112573117373101868?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112573117373101868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112573117373101868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112573117373101868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112573117373101868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/09/hougang-ave-2-blk-720_02.html' title='Hougang Ave 2 blk 720'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112541055894953284</id><published>2005-08-30T10:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:54:55.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:60%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spook show at Suntec Convention Hall, Gig at MICA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatbox competition at Cine, watch 'The Maid' at Lido and Dinner at nydc with Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late. Late for school, Got reprimanded by Kauthar. Talked to Shanti. Unfortunate day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY'S B'day, i love you. Ruin her day when she met Kauthar and Wong abt my late coming in sch. Broke down once they talked to me; i guess i'm weak. Everything turned out well and Mum didn't scold me at all. She took my school bag home while i rushed to the gym for dance. After that, got home and dressed. Went to Swensens for dinner with mummy to celerbrate. Topless 5 was heavenly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i swear if i see you enjoying yourself tmr , i'll make sure i fucking make your life miserable since you already ruin my.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:200%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112541055894953284?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112541055894953284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112541055894953284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112541055894953284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112541055894953284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/saturday-spook-show-at-suntec.html' title=''/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112513316165019935</id><published>2005-08-26T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T20:49:52.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>third place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="span: ;font-size:60%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/LCKC.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LooseCoinsKeyChains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dance, rushed back home to change so that to meet Violet at 0615 then head to Third Place. Ended up meeting her at Eunos bus-stop at 7plus cos i was terribly late again and when i took bus 55 where she'll come up the bus from her hse bus-stop to meet me. Unfortunatly, the bus drive pass her stop cos that dumb ass was hungry and went to the nearest shop to get something to eat. She end up taking a cab to Eunos. Well, i reached Eunos before her and when she arrived, she gave me a really long lecture and complaining that why &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'i always have to be late whenever i meet her.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lol Got herself a curry puff to calm herself down but she still lectured me all the way to the mrt station.haha We dropped at Outrum station. Being dumb and lazy, we wanted to take a cab there although they said third place was super near to the station. Had a hard time just to get a cab and encountered a crazy short malay old dude. &lt;strong&gt;HE WAS FREAKY&lt;/strong&gt;! We got scared and decided to walk instead. Actually it's not that far but it was quite tiring so i took off my heels and walk. ha Arrived at Third Place ard 8plus. The performance haven't started yet as they were still trying out the sound tune and stuff. Met up with Joyce, Zach and Alex the rest, loosecoinskeychains members shawn, sharul, honky and andrew. Later Kelvin, Clinton and Patricians came. Spencer was there too but he was abit 'socialess' but we chat abit though. Since Joys and Zach were busy 'entertaining' each other. Violet and i just sat on the sofa and talk to the rest. They were seriously friendly and hilarious! Went to one of the petrol staion and got dinner- Evian and Cookied and Cream chocolate bar. When we came back, the performance started. First band was some bloody old middle-aged ppl playing. not that nice. When it was LCKC to get up on stage, everyone was like cheering for them and got their cams, hp out just to take pics of them. Honky was dead nervous! since he was the vocalist, was abit shy and didn't dare to stand in the center but the side. the rest was rather calm. Played two-three songs and man they were good! Love the way the drummer- Andrew played, really dynamic! Sharul and Shawn played their guitars and did their moves,totally awesome yet funny. Honky sings like a bloody woman but goodness gracious me, when he sceams into the mic, astonishly hair-rising. it was good. Overall, the band was outrageous. After that, watched the remaning of the other bands.. not too bad. When it ended, the rest of them went outside and took pictures. Seriously the guys acted like camwhores man. did some whacky yet funny poses.. haha lol. Violet needs to get home by 11 and it ended ard 10plus so her, Joys and myself took cab home while the others walked to the station to take train. Got home and there was pizzas! Dad and sis got them for dinner and left a few slices for me. How sweet! Didn't touch the pizzas cos i was super lazy to eat and took a nice cold shower. By the time i came out of the bathroom and change, it was already 12plus. It's still pretty early but instead of watching tv or playing the comp, i plunged straight into my bed and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;....zzZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112513316165019935?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112513316165019935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112513316165019935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112513316165019935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112513316165019935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/third-place.html' title='third place.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112480896288154941</id><published>2005-08-23T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T07:59:23.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiredness</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/paris8.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will you be my groom?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted from 6 long hours of intense Dance/Ballet. My couch's like attracting my attention just to make me lie on it. &lt;strong&gt;How tempting!&lt;/strong&gt; but, have lots of unfinish things to do. Afterthat, i could jolly well plunged into my comfy bed! My body's killing me now. Lack of energy but thanks to the glucose drink i made just now, i feel exetremly energetic! &lt;br /&gt;Currently watching mtv since all the other channel pratically sucks. &lt;br /&gt;Off to focus on my tv set. &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/9738808-112480896288154941?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112480896288154941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112480896288154941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112480896288154941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112480896288154941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/tiredness.html' title='tiredness'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112470998574124886</id><published>2005-08-22T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T04:26:25.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>god</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/blk_bitesnich_woman_15_iveta.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finger lickin' good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright, today was the first time i really paid attention to Boey's Biology's lesson. Just don't ask me why. After that rushed down to the library to watched the remaining movie of &lt;strong&gt;Sister Act 2&lt;/strong&gt;, the storyline was nice and motivated us to follow our passions and dreams. Recommended! haha Fucked Chinese, Wong changed our whole sitting arrangements and purposly put me right in the first row cos she knew my chinese sucks. But thank god, i have Nanxin (walking dictionary aka chinese expert) sitting behind me and Xinni beside me. Phew! RECESS! yay. Met up with the rest. Goodness, the first thing i got to the table, they were gossiping away. Always the first few ppl to know the info abt this and that. haha After 30 mins of break, had 3 whole period of Art, which sucks too. got to sketch AGAIN peparing to paint it this fri. Juraimy gave me a 7/10 for the previous sketch and noted to me that it needs to have a rather 'defined' painting and improve on the tones and stuff, arggh ANNOYING! Next was Social Studies. Didn't pay attention to that nugget faggot but joked with Dinie and Xinni instead. Literature was the last period of the day, yayness! Teo didn't come thinking that we have free time but Karib came in and said we have assignments to do, but no one really gives a fuck abt it and continue chatting away, ha. Came back home and watch the first 3 episodes of Laguna Beach Season 2. d/l it from my ibook cos it haven't shown on mtv yet. Can't wait for episode 4! The real Orange County, Whoo woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh happy day&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus washed&lt;br /&gt;Washed my sins away&lt;br /&gt;He told me how to watch, fight and pray&lt;br /&gt;and he taught me how to live rejoicing&lt;br /&gt;Yes, He did &lt;br /&gt;Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless, Amen.&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/9738808-112470998574124886?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112470998574124886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112470998574124886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112470998574124886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112470998574124886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/god.html' title='god'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112462065152261865</id><published>2005-08-21T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T06:01:27.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lazyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/3_G.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 3 last night and woke up at 1plus. i know, what a bum, ha. Didn't have the mood to go out and stayed at home to fritter away. Kill some time by watching a movie in the ibook. Currently watching Gilmore Girls on 5. Later maybe going to parkway to grab something to eat. i'm Famished!&lt;br /&gt;lala, off to the tv set!&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/9738808-112462065152261865?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112462065152261865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112462065152261865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112462065152261865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112462065152261865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/lazyness.html' title='lazyness'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112456272184299908</id><published>2005-08-20T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T22:17:16.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Joyce, Zach, Violet and Patricia at Taka. They were there cos it was Lihao's sweet sixteen and they were celerbrating at Seoul Gardens. Met Amet, Ks, Shawn Junhong the rest there. After that, Joyce and Zach went 'pak-tohing'(dating) at East Coast while Violet, Pat and myself headed to Esplanade to sit around. got floss bread? from Breadtalk and wild peach smoothies from Gelare on our way there. We were extremly mopbish so we decided to make prank calls/msges. Swear it was freaking hysterical. I called this one guy-used to have a crush on Pat. Ex St Gab's guy named Kenneth, Singapore Poly. I pretended to be someone called perly also in SP engineering course who happened to find him exetremly gorgeous and interested in him. When i was talking to him, he sounded quite blur and weird thinking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'why out of a sudden, a girl who he didn't even know is interested in him?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hahahaha.it's just hilarious! Based on what Pat said, he's a very ugly person. But the consequences comes next, he's been calling me and msging back &lt;em&gt;'who am i'&lt;/em&gt; like a million times, i'm dead. Did it on Sylvester and supposed to prank Samuel too but didn't pick up his phone. Both Violet and Pat did too.. haha It was getting late so we went back to the link to take a train from city hall. Met Nadia on the train. Violet and i got off at Eunos, Pat had to take all the way to Pasir Ris. Violet's dad fetched her home and i took a cab home. &lt;br /&gt;Had great time with my girlies!&lt;br /&gt;HOME SWEET HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Sweet Sixteen Lihao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112456272184299908?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112456272184299908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112456272184299908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112456272184299908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112456272184299908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/outing.html' title='outing'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112447151351967128</id><published>2005-08-19T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T00:19:43.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fri.HC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; just love fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost late for school but joyce and i managed to be in time by running all the way from 57 to school. Prodigiously exhuasted. Well, joyce was really in a horrendous mood. Reason for it-MUM. Her mum was furious when her FT called that she was caught hugging a guy outside school. Obviously, she was mad. This morning, she was with joyce waiting for me to go to sch together. I was shocked thinking &lt;em&gt;"why is she with us?"&lt;/em&gt; until, she started yelling at her poor daughter. But the daughter however, didn't just kept quite but shouted back to her. I was in the middle between the two Tays and i swear it was such a 'argument' that even the oppt bus-stop could hear them arguing. haha School's still the same as ever. Got to watch &lt;strong&gt;Sister Act 2&lt;/strong&gt; and it was freaking hilarious. Stayed in for maths and dance from 0300-0500. ZAKEE, the gay dancer. haha Had dinner at Macs with Jonita, Xinni and Debbie. Got home ard 0700plus and did a EXTREME MAKEOVER at home- Hse-cleaning. Now my hse's sparkling clean!&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/9738808-112447151351967128?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112447151351967128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112447151351967128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112447151351967128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112447151351967128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/frihc.html' title='fri.HC'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112429654849206617</id><published>2005-08-17T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:25:57.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slipknot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really a 'head-banging' news for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/p12SlipKnot.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLIPKNOT here in Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American shock rock band Slipknot was in Singapore for a one-night only concert!!!&lt;br /&gt;Currently on its Subliminal Verses World Tour 2005 and Singapore is its only ASIAN stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fort Canning Park, Singapore&lt;br /&gt;8pm.&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are priced at S$102 and S$62 and is standing room only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck man, totally forgotten about it. It's a bloody hell one night only concert and i missed it!! URGH.. i'm grief-stricken.&lt;br /&gt;I could imagine the crowd out there, self-indulging with the hardcore music.. skanking and most indubitably, MOSHING!! my new 'interestedness' and i miss the once in my life time opportunity.. i'm devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet they look so HOT wearing their identical industrial jump suits and homemade Halloween masks&lt;br /&gt;They are also well known for their high-energy live performances, that’s how they earned their popularity among metal heads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aHHHhhhhhhhhhhh... slipknot... ahhhhhhhhhHHHH...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112429654849206617?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112429654849206617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112429654849206617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112429654849206617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112429654849206617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/slipknot.html' title='slipknot.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112427222374530067</id><published>2005-08-17T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:24:25.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sps/test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:60%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 14th August&lt;br /&gt;The Saint Patrick's Alumni Band &amp; The Saint Patrick's School Military Band&lt;br /&gt;Celerbration Of a Patrician's Life&lt;br /&gt;Victoria Theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest at Joyce's house, split ourselves into 3 and took a cab to Raffles. Met Melissa and Venus on our way to VT. We were all wearing black. It really looked like we were attending some burial or something. haha Met Catherine and gave us all our tickets. Before going in, took some group photos. Wasn't that melancholy when i saw Shane, Shawn with the bunch of them there. After the pictures, we proceeded up to the theatre. Sat quite near to Principle Lucas Lak and the rest of the VIPs. First up was the Symphonic Band, played 2 songs. Wind Ensemble- played 3 songs, Ave Maria and Noah's Ark was pretty good. The ever so cute Junior Band played 2 songs, Little Brown Jug Polka was catchy. Imtermediate Band Played one song. Symphonic Played both of my favourite pieces, Elton John Classics and Saturday NIght Fever. It was gd! Had a 15 min interval. Went out of the place so that they could smoke while we took more pictures. Went back in after 15 mins, it was the Alumni Band turn. They all looked smart dressing black all the way from head to toe. The oldest was Jason De Hamel (1989) and Catherine's brother Clifford Roberts (1995) was in the saxophone group. haha They were supposed play 8 songs but due to the time, only 7. For the very last song, they wanted to play My Way but the audiences were jeering requesting for The Phantom Of The Opera instead and they did it. It sounded so ravishing and well played. Love that song! After the band, They also had a special video clip in merory of Keith Merton (1979-2004). Presented pictures of him with his families and friends. It was touching but a few bunch of morons below us were laughing at it. Didn't even treat him with respect. fucking galling. After the whole concert, walked to Long Jonh's opp St Andrews to eat. On our way there, got to catch a little bit of the fireworks. So fun! Got some balloons from some carnival at Padang. We all make wishes and let our balloons go at the traffic light.. everyone was wondering what's going on. lol Ate at LJ's and again ppl stared at us with the whole women in black outfit. Fetched Mel to the bustop, Nadia, Jacelyn and Venus took the train. Leaving Violet, Joyce and myself. Too lazy to take bus or train cos my stilettos was kiiling me as well as their heels! Managed to flag a cab in 45 mins! it took us so bloody long just to get a cab! Joyce- Marine Crescent Me-Parkway and Violet- Khoon Seng Rd. Had to go to parkway to meet my sis cos i forgot to bring the hsekeys with me and she attended a dinner at Justin's father's Rowland Resturant with Goh Chok Tong and lots of teachers. She even told me that Gregory, Karib, Lam and some of the teachers in my sch were there too. haha Lots of police were guarding that area. I quickly left the place after i took the key and took a cab home. &lt;br /&gt;HOME SWEET HOME! my leg's still aching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTEST QUI VULT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-Wednesday 15th-17th August&lt;br /&gt;Tourturing days..&lt;br /&gt;Test, Test, Test, Test, Test, Test, Test...&lt;br /&gt;And it's OVER!! Yayness!&lt;br /&gt;i'll just wanna have fun for these few days and prepared to dilapidate when it's time to return the papers back to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112427222374530067?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112427222374530067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112427222374530067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112427222374530067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112427222374530067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/spstest.html' title='sps/test'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112395551081760294</id><published>2005-08-13T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:00:24.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gossips turn wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramas going on and on,&lt;br /&gt;Tensions rising up or down&lt;br /&gt;What more could there be.&lt;br /&gt;Life still goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words coming out of each and everyone's mouth,&lt;br /&gt;there's always bound to be trouble ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking things out do work, trust me&lt;br /&gt;If you have the patience though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's just say PEACE&lt;br /&gt;and treat everyone with extra TLC.&lt;br /&gt;That will do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't it be nice if rumors didn't spread in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my beloved ones, just take it easy cos you'll never know what's the next rumors about. &lt;br /&gt;It really touched me to see you both still hanging on together cos deep down in your hearts, it's like you both were mend for each other, Loving till the end not afraid of what the others says.. Awww, those lovebirds are just so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think twice before gossiping to one another when actually, there's nothing even to talked about. beat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112395551081760294?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112395551081760294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112395551081760294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112395551081760294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112395551081760294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/gossips-turn-wrong.html' title='gossips turn wrong'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112386117843891561</id><published>2005-08-12T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:01:15.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise i'll never be late for school ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce and i were running our heads off from St Patrick's bus stop all the way to our school gate. Imagine the no. of steps the overhead bridge has. Thank goodness i wore my bra today.. (right? joyce/dawn) hahaha Great, we wasn't late today cos it rained in the morning.. by chance. School was boring!!!! i was seriously dozing off during Chai's lesson. Practically 1/2 the class were asleep. After school, skipped maths and went to eat lunch in the canteen. Had dance all the way till 5. freaking good! I simply love ZAKEE!!! hot hot hot! Too gay to be true! Went to Parkway Kfc to eat with the dance girls. Sheryl's mum is way cool! she's one of the few parent i know that love to have fun! and i mean FUN! hahaha.. she's freaking hilarious. After that took bus together with Jonita and went home. Met up with my sis at Bedok Reservior bus stop and went to Anna's house.. i was watching tv while she and my sis chat. Stayed there till 10plus and took a cab home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to 'Put my make up on a Sunday night'.. SPS band concert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112386117843891561?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112386117843891561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112386117843891561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112386117843891561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112386117843891561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112375649513052380</id><published>2005-08-11T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:03:27.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling well this moring.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach was killing me and i vomitted.&lt;br /&gt;I was groaning in pain on the floor till my dad gave me some pills.&lt;br /&gt;I felt better and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Slept all the way until 11am.&lt;br /&gt;Realised today we had Geography Test (Ca)&lt;br /&gt;fuck, i'm getting a zero for it.&lt;br /&gt;I was bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;Met Violet and Egan at City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping at Wishma while Egan watched Charlie and the Chocolate factory at Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;Phuture London, Warehouse, Bebe, Guess, Zara, Miss Sixty then head to Far East.&lt;br /&gt;Shop everywhere looking for Violet's bottom and jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;Visit Iqbah at his shoe shop.&lt;br /&gt;Left the place, took bus 36.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped at Suntec while Violet went straight home.&lt;br /&gt;Brought myself something and took the bus home.&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love shopping spree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112375649513052380?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112375649513052380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112375649513052380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112375649513052380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112375649513052380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/shopping.html' title='shopping!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112373884674082620</id><published>2005-08-10T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:04:14.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch/dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up pretty late due to last night.. The rest couldn't come out today cos they're either grounded/tired/study for exams. I was very broke and thank goodness Clinton offer to treat me lunch and met him at parkway ard 4 plus. Ate at Yoshinoya which was super duper yummy! Haven't had that for ages. Took some pics too..haha Went to the arcade to waste some time.. and it was freaking hilarious! I was completely scared of car racing and those shooting games..haha After that, went to starbucks to get something to drink and chat for awhile. Took bus 15 home. My god, Dad was called and asked my sis to order pizza for dinner and stupid her order two large pizzas! i Swear i only ate 1/4 of a slice.. Freaking Full! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, sch's tmr. sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112373884674082620?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112373884674082620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112373884674082620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112373884674082620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112373884674082620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/lunchdinner.html' title='lunch/dinner'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112365076516473463</id><published>2005-08-09T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:04:57.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>red and white day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, S'pore is another year old. How 'wonderful'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm.Took a cab down to fetch Violet on the way and then took a train to lavender to meet Egan and his band members. We were Super duper late, partly because of me. haha After that the 3 of us head down to Monster while the rest of them went to suntec to have their dinner. Met Nadia at Plaza Sing. Macs. We were totally stealing her food! haha.. (sorry abt that Nadia) Walked to Monster to meet up with the guys. Stayed there for quite some time playing pool. Samuel and the rest was good, it was like peanuts to them. Tell you the truth, i seriously suck at it! hahahah.. Enough of playing, walked back to the station to catch the fireworks at Marina South. While walking, President's car were driving pass us with lots of police car and army tanks. Violet and i went bazooka and started screaming/waving/blowing kisses to those army boys in the tank.. they did the same back to us too! hahaha.. On our way to Marina, Christopher and joel came. Damn it but once we step out of the control station, the fireworks have already started and we were like running/dashing to the dark grass pit area to catch it.. It was BEAUTIFUL!!!! I even make a wish too.. silly me After it ended, The guys took the bus to eat steamboat/slack while me, Nadia, Violet and Egan went to city hall.. i almost forget that i put my cam in one of the guys bag and went running into the bus to get it back from him. Stupid Spencer didn't want to let me out of the bus.. idiot duck! Reached City hall, Nadia waited for her sis and the 3 of us went to esplanade to meet up with Egan's friends. Mostly all the areas were blocked. We were walking using the link and i swear it was damn BLOODY CROWDED!! It was such a great opputunity to mosh and crowd surf if you were to see the crowd. Violet and i began to skank/mosh with each other but got scolded by an indian old man behind us who desperately wants to get out of the place as soon as possible. The smell was horrible too in the link. Reached Esplanade, ate Hagen Dazs ice cream for dinner- got myself midnight cookie and violet ate cookies and cream. Egan met up with his friends while the both of us sat at another corner to take a rest and to enjoy eating our ice cream. Catherine was at Esplanade too.. but due to phone miscommunication. We didn't meet at all. We left the place after finishing our ice creams leaving egan and friends there. Great, we have to walk back all the way to City Hall Mrt to meet up with Patricia, Joyce and Joel. Human traffic, Urgh! Left Joel and Christian and took the train together. On the train, the four of us were just playing ard. hahahaha.. Then i got home ard 11plus and now i just ralised home is so darn sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos Day for the punks. Can't wait to see what they're up to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112365076516473463?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112365076516473463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112365076516473463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112365076516473463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112365076516473463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/red-and-white-day_09.html' title='red and white day'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112352130365500099</id><published>2005-08-08T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T10:15:03.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bbq turns disaster.</title><content type='html'>Ms Leong, if you're reading this just to get sources to stalk people.. fuck it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll summarised it..&lt;br /&gt;Ard 6plus, met Violet at the mrt station and head down to pasir ris (a place where i'm not too familiar with). Went to macs just to wait for Violet's friend and Patricia to arrived. After they came, took a bus to down town east. Met up with the rest at the chalet- birthday girl Charlyn, Sharifah, Zuraidah, Amanda, Kimberly, Pansiri, Quraisha, Q's bf, Khai and her lovable cousins. Ate lots of bbq food. Took polariods with my fav camwhores. It was freaking hilarious! Had a few drinks and went to the park to fool ard/mosh? hahahah... Totally messed 'cheers' up with us secretly smashing breads, breaking biscuits, shaking coke bottles..all unopened. hahah..lol Some bad incident appeared later, we really felt very guilty! haha.. Violet's dad fetched me home ard 12 plus and by the time i reached home, it was already 1 in the morning. So tired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tmr's fireworks sighting with my bitches and bastards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112352130365500099?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112352130365500099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112352130365500099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112352130365500099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112352130365500099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/bbq-turns-disaster_112352130365500099.html' title='bbq turns disaster.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112338401125656275</id><published>2005-08-06T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T20:12:00.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>town</title><content type='html'>damn, i did not make it in time for the gig.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i reach town it was already the last band playing and it's no point paying 8 bucks just to stay there for another 10-15 mins. i'm so sad!!!! haha.. they all blame me for not coming because i end ballet so late. Met Joyce, Violet, Patricia, shawn and Falik at Cine leisure instead. Had their dinner at long john's.. stayed there for quite so long until Lihao, adrainne, Amet and his cousin came to meet us. Haven't seen that french dude for ages. i swear he's bloody tall. Recieve a msg from honky that they were at cine too, playing acrade. Joyce wanted to smoke with him so we went to meet them at the acrade. Surprisingly, didn't get to see them cos it was damn crowded and Clinton was there with them too. Both told me that they only saw Joyce. hahaha that's weird. Anyway after that we went to the rooftop. Halfway, Patricia and Joyce went youthpark to meet Salim the rest. Decided to play truth or dare again. hahahaha Yup, so abt 1145. Left the place and meet up with Joyce the rest to catch the last train. god, we met Hanis at cine with her guy friend. The last time i saw her was like 2 years ago before she quit school. Hope she's taking good care of her baby... reached home ard 1plus.. i'm sooooo tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to go to the beach to tan!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112338401125656275?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112338401125656275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112338401125656275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112338401125656275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112338401125656275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/town.html' title='town'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112325550235561599</id><published>2005-08-05T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T08:25:02.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight oil.</title><content type='html'>This past few days are seriously tourturing the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;i have been burning midnight oil because of the CAs.. i'm totally exhausted and stressed out. &lt;br /&gt;so far, i'm done with Social Studies, Literature, Biology and today's Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;more are yet to come sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired that i could just lie on the street and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;bad hair days.&lt;br /&gt;dance was fabulous with new instructor zakee. he's way cuter than i thought. somehow, he seems too gay for me. haha.lol&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving for BEN &amp; JERRY's ice cream right now!!! &lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward for tmr's punk rock return '05 gig. yeahness!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GIGS!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to hang out with all my girlfriends!! yippie!&lt;br /&gt;polaroid pictures here we come... say cheese, clicks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112325550235561599?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112325550235561599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112325550235561599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112325550235561599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112325550235561599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/08/midnight-oil.html' title='midnight oil.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112274109636618188</id><published>2005-07-30T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T09:31:36.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying.</title><content type='html'>Just came back home from Parkway burger king. Suppose to study but end up playing ard and laughing non-stop. Nadia went to my house to wait for me. i was ordered to clean the whole house by today so that i could get my sim card tmr and always being the angel, i packed the entire house and even skipped ballet just for that. After nadia checked her mail and stuff while i change, we left my house at ard 6. Since Joyce and Zach wasn't there yet. Nadia and i went to meet Violet at parkway. She couldn't come study with us as her mum didn't allow her but she was there to rent Dvds and buy food back for her  family. Violet was angry with me cos i stole two of famous amos cookies.. haha  Talked abit at Mos burger while waiting for violet's order. After getting the order, fetched her to the taxi-stand and head to burger king to eat.. we were super hungry! didn't eat anything this morning except last night one stick of satay. While eating half way, Joyce and Zach came and brought two guys along, Junhong(honky) and Clinton. They were seriously hilarious esp Junhong who claims that he look like Josh Harnett. Just because his name and josh.H were the same. He even pose us the J.H look. But he look more like a monkey to me. Zach got a new nick 'ah poh'. he was so embarrassed! They say that Clinton looked like the flying dutchman and Amet really looks like him as if they were brother! They call Nadia a mouse cos her ears were big and said that she has very dry hair and needs to go for treatment.. they were mean! and the worst thing is they started making duck sounds and it annoyed me so much! i've never heard that nick for almost a year and cos of Spencer, i hear it almost everyday. Urgh! And that Nadia went to tell them what i dislike most- ppl burping, making vomitting sounds, eggs... That stupid JH purposely burped right infront of my face, nadia and the rest totally ganged up bullying me! Joyce's mum was there with us to eat and left halfway. she was so fierce. Joyce was so quiet today.. i mean extremely quiet.. i guess she was concentrating real hard doing her math. Nadia studied her Social Studies while i wrote notes for Geography. My sis was also at parkway and saw me at Bk, she didn't even say hi.. she was heading to Suntec to get some sports wear. The 3 guys didn't have any upcoming exams so they either talk, stare into space or disturb us. mostly DISTURBING me and nadia. i swear i laughed until my face went red.. ate mocha ice-cream and bought for nadia cookies and cream. Stayed there for 2-3 hours and it was getting late. we decide to go home. Walked to the overhead bridge to the bustop. they guys took bus 15, nadia took 197 and joyce and i took 196 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'key' to sucess! hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112274109636618188?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112274109636618188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112274109636618188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112274109636618188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112274109636618188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/07/studying.html' title='Studying.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112271291340690597</id><published>2005-07-30T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T01:41:53.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise party</title><content type='html'>29th July, Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished dance ard 5plus. Went home to freshen up for Christopher's party at East Coast. Joyce, Joel and Nadia picked me up from Parkway underpass at 7. It's not that far from the underpass though. Mostly all the ppl there were males, very little females. Joyce, Nadia and myself went to the rock area to chat until Violet and Patricia came. Since the food wasn't ready yet, the four us decided to play truth and dare while Joyce and Joel went to pick Pat's brother shawn and  another guy falik? Back to the game, it was fun. Pat got to dare to pole dance on the lamp post while violet records it, Nadia- hug Russell, Violet- pinch Slyvester's nipples and i was dared to punch Samuel's chest hard...i feel so bad hitting him but he said it wasn't painful at all. The birthday boy Chris was kind enough to make us food and send it over to us personally.. that's sweet of him. Soon, Spencer, Samuel and the rest of the guy join in the game. We end up playing the french kissing game instead of truth or dare. Could see guys frenching guys, girls frenchings girls and of course boys frenching girls. Although it was sick, it was freaking hilarious!!! Thank goodness, we didn't drink or smoke. Lots of police were patrolling the areas. Nadia and Violet left ard at 10 plus.. Continued with the game and about 12plus, the guys cleaned the area up and left the place. It's was a pretty long walk from the pit to East Coast Mac. The guys are so damn poothing, they stay quite far away from east coast and there's no more train at that time so they are hoping to catch the last bus. Got myself a vanilla ice-cream from macs while waiting for the rest to come. Avery realised that his wallet was missing and thought that he left it at the pit.. his friend called and found his wallet so he had to go back to take it back..poor child haha. so me, Pat, Shawn, Falik, Joyce and Joel went without them. Reached marine parade and flaged a cab for pat, shawn and falik. Joel went back to macs to meet up with the guys and joyce and i went back home. Reached back home at 1. Sis and dad were still awake cos she was whining abt the students in her class to him in the room. Bloody hell.. i told my sis what we did at the bbq and was all grossed out. Stupid her went to tell my dad abt it and my dad laughed and said we were damn havoc and hoped that i was having fun.. he rocks man! hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, all those memories i had with my bitches are coming back bit by bit. and I LOVE IT! just like the old times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112271291340690597?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112271291340690597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112271291340690597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112271291340690597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112271291340690597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/07/surprise-party.html' title='surprise party'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112256401805610964</id><published>2005-07-28T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T08:20:18.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lets party!!</title><content type='html'>Ok... I'll make it real short today, i'm too lazy. School still suck as usual. Had chinese open book test, sure an F. Flunk my Chemistry mock test 1/10. hahaha After school, went town with Zach, Joyce, Joel, Violet and Patrcia to eat and talked crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, it's been concerts, performances, gigs, birthdays, movies, parties and MORE parties for me. I totally love it man. What's more, tmr's is Spencer's friend Christoper's 'surprise' birthday party! and on Sat is Kaisheng's drinking party!..whooo! i'm so loving it. Party here i come hahahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these.. i so need to study for exams! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112256401805610964?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112256401805610964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112256401805610964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112256401805610964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112256401805610964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/07/lets-party.html' title='lets party!!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112248076276863490</id><published>2005-07-27T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T09:12:42.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>big day out</title><content type='html'>Almost late for school. Lessons were still as boring as ever. Seriously, after i leave kc. I would want to drop Chinese, badly. They are changing the MT exam method by not including MCQs and those with the helping words given for the future examinations. It looks like i'm going to fail terribly without the help of those mcqs and helping words cos ever since primary one, i've been memorizing only those chinese words in the handbook and nothing else. They chose to do it because it's only  'for our own good' and by trying to help us improve on the harder areas. Bullshit. i can't even pronounce properly or write well! I was totally whining about it. Wong came up to me and said "It looks like you have to work EXTRA harder." that's all she could say to me. Oh well, couldn't care with it anymore. We had a Chemistry mock test today. Although it was only one page, i left half the paper blank. So did everyone else. haha Geography was alright but the ava theatre was super cold! Instead of reading R.K Narayan's 'the english teacher' during Literature, i was staring into space but later on i borrowed Jac's book- Da Chen's 'colours of the mountain will never leave our door, a memoir of China'. Read the first few pages, found it boring. The only thing that caught my eye was the acknowledgements. Got a free period from Social Studies, so my class sang a farewell song for Tinxin as she'd be leaving for UK tmr morning for some girl guides stuff for two whole weeks! &lt;br /&gt;Lucky her! My god, 3 bloody periods of Math in a row was killing me. Spent one half hours just doing graphs.. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Naddie, Violet and myself went to town to accompany Joyce to touch up her lip tattoo. Met Violet at City Hall and went to Funan to have lunch at Kfc. The 4 of us practically went mad there, talking nonsense and laughing non-stop! joyce couldn't control her laughter, she was sitting directly beside me so i was the target to get hit on. She kept hitting my head and it really hurts but I LOVE THEM ALL! Soon, Joel and Russell came and that's when Violet and Nadia left. The four of us went to the tattoo shop at (pennisula?) but found out that the tattoo man will only come ard 5. We got nothing much to do but to just walk ard. The 3 of them were interested in shoes (sneakers), guitars, some other things i wasn't that interested in. Every shop they went, i'd just find myself a place to sit and wait for them to leave. After walking the whole place, went out of the place, near the staircase to take a rest. Bloody hell, Joyce and Joel both took a puff and the smoke kept coming to my direction.. hate it man! wtf, Russell claims that my sch bag looked like a 'ah ma' kind of bag. i just thank him for the nice compliment. Walked into the place again to head back to the shop. It was already 5 but he still hasn't reached yet. Joyce was getting fustrated and grabbed Joel to go for second round. Russell and i just sat on the floor and wait for the man to come. There he is, Hollywood's tattoo man has just arrived. Since they wasn't back yet, we went into the shop and took a seat. Saw lots of photographs of the tattoo man's art work. Pretty sweet! Joyce came back and retouched her lip. It looks much nicer now. After that, left the place and head to City Hall mrt station. On our way there, there was one crippled old man selling tubes of polo sweet on the streets. My mouth was itchy so i decided to get it. It was selling fifty cents for one and i only had a two dollar note but no loose change. I really sympathize that poor guy and just gave him my whole two dollars, getting myself 4 tubes. I won't be eating that much so i gave it to them each. Reached the station, joyce and i say our goodbyes to both of them and went to the east line. Dropped at Bedok and took 196. Had a really fun time with joyce on the ride. Basically talking crap and gossip.. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112248076276863490?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112248076276863490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112248076276863490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112248076276863490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112248076276863490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/07/big-day-out.html' title='big day out'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112238063757058021</id><published>2005-07-26T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T05:23:57.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stepping down.</title><content type='html'>Woke up pretty late ard 6.45am this morning. It was raining and i desperately didn't want to go to school because of my class debate. My group was the first to discuss on whether exams should be abolished. I was chosen to be the second speaker of the proposing team. Seriously, i'm not interested in debates and stuff. Reading my speech aloud on donald trump in front of my class was still alright but now debate? HELL NO! So i decided to play truant and went to east coast mac to eat breakfast instead.. yes, ALONE. Got myself hotcakes, read a love novel and chilled there for 3 freaking hours (11am). Went back home and slept until 2pm where by now the girls have finish their lessons. I got myself ready for dance and left home at 2.30pm. On my way to sch, i was walking towards block 57's direction and i saw the elder brother of the litz family.. I swear to god, he's still as gorgeous as ever! He was with his group of friends walking directly behind me.. I heard them whispering and i think they were talking abt me cos i heard my name? Anyway, everyone was outside the gym. The comm. were all showing glumy faces. Soon Nor and Soo came in and my mind was telling me that something bad must have happened. So far the worst news from dance was what Nor said today. She said that Raj isn't going to be our dance intructor but instead the school hired two new ones. Hopes and dreams of getting into acjc have just erased from our minds. Two new instructors huh?  A female dance teacher that teaches modern and tap at some joo chiat cc and the other one is 'Zakee', main dance instructor of ij tp. How great! I bet his expectations on us is going to be damn bloody high since Raj and him are rivals in the dance world. Oh well, i'm going to miss sir for sure! Debbie's mad at me cos i didn't come for eng lesson and she had to be the first and second speaker. Poor girl! i was glad that we won the debate though..yay! Although i've managed to run away from debating, i still had to write a long essay on whether exams should be abolished. How annoying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112238063757058021?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112238063757058021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112238063757058021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112238063757058021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112238063757058021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/07/stepping-down.html' title='stepping down.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112229505599164875</id><published>2005-07-24T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T12:01:12.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>party!!</title><content type='html'>had a major hangover after last night at zach's friend Avery's birthday gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ballet, took a cab down to Spindle Top (Loyang offshore supply base) which was damn bloody deserted. The place was situated so in with all the ware houses, containers and stuff.. I almost got lost there, but thanks to some of the guys there for directions. The party was held on the 2nd floor of a 'pub'. Met joyce, Zach, Kenny, Violet and Patricia there, the place was quite nice with loud music (bands) and full of emo ppls. The best thing was the free flow of beers and was drinking like nobody business.. not much girls were ard except for some ij tps girls. Although the bands were not as good as the ones at baybeats.. it's was still cool. i'm such a lousy drinker, just a few cups and i'm already in another world. i was basically high on that day. because of that, pat and joyce had to take care of me..I LOVE THEM! i bet i couldn't stand properly and walk straight. Russell was being lame and asked if i could count the numbers of his fingers he pointed out to me. haha Violet and Zach left early.. Joyce, Pat and i continue the fun. did a little moshing, some of the guys were really into it man.. haha while me and pat were fooling/dancing ard at the back while joys played pool, some bloody indian freak went up to ma and pat and mosh with us, he was pratically touching us which was damn irritating. he actually pushed me to the corner and i got scared and scream. i think joyce went to kick his balls and almost got into a fight. his friends tried to stop him and stuff.. his friends told us that he's just pretending to be drunk and all that. After that, left the place ard 12 and took a cab with pat, joyce and kenny. dropped pat at pasir ris and head back to marine parade. poor kenny, he lives in jurong and couldn't go home cos there wasn't any train or bus at that hour.. so i think he stayed under joyce's block and play her guitar to waste some time and head back home in the morning. i reached back home ard 12-1 plus.. took a long nice bath and went back to my lala land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, loving couples joys and zach did a tatoo on their lips- deceit and hardcore! cool man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112229505599164875?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112229505599164875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112229505599164875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112229505599164875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112229505599164875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/07/party.html' title='party!!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-112136039616091249</id><published>2005-07-14T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T09:59:56.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 things</title><content type='html'>21 things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 travel more with new sky blue suite case&lt;br /&gt;2 smile more&lt;br /&gt;3 love more&lt;br /&gt;4 being loved more&lt;br /&gt;5 enjoy each day&lt;br /&gt;6 train future che che (my dog) for better dog&lt;br /&gt;7 learn more languages&lt;br /&gt;8 find MR. Right&lt;br /&gt;9 train well&lt;br /&gt;10 thank more&lt;br /&gt;11 cook more&lt;br /&gt;12 think more&lt;br /&gt;13 work harder&lt;br /&gt;14 pause a moment&lt;br /&gt;15 learn how to dance salsa&lt;br /&gt;16 illustrate &amp; write tokyo guide book&lt;br /&gt;17 perform in the ukelulu girl's band, bamboo stream&lt;br /&gt;18 bake more&lt;br /&gt;19 sleep well&lt;br /&gt;20 become Dr. herb&lt;br /&gt;21 meet more friends around the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-112136039616091249?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/112136039616091249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=112136039616091249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112136039616091249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/112136039616091249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/07/21-things.html' title='21 things'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111997501168351440</id><published>2005-06-28T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T09:10:11.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All over again..</title><content type='html'>EMDD's coming up.. two more freaking days!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonjor&lt;br /&gt;School's really boring me up. Great, first day of school, got caught by Wong for folded socks. Second day, late for school. Did detention but was let off earlier. i'm either falling asleep or not paying attention.. can't help it.. The new timetable is so fcuked up.. MONDAY-art and FRIDAY-art, the first and last days in a week.. how wonderful is that. TUE-p.e first two periods, going to stink like hell for the rest of the day. 3 freaking periods of Eng in a row! Chai may be funny at times but one half hours is way too long.. besides, she get pissed off every min. Ran out of energy at the moment- Boring lessons (8 hours), dance (2 hours) and ballet (2 hours). i'm so exhausted! I'll post pics i took with my fellow friends during the holidays some other time. &lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i adore you. je t'adore. i hope you. j'espère. i love you. je t'aime. i adore you. je t'adore. i hope you. j'espère. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111997501168351440?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111997501168351440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111997501168351440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111997501168351440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111997501168351440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/06/all-over-again.html' title='All over again..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111358629963540909</id><published>2005-04-14T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:09:43.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really busy with school and stuff.. didn't get the chance to update till now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 14th April 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the day has come- Singapore Youth Festival 2005 (Dance). Did the aluminum method the night before and went with the 'Zygote' hairstyle to sch. Luckily i had Sijia to accompany me to sch.. i swear everyone was looking at us- weirdly? &lt;br /&gt;Great, we had 2 period of lessons today. Literature and Geography. i don't see what's the point of having lessons when we were let off at nine, i bet all the dance girls weren't even paying attention! Straight after Geog, went to the gym and started to do our usual stuff.. Meli and i helped Cheryl to curl her hair while Arethra did Calista's, it was so fun, pretending to own a salon with customers reading cosmo girl and gossiping anything in it.. haha Soon Nor and boey came and checked our stockings- we were supposed to use lighter to burn it in order to make the tsunami dance more dramatic and had to use black paint to paint all over the burned holes.. She complaint abt the visibility of the black paint and brought black poster colors, paint brush and water, sat on the chair and act like picas-so. The way she paint was just horrible- to disgusted period. All she did was paint round the holes as if it was a sun, the amount of paint brushing against our legs were to much that most of the black paint was on our leg instead of the stockings. When she did Meli's, Aretha and i couldn't take it anymore and did ourselves. At least we were better than her. Boey was in no help too, all she did was to get the black paint from the art room. Next was Make up and the tattoo thing.. everyone was rushing cos we had to wrapped things up at 12 noon. Did warm up and one final practice. bloody Raj didn't came- Damai's syf were earlier than us so he had to follow them. Arggh!! Oh ya, Aunt Jo (Channel) got us Mac's burger for lunch. It was so sweet of her and she's helpful and willing to help. I love her man! Something scary happened too- Charlene had stomach pain and her face and finger were numbed. She was crying badly cos she can't move, Kauthar and some SJAB ppl had to checked on her. Soon, she was fine, we were so worried for her and the incident occurred cos she didn't eat..something to do with her blood circulation. Ms Kay and my sister came. Everyone thought that she was my mum and the worst thing was that everyone say we resemble alot and walked the same.. shit man! Catherine and Jasmine came to support us too, Love them! When we were all (dance girls) gathered in a circle and going to say our prayers, Nor had to interrupt and didn't allow us to continue praying and hurried us to the bus as she claims that we were seriously late. Come on, it's just prayers, it won't take like one hour or so and I'm sure the bus driver could wait for us.. she was seriously panicking! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus going to Kallang, 0130 hours before  the real moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat with Aretha while my Sister sat in-front of us alone.. ahaha Took quite a lot of pictures..Ms Soo was on the bus too with the two blur ones. Said our prayers in the bus and Debbie and Xinni talked to us abt the tsunami, closed our eyes, making us emotional and to see the main picture of it.. Reached there less than half an hour and sat at one corner. CHIJ(TP) was sitting beside us- their costume was some white indie/thai stuff, doesn't really suit their dance title- return of the phantom. They were performing before us. We were very nervous and scared and i could even feel the butterflies in my stomach. Our Ex dance com- Natasha, Gwen and ruilin came to surprised us and we were delighted. They gave us some inspiration and encouragement it was very meaningful and i started to burst into tears, soon everyone was crying. We were brought to the back stage and ij tp did their stuff and damn they were good! We were next and we really gave it our all, i could see the judges 5-6 of them. the light was very glaring, too bright to see anything. when the music played, we were dancing as if we were the victims in the tsunami and the emotions we had was overpowering the dance. It made the ex com cried. It ended very peaceful and left the stage. Went to watched the rest of the other schools. the other school was pretty ok but Cedar(taper) really caught my eye to them, they were good. Catholic High was hip hop mixed with modern, they had 'roller shoes' and all they do was roll on the stage and did some break dancing lol Went back to the place when we first came to wait for the bus. Raj finally sees us and said we did a great job and all. Took lots of pictures!! Very fun! all you could hear was cheer, screams, hugging each other that made the other school looking at us. we all receives roses.. awww! i would never forget the hug i gave to Nor, right aretha? hahahaha.. reached to school, had some briefing and it was home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagoon ( east coast)&lt;br /&gt;All the dance girls planned to have dinner at the lagoon and discussed to meet at St Patrick's bus stop 7pm. Got down from bus 608 and didn't realized that miss piggy was on the same bus too! haha Then we were quite surprised that none of them were here yet.. Aretha and i waited for so long and called them if they were lost or something but they were all at Lagoon already and make us feel like idiots. Although we know the place and been there too but we didn't know how to get there. We took a bus and walked to the Lagoon View some condo and inside there's an underpass to lead us to east coast.. When we happily walking towards the underpass, Problem- Had to have the key to the gate in order to walked to the underpass. We didn't know what to do. Suddenly, i just remembered that my sis's friend stayed at lagoon view. i called him but the bad thing was that we wasn't at home then a lady riding the bike was coming out of the underpass and opening the gate and let us in.. she was our guardian of angel!! The underpass was worst than the one near my house.. we were screaming like nobody business. Damn bloody funny! We took damn long to look for them cos we refuse to call them and walked round the whole hawker centre. Found them and all along they were just sitting a few tables away from where we entered.. Damn it! Had Wanton noodles and sugar cane as everyone already done with their food.. Yayness, ms came came and we end up gossiping abt dance, the teachers, schools with her.. I really liked her alot as she understands us and she's like one of us.. i don't see which teacher i can bitch with except her! Love her to the core! Bought dessert for Daddy and Sis, Richender and i followed Aretha's car to catched The O.C... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed an extremely Long and tired day,&lt;br /&gt;But it's worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111358629963540909?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111358629963540909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111358629963540909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111358629963540909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111358629963540909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/04/syf.html' title='SYF..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111271132561815662</id><published>2005-04-05T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T08:42:17.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>full dressed</title><content type='html'>i've a got a new nickname- medusa&lt;br /&gt;reason?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our SYF full dress rehearsal- (hair, makeup and costume) as we only had 2 more freaking lessons to the real moment. So i curled my hair the night before to give the dramatic effect. I was almost late for school cos today morning i spent like half an hour just to take the rubber bands from my hair. It was so difficult to tie it to a pony tail and i swear it was really really messy! have to bear with it. many ppl was playing with my hair? maybe they're are curious or something like that and because my hair was really curly, i mean curly wirily. ppl start calling me godillocks, medusa, noodle/worm hair, Shakespearean many more! too much to mention. oh actually we were suppose to have our biology paper today but lovely Boey postponed to thursday instead and everyone was like cheering, screaming and clapping. Phew, i didn't even study for it or i'll flunk the paper if it was today. Talking abt Syf, we missed assembly, went straight to the gym, had lunch and started to do our stuff. Soon Raj came and we performed to him. He say that he had no comments to say abt it cos he'd watch us perform for a million times and requesting for other teacher to come and see. 5 female Trainee teachers including Wong came and watch us perform. they gave us comments abt it. and Wong kept talking and talking non-stop.. it was irritating and the trainees were no good either.  cos NONE of them really tell us how was the performance instead they talked abt the costume/makeup was dull and stuff. god, it's a freaking tsunami item and they expect us to wear lively colors.. the pe department teachers came- Lee and Wee.. they had not much comment abt it and the only thing they say was "great job girls" and started running off to the girls doing their PFT.. Due to the rehearsal, we had to postpone our PFT too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is a core hard bitch.. fcuk it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111271132561815662?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111271132561815662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111271132561815662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111271132561815662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111271132561815662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/04/full-dressed.html' title='full dressed'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111253610203637692</id><published>2005-04-03T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T06:48:22.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pope</title><content type='html'>In memory of&lt;br /&gt;Pope John Paul II, &lt;br /&gt;1920-2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v226/erialcy/PopeJohnPaulIIInPrayer.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pope John Paul's body was laid in view of the world Sunday and his words resonated across St. Peter's Square as faithful mourned the Pole who helped topple Communism in Europe but left a riven Church. Streams of pilgrims converged on Rome in a spontaneous outpouring of affection for the Pontiff, who died Saturday evening aged 84 in his Vatican bed after an extended struggle with ill health that slowly sapped his strength. The Pope's body, clad in red and white vestments, was put on view for the world by Vatican television&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111253610203637692?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111253610203637692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111253610203637692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111253610203637692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111253610203637692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/04/pope.html' title='pope'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111246504299049812</id><published>2005-04-02T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T10:07:11.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>past midnight.</title><content type='html'>Cinderalla Story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ballet, took a cab with Ms ong and Jonathan to pasir ris for some graduated girl b'day chalet ? it was really crowded and i just only found out that all of them have already graduated from Coral. It was 'so called' the coral's 98' chalet. The girls were really gorgeous though cheena looking, but the malays girls were bloody hot! On the guy's side, one word 'EWWW!' All of them are either ah bang-ish or ugly. But there's a few rather handsome looking ones. oh and i noticed a malay guy who really reminds me of sofrie/juraimy cause he's so gay!! The way he spoke is so gay and what's more he carries a guess handbag. It was damn funny. Candy came, she still look the same. Everyone was watching 'Miss Spore Universe' inside the one level chalet. I was so disappointed that the woman in the purple dress didn't get it instead a childish looking one won. Later, some guys were playing with the cheap 'bomb' available in mama shops. started throwing in the room and aiming on us. we had to run away from them! After the show, the malays played x-box and it was getting boring so we went to meet shaun and jonathan to drink. They took us to pasir ris park which turned out to be some ulu place. It was so dark and scary that i had to pull Shaun's shirt not wanting to let go. Finally, after like 15mins of cold shivers, reached to a rock which was blocked by some bushes and it was directly facing the sea. So we sat down and drank some alcohol. Drinking and facing the sea was so romantic but too bad there wasn't any stars to admire. it was called "Drink under no stars" After my 1 half cup, i already felt like vomiting. It was getting late and ms ong was like half drunk so shaun walked me back to the chalet. chat with him, he's quite funny. While walking, Ms ong, candy and Jon called and asked me and shaun to wait for them and leave together. so we have to wait for them at the hunted bridge. Met Jonathan and karl (st. patrick), they were heading to fisherman's to drink. so while waiting for the 3 idiots to come, we began to sit on the ground and chat till they come. I swear they took them long to reach the bridge and when they arrive, 2 girls- completely drunk 1 guy- still can drink more. Me shaun and Jon were going mad with the two girls singing so loudly and everything. so i shoot shaun with lots of question and he had to answer me. it was damn funny! reached to the chalet, met Eileen and took a cab back home.. the driver was funny- he called me Cinderella cos i had to go home before 12 but i took the cab at 12midnight and he straight away knew that i was a convent girl without me telling him what school i was in cos he say that all convent girls have the same accent and speak like very fluently and stuffs. haha but he said that convent girls are so 'yayapapaya'.. wth anyway the cab fare was 15 but i only had 13, but the driver was kind enough to just take my 13 dollars. so i sprint back to my house and thank goodness my mummy wasn't back yet. Took a bath and watched Laguna Beach which i d/l in my com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111246504299049812?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111246504299049812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111246504299049812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111246504299049812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111246504299049812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/04/past-midnight.html' title='past midnight.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111185944491907851</id><published>2005-03-25T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T05:33:29.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday</title><content type='html'>GOOD FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;i love god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0100-0300 hours&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany's &amp; Sam church near bukit merah&lt;br /&gt;FCBC dance production (musical) i guess&lt;br /&gt;Sum,Tiffany, Yunxuan, Charlyn, Sheryl, more..&lt;br /&gt;met Xinni, Marika, Sijia, Jaclyn, Zoe, Shujing, Natasha, Miko with bf/gf?? and lots more..&lt;br /&gt;they went for the 0300 hour show&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab with Charlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O400-0615 hour &lt;br /&gt;Parkway MPH&lt;br /&gt;Read Magazines and books while waiting for ms ong&lt;br /&gt;she took bloody long, make me want to strangle her!&lt;br /&gt;Took cab down to HT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0630-0830 hours&lt;br /&gt;Holy Trinitiy Church.&lt;br /&gt;Mass.&lt;br /&gt;kissed Jesus leg but didn't taste the bread.&lt;br /&gt;Violet, Patricia, Jasmine,Jonathan, Karl, Jarell &amp; shaun&lt;br /&gt;met lots of ppl there (Kcian&amp;Patrician), Martin&amp;Family but didn't see Shane the rest&lt;br /&gt;Didn't see Owald as the alter guy&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Tamp Mall&lt;br /&gt;Took Train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0930-1100 hours&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere near Otrum Park&lt;br /&gt;Some gig show.&lt;br /&gt;Loud music, extremly cute and gorgeous guys!&lt;br /&gt;Violet, Pat, jon, karl, jarell &amp; Shaun.. with a mat who claims that he's tafik younger brother (but he do look like..)&lt;br /&gt;Took train back together- i went home, rest went to Jonathan's house to drink&lt;br /&gt;Met Chailet&lt;br /&gt;Took bus 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast Macdonald&lt;br /&gt;Bought dinner for Denise&lt;br /&gt;Some eurasian guy serve me the food and asked for my number&lt;br /&gt;I told him i was 'married'. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1130hour&lt;br /&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111185944491907851?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111185944491907851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111185944491907851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111185944491907851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111185944491907851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-friday.html' title='good friday'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111142095475791138</id><published>2005-03-21T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:12:14.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i felt so..</title><content type='html'>I felt so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited- school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;Happy- i can see everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Bored- lessons, lessons and lessons&lt;br /&gt;Tired- slept at 2am last night.&lt;br /&gt;Relaxed- slept for 5 mins during math.&lt;br /&gt;Amused- lam's stupidlity.&lt;br /&gt;Touched- a charm bracelet from dawn.&lt;br /&gt;Stressful- holiday homework half complete.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy- sang so loudly during recess.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusted- juraimy's sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;Down/pms- got my .&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastic- I'm already like that. it's in my genes.&lt;br /&gt;Sad- heard some things that was not suppose to know.&lt;br /&gt;Depressed- guilty and worthless that life isn't worth living.&lt;br /&gt;determined- stretch myself in order to grow taller. &lt;br /&gt;Relieved- told me her confessions.&lt;br /&gt;Angelic- forgave her.&lt;br /&gt;Devilish- forgiven but not forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy- slept for the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated- Whether if it's truth or not.&lt;br /&gt;Glutton- ate like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;Moody- mood swings. can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Tempted- unlock the password no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Angry- Why she is like that? Jealous?&lt;br /&gt;Troubled- should i believe him?&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed- ask me personally and i'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;Sick- enough of chinese sitcoms.&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight- Saw this very cute/gorgeous guys. shit! what am i thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111142095475791138?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111142095475791138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111142095475791138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111142095475791138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111142095475791138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-felt-so.html' title='i felt so..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111116315137688874</id><published>2005-03-18T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T08:25:51.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torture/fun</title><content type='html'>Sunday-Violet's class chalet. Quite fun. ppl there too cheena but funny. took a stroll at the beach. so romantic. drank a little. ate a lot. play cards. pillow fights. took pictures. Catherine left. took kiddies ride (train) with Violet and Patricia. childish but fun. home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday to Friday- Dance, dance and more dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing for the past few days really makes me feel so tired and dull. I'm so bored with the routine we had to go through every lesson. what's more, having lots of cuts and bruises. i guess i can't help it.. I'm deeply in love with dance! yea right..haha Love eating 'pratas' with all of them.. so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHARIFAH! love her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab ard 7plus down to East coast Lagoon, hawker centre. Violet, Joyce and Marvin was the only ones there. Later, Sahrifah, Nadia, Charlyn, yusof and Dominique came, followed by Chailet and Jackson. Ordered lots of food! Satay, Rojak, Sambal Kangkong, stingray, soup, rice, squid, coconut &amp; lemon beverages. Didn't ate much, cos there were lots of ppl. Then comes the birthday cake- black forest from Bungawan solo Yum! Sang like 3 different languages of e b'day song. We were making lots of noise that everyone was looking over at our direction. Sadly, but we took little pictures! After making wish and cutting of the cake, ppl started to throw slice of cakes at one another. i got cake all over my hands and HAIR, thanks to nadia and Dominique! have to wash my hair for 2 freaking hours because of it. And i got slapped on the face twice- first it was Violet who slap me on my right and later nadia slap me on my left.. so painful!!! There's really something wrong with them! Went home with Sharifah, Nadia, Dominique and yusof.. it was freaking funny.. I irritate nadia with stupid questions until she had gone mad! hahahaha... had to walk damn long to the freaking bus-stop and it was dark. how great. And it was so dangerous to cross the road. i was damn Scared! Halfway, Charlyn called and wanted to meet us but she didn't know how to get to us so Superman Dome went to save charlyn. While waiting, at the middle of no where, yusof lay on the grass pitch. he's so sarcastic and so spastic! make me want to strangle him! Charlyn arrived and head to the bus-stop. while walking, Dominique stepped on my slippers and one of them flew to somewhere almost making me fell. And i couldn't find the other slipper. I was so stupid believing him that it was somewhere on the grass but he hid it in the plastic bag, making me feel like a idiot walking with only one shoe. Urghh!!!! That happened TWICE!!! Nadia, Dominique and Yusof took bus. Sahrifah, Charlyn and i took cab back home.. so Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111116315137688874?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111116315137688874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111116315137688874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111116315137688874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111116315137688874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/03/torturefun.html' title='Torture/fun'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111068988946010786</id><published>2005-03-13T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T10:20:58.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funfair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ACS Carnival&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Met Aretha and Siantzu at parkway ard 3 plus. They came from school and had to change in the pp toilet which they claimed was crowded..poorthing! Took a cab down to ACS barker. The cab driver was funny. When it was the red light, he purposely tried to move forward while aretha was applying mascara, wanting to make her look like a cat with super black eyes! We were gossiping and took some pictures in the cab haha. Oh, the driver knew that we were from Kc.. He was pretty young and he's married to a Kc girl.. He's from St Gabriel. No wonder he's still so childish! Reached the place pretty late.. Or maybe real late. We had only 45 mins cos aretha had some meeting.. So annoying! Her brother Adler show us ard and where we could buy some nice stuff. It was really crowded! Went to his friend stall, brought a butterfly hair pin. It was nice but I was wondering why a boy's school would sell girls stuff... ? Anyway, Went ard the school to look for more stuff...We came late so all the food stuff were all sold out or close. We even saw a living cow! How cool was that? Left the school, took a bus to Orchard to catch the train. Met Melissa and a girl in the station. That stupid Aretha had some meeting and we couldn't eat dinner together. Siantzu and I was like forcing her to come with us. We were even willing to wait for her meeting to end but she still say no.. Pig! So me and Siantzu went to bugis to eat and shop without her! Had Mac for dinner.. Ate and chat with her for quite long.. She was so funny! After that went to shop ard at Bugis and end up in the neoprint shop. Oh, I found one thing that we had in common- Loves taking pictures!!! Instead of spending money on neoprints, we used her digital camera and went to one machine with lots of colored curtains and started taking lots of pics! It was so damn funny! Met Evette and her bf at the shop, she was so embarrassed when she saw us! She was waiting to decorate the prints she took with her darling, so Siantzu and I decided to help her up in the decorations! We were like ruining her wonderful date.. haha . Shop for awhile and went to the bus stop to wait for our us to go home. We had so much fun without that pig!..haha Love her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to him on the phone for 4 bloody long hours! Well, I love him too much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111068988946010786?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111068988946010786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111068988946010786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111068988946010786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111068988946010786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/03/funfair.html' title='Funfair.'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111068574339156114</id><published>2005-03-11T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T19:49:03.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's the last day of school. But I shouldn't even be happy.. It doesn't even feel like a holiday for me, I have like extra lessons and dance(syf) for the whole of march holiday. That sucks man! School was fine. Oh and we got back our report book, Kauthar hold us back for like half an hour just to return it back to us. Urgh! We were told to bring all our books back from school and even the files too.. i swear My bag was so freaking heavy.. Oh great, Raj didn't come again.. He went for some ACJC camp. Dance for quite fun, I guess. After dance, me, aretha and richie went rushing out of the gym as fast as possible! We had the 'appt 0610' thing to do. We didn't want anyone to see us so left sneakily and head to the destination. Ha.. So fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111068574339156114?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111068574339156114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111068574339156114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111068574339156114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111068574339156114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/03/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111029147354752012</id><published>2005-03-08T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T06:41:01.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy..</title><content type='html'>It's Women's day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.. but i don't feel like blogging so much today. i just had 6 hours of school and 6 straight hours of dance (SYF&amp;Ballet). I'm so like a pig! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Nanxin, I'm so sorry that i accidently tore your uniform. And i must say i did a rather good job in sewing back! haha..&lt;br /&gt;Right nanxin? haha.. I know you don't have to thank me for my sewing skills which made it rather neatly and tidily, but it's all thanks to my beloved home-cons teacher Ms Kay!! Love her! lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111029147354752012?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111029147354752012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111029147354752012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111029147354752012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111029147354752012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/03/lazy.html' title='lazy..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-111012546105191543</id><published>2005-03-06T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T08:11:01.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun day..</title><content type='html'>Took a cab to suntec with Violet and Eileen.. First thing was to shape our brows, as our appointment was at 4. Elieen went first and waited for like damn bloody long. We then heard Cheering and loud music downstair and realized it was 'Danceworks'05'. Instead of waiting at the shop like a bloody idiot, we watched the performance. It was nice, i mean all their dance item was pretty well done. But was surprised to see that Spore American School didn't do that well. Then i realized Hannah was participating too (TKGS).. too bad we came too late! I was shocked that CHIJ Tao Payoh wasn't the overall winner but was some minah school called Unity Sec, well maybe it's because of their teamwork and 'unity' to let them into archiving first. Second to do the eyebrows was me. Violet and i was like arguing over silly stuff.. and lady was funny.. she thought i was some Primary school kid.. which made the insane (Violet) laugh like mad.. i was pissed and asked the lady who resembles more like a chinese cheena. And the answer was of course Miss Cheena-Violet Ong. But what made violet mad was when the lady told me that i don't look cheena (thank god) at all and look like a mixed. Then we end on talking abt silly stuff, hairy means you are more horny, who looks more kiddish and so on.. i simply love arguing with Miss Cheena.. cos she can't outwit me.. hahahaha! oh and the lady was so gentle on me cos she was scared that i look like the type of person that would cry when come to plucking of eyebrows.. thank god i didn't! After that, went to Topshop, i brought a black hair pin which looks quite classy to me. Miss Ong brought herself two lingerie. A shop called Six? and i brought a butterfly hair clips.. Both Ongs brought earrings. Kfc for dinner and went to Xinni's house to do our art painting of Vincent Van Gogh's Starry night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-111012546105191543?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/111012546105191543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=111012546105191543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111012546105191543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/111012546105191543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/03/fun-day.html' title='fun day..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110975830605868752</id><published>2005-03-02T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T02:15:09.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>old school..</title><content type='html'>I was almost late for school today.. i woke up at 7. I hurried bath and get ready then realized that my mummy didn't iron my uniform so i had to iron it MYSELF cos everyone was still sleeping like a log and i didn't want to wake her up.. i'm such a well-mannered daughter.. wth haha There's no assembly as it was raining so we had to go to the classroom. During Literature, boring lesson period. And Teo kept calling me Clarissa or Clarice.. irritating! Expect to be a lit teacher without knowing how to read names.. She so naggy..Urgh! Biology was alright, went to the lab to do some experiment but the substance really stinks! i wasn't really paying attention or concentrating..due to the smell. Yay..Wong didn't came for chinese, maybe it's because of her tooth. Yesterday, her right cheek was swollen cos she had tooth decay..haha serve her right for scolding us too much!  Next was Social Studies, but Kauthar spent 2 periods raising her voice to us for some things we didn't cleared cos some patohs (betrayers/teacher pets) went to complained to her.. seriously, the more i see her, the more i'll get irritated with her.. and the more i'll hate her! so we only spent 10 mins for SS.. Last period of the day, Math. Pang was indeed a very funny man. Actually he's not that bad! really! Although he still has he's famous 'emotionless' face but he can make jokes! haha.. Funny &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went back to my primary school (chij katong pri) to eat lunch with padi and zhixuan. The whole layout of the canteen is changed! it's was so much colorful and liver than our year (old,dirty,dull). They changed the seats, had a jukebox which was so damn vintage..i love it.. the food there is still the same except a few.. oh and Mrs Rozario caught us for our short uniforms.. The last time, Xinni went back to kcp and she (rozario) chased her out.. what bad luck to see her! It all reminds me of the old days i experienced in kcp..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110975830605868752?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110975830605868752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110975830605868752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110975830605868752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110975830605868752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/03/old-school.html' title='old school..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110958946092262781</id><published>2005-02-28T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T06:37:45.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, didn't take back any paper... i hate mondays, means 4 periods of art= more Juraimy's criticism and work! did a painting and as i was using my brush gentling painting it, Juraimy called me "Dainty Claire" and make up a poem of me saying that i paint so slowly, so gently and so daintily.. idiot! i swear to god i almost wanted to struggle him! oh i had 3 period of maths too..while Pang was explaining i couldn't even hear what's he saying and cos i forgot to bring my specs i couldn't see too.. (I was like sitting all the way back!) Me, Janice and Naomi was like complaining to him that we couldn't see and i suggested that if i could sit infront.. he agreed and at that point everyone was looking at me, so i took my textbk and pencil to sit next to Diyana. I was making my way to her desk.. guess i didn't see where i was walking and trip on the fat bitch's bag and end up making such a loud noise when i landed on the floor FLAT! Almost everyone in my class saw me in that "tripping inccident", started laughing and asked me if i was alright.. it was freaking embarrassing! After school, went to see all the seniors. It was the release of the O'levels result.. some of them did very well while some of them were dissapointed. Met up with Catherine to eat at siglap macs.. Saw lots of patricians... the sec 1s are so damn cute, make me want to pinch their cheeks! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;Went for Ballet, the timing was changed to 0515-0645 until our b.exams (April 17) were over...sick! After that, took a cab with Denise and headed to my Aunt's house at Tamp. We were planning to stay over because my grandma was there too.. As you know elders are very fussy over food, we had porridge for dinner. Later, played Benedict's Ds for a little while.. he was indeed a panty pants as he managed to find the key to where his dad had hide it (in the study drawer!) , without him noticing cos he's at US for business trip..Lucky him! hahaha  Played Mahjong with my grandma, aunt, Dede until 3am and lost $40.. such a waste!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1plus, still tired from last night game. My aunt and kids (Matthew&amp;Benedict) went for church. My sister was apparently still sleeping like a pig. Went to the coffeeshop to eat, i had western food! (finally, i had a decent meal!) while my grandma had soup...you know.. hahaha.. Did my Art h/w and left my aunt's place and took a cab down to my grandma's house at Toa payoh.. She wanted to cook us dinner and it was porridge..(didn't we had that just yesterday?) but my uncle was on the way to get some food back so i asked him to get me a packet of chicken rice which was yummy! Later at ard 8plus, my granddad fetched me and my sis home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 in 1..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110958946092262781?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110958946092262781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110958946092262781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110958946092262781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110958946092262781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/02/monday.html' title=''/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110934602994196265</id><published>2005-02-25T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T05:44:16.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE!</title><content type='html'>         School was alright today.. didn't doze off in lesson as tests are OVER!! yeah.. Changed my pencilcase to a supposedly makeup case attached with a mirror and all those girls in my class who wanted to see it.. the first thing they would do was to open it and look themselve at the mirror, looking at their appearance-hair to face. Then look what really inside my pencilcase..hahah The only person who didn't notice the mirror and starts checking herself up was Richie..! PE was a terror, that bastard make me help him packed the pe stuff instead of the pe monitor! what kind of logic is that? he's totally taking this out on me cos of all the shit we(sec 201, mostly the fejsinovias) gave him last year from bullying,making his life miserable and cursing him all day long..it totally ruin my day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         But dance make me feel so lively and thinking it's not a terrible day afterall. Everyone was suppose to come including the sec 1s and the non-SYF girls.. while waiting for raj to come, we had to perform our SYF item to them again! And they insist of letting down of hair while dancing. The rest did it but Aretha and i didn't wanted to as it'd mess our hair up. But in the end, we were forced to do it! haha.. Soon Ms Norhanna came and told us a bad/good news-raj couldn't make it for today's practice. i mean it was a bad news for the Sec 1s and the non-SYF girls, it's like they waited just for him to come and teach but end up that he's not coming.. It happened twice (last week too!). I feel so sad for them! And it's Good news for us as they'll be less scoldings from him until he loses his voice and less injuries too! So we decided to have a  'BONDING session' took lot and lots of pictures and to fool ard.. i simply love taking pictures, it's so fun! Mostly, Aretha and i- THE BARBIES! and she being my photo-taking kaki, took lots of pictures..duh! Started from taking normal pic to tie our hair into ponytails, acting like bimbotic barbies posing from acting so sweet/innocent/adorable and took a video of both of us singing the 'barbie' song...Also tied two buns making us look like Queen amadala from starwars and should see the action we made! Swear it was freaking hilarious! After dance, Went to the coffeeshop opposite our school to eat pratas with Meli, Richie, Aretha, Xinni, Sijia,Charlene and Debbie but the prata man didn't open. How sad! It was fun today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aretha and i..The Barbies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us with two ponytails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image137.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110934602994196265?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110934602994196265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110934602994196265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110934602994196265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110934602994196265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/02/dance.html' title='DANCE!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110932904277149402</id><published>2005-02-23T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T05:43:17.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pictures...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday date with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Violet&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt; (Chingay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image280.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcing Joyce to take with me..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/erialcye/Image284.jpg" width="205" length="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my Grandparents with Violet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them all! Muack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110932904277149402?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110932904277149402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110932904277149402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110932904277149402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110932904277149402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110888554172828845</id><published>2005-02-19T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:45:41.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so lovin' it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ballet, went to town to meet &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Violet&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt; to catch the Chingay parade at town. Since the road is close, i had to take the train and it was so freaking packed with ppl. At the station, there were so many policemen guarding. i had to take so many underpass just to reached lucky plaza to meet them at macdonald. When i saw them.. we were screaming like some mad dogs!(only &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Miss Ong&lt;/span&gt; and i). Haven't seen &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; for ages and i miss her lots! We sat there for awhile to chat/gossip. Later, Went out to watch the parade, it was so colourful and blasting with loud music! The performance was nice, love their costume but it stinks due to so many ppl crowding close to one another...ewww! Halfway, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;joyce &lt;/span&gt;took a cab home, she was having a bad headache and fever. Waited for the damn cab for so bloody long! Went to Lucky plaza, Wisma,taka, Neeang City, cineleisure, somerset &amp; manymore..took the train back with &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Violet&lt;/span&gt;, we had so much fun in the train, laughing and making jokes and stuff! Oh man, kinda miss the old days with the fejsinovia crew!  haha.. and plus we took &lt;strong&gt;lots of picture&lt;/strong&gt;! i'll post it up another day.. :)&lt;br /&gt;God bless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110888554172828845?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110888554172828845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110888554172828845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110888554172828845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110888554172828845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/02/chingay.html' title='Chingay!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110864846267335488</id><published>2005-02-17T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T05:54:22.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca week..</title><content type='html'>i was still very sleepy during lessons.. slept very late that night although as there wasn't any test today. lessons was quite alright but still as boring! Didn't get the chance to sleep during Literature cos Mrs Teo showed us some notes from the OHP and off all the lights except the back which was where i was sitting. But thanks goodness Jac was sitting beside me ans i took her journal and doodle with it, basically just writing my name on the date of my birthday on it. haha.. the rest of the lesson were BORING! Got my Ca Chemistry paper- 17/20.. Chem was like the only lessons i just can't doze off cos mdm zahkia was fun! she's also very fuuny! always making my class laugh like mad dogs! hahahahaha... after school, went to eat at the cateen with cat, mika, xinni and jac... when walking down the stairs with xinni, Mr Lee was walking up, that little padi went to pushed me to him but luckily i didn't make any physical contact with him but ended up on the floor in an awkward position(rolled down the stairs) and my file and bottles flying everywhere! It was freaking embarrassing.. after that they went to decorate the new dance notice board.. left half way though.. too sleepy and need to study for chinese test for tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110864846267335488?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110864846267335488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110864846267335488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110864846267335488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110864846267335488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/02/ca-week_17.html' title='Ca week..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110856442440486076</id><published>2005-02-16T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T05:42:16.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca week..</title><content type='html'>Urgh!! this week was the nightmare for me..it was the CA WEEK. I hated it! Already did my Eng, Chem-bio test paper and i had math today.. the paper was a terror! i was really struggling doing it and was really stressed out! I'm sure that i'm gonna fail it! i have been sleeping very late for the past few day cos of late studies, and always doze off in class! After school, went to Parkway to eat with Marika, Xinni and Jacqueline (dance darlings!) Well, didn't blog for a long time, so I'm fitting all the events that happened during the past two weeks..and post it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before chinese new year, reached school early to get ready for the dance performance (sakalaka baby) for the school's CNY concert, it was fun but srewed up a little.. after the concert ended went back to class to fetched the students from 'good shepherd kindergarden' and gosh.. they were so cute! had so much fun with all of them! love the eurasian girl Amanda i was looking after.. she was so adorable and took some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went for dance meeting. That day was Ms kay last day in Kc, she was sent to go to CHIJ st nic's to teach.. when she was saying her 'speech', i couldn't take it and cry. Soon, everyone started crying.. i mean she was the one who created the dance club and being my all-time fav home econs teacher.. i love her! after she said the speech, we all gather ard her and started hugging each other.. and when cat pushed me to her, she said: "here's my sexy claire".. and started hugging.. Aretha and i made a card for her with a pic of us plus ms kay in it and gave it to her.. I'll definitely miss her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of Chinese New year.. it's was also my grandma's B'day. Went to my uncle's condo for the pool side party. we had buffet and it was damn delicious.. Just because i curled and put a flower on my hair, my cousin's started calling me paris hilton.. bunch of idiots.. took very little pictures from my phone as most of the photos are from the digital cam so I'll just post the ones i have it now and post the other pictures later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day..&lt;br /&gt;got lots of presents from e fesinovia crew.. joyce gave me a pair of earrings, Violet got me one nicely wrap of cookies which she claims that she made it with her own hand but turned out to be from famous amos, chocolates and sweets from zuraidah and the rest, large pink candle carved with the word KISSES from sharifah.. In my class, cassie wrote me a msg, cut out in a heart shape. Purple candle from alisa and a tingxin( my current bf in class) wrote me a msg too..i forced her to do it.. hahah.. i'm so mean..haha After school, at ard 2plus, went to meet shane at the st pat's bus-stop and headed to tamp. to catch a movie Constantine at 0445..i loveee him!  Reached home ard 7 plus and started studying for my chem-bio as the next day was my paper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110856442440486076?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110856442440486076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110856442440486076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110856442440486076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110856442440486076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/02/ca-week.html' title='Ca week..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110682893636104003</id><published>2005-01-27T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T04:28:56.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'> CNY's coming...                                  </title><content type='html'>Didn't blog for quite long time.. Really busy for this past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK and More Homework.. it's stressing me out, causing me to sleep real late and making me late for school..argh!&lt;br /&gt;This week, i'd been coming home quite late Monday- Babysit Matthew. Tuesday- Dance and Ballet. Wednesday- went east coast mac with xinni to study biology test. Thursday(today)- stay back for class decoration, later went parkway with C. Lek and Xinni to eat and to get Mrs Kauthar's birthday cakes. It's a miracle i didn't get any nagging from my mum..haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, school was alright. After school, went east coast macs with Xinni to study biology test which is the next day. Got fries and drink and my card wasn't working so i had to paid him with all my coins and i was short of 20 cents... Thank goodness a lady behind me was kind enough to give me and i was so embarrassed! didn't really study but was talking and laughing non-stop..esp when i told her what's a blow job ect.. it was hilarious and really enjoyed myself there sitting there so cooling(air-conditioned), get to see gorgeous guys and of course with my delicious food..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i have that freaking biology paper testing on enzymes. i think I'm going to fail the test although it's only 10 min. i basically forget all the facts about it and wrote rubbish. CNY is coming and we stayed back for class decoration. i was in the games group as some kids (aged 4-6) from good sheperd kindergarden was coming to our school to celebrate with us.. how cute! ended at 4 and went parkway with c. Lek and Xinni. Ate at yoshinoya and we practically was like talking/gossiping/laughing the whole time that we almost forgot to get stuff like cakes, cards, stationary ect. As tmr was mrs kauthar's b'day, we bought chocolate and black forest cakes..Yummy! can't wait to eat it tmr.. haha  Later took 196 with them and went home.. i was lucky cos i didn't brought the cakes home as my freaking fridge broke down and it leaves the two of them to bring it home.. so poorthing.. hahahaha.. P.s Have so much fun with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110682893636104003?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110682893636104003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110682893636104003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110682893636104003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110682893636104003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/cnys-coming.html' title=' CNY&apos;s coming...                                  '/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110657404737204533</id><published>2005-01-22T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T20:09:03.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>wow.. I'm finally 15.. yeah! &lt;br /&gt;Even though it's my birthday today i still have to go for ballet.. Ballet was fun, i was practically making the whole class laugh with my lame jokes..and they were so engross with my nails cos i painted it bright neon pink from natural source and it's really striking..haha  After that went to meet Denise to go Swensen to eat dinner and boy, the food was amazing. We had sauteed mushroom, calamari, fish baked rice, mixed pepper chicken, sasiprilla drink and of course Free ice cream!! We ate so much cos my dad's paying it anyway..haha Took quite little pictures cos my phone was in low memory..didn't even get a chance to takw with my darling sister.  My parents didn't have time to celebrate so i think we're going to eat again next week..gosh, i'm really growing fatter! Can't wait to get my presents- digital cam and Nintendo Ds..hahaha esp the Ds.. i think i can play it the whole day just by 'poking' the balloons.. (fej ppl should know what I'm talking abt) oh ya.. and of course i want to thank all the ppl who wished me happy b'day! love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110657404737204533?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110657404737204533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110657404737204533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110657404737204533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110657404737204533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110526634922599487</id><published>2005-01-09T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:11:57.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't blog for a few days.. cos I'm so busy with school- homework, dance and more homework..!&lt;br /&gt;Urggh...Still rushing to finish my holiday h/w which is due on mon and I still haven't pack my stuff for camp! Please save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a therapist, i'm going crazy and so stressed out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110526634922599487?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110526634922599487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110526634922599487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110526634922599487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110526634922599487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/stressed-out.html' title='Stressed out!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110501733389530769</id><published>2005-01-06T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:12:39.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened in school today..&lt;br /&gt;Had Core geog for the first two period..Then it was elective lit, mrs lingesh didn't came so Karib took over and ask us to do a poem and it was damn hard! I took like 15mins to answer one question..sucks! Next was homecons &amp;amp; art.. i don't know which subject i'm taking.. but i chose homecons, so i went with the room and ask the teacher to show me the class list if i'm taking it.. but guess what.. i'm taking ART! I was so terrified! i hated art..and the worst is Mr Juraimy is teaching us.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..i know i'm mean..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110501733389530769?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110501733389530769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110501733389530769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110501733389530769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110501733389530769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/nothing-much-happened-in-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110491203041239144</id><published>2005-01-05T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:13:30.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4th day of school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty fine.. Had elective Humanities (Literature) with Mrs Lingesh at the Humans room.&lt;br /&gt;We all sat according to classes again..In index order.. So I sat with Daphne, Janice, Dawn, Sarita and a fat Indian girl..Don't know what's her name. It felt so stuffy in the room and realized that the stupid teacher didn't turn on the aircon.. After abt 10mins of lesson, one girl finally told her that she didn't turn on the aircon and she replied: "oh..The aircon is not working, do you want to try doing it again?" then the girl asked abt turning the fan instead and she said: " also can la" She's inhuman, can't she feel that it was so hot in the room!! Dumb ass. She told us abt the story of 'the English teacher'&lt;br /&gt;our lit bk..Next was English, Ms Chai told us abt her life.. Studied in CHIJ St Teresa and RJC, 'A' levels failed Maths and Chinese so went overseas to study- New Zealand. She was a law student until she wanted to brushed up her Chinese so she went to China for a few mths..Then she wanted to be a teacher so went back to S'pore and taught KC in 2000. I'm beginning to like her.. I mean she was a very 'good' English teacher. Next was Chemistry with Ms Zakiah. She was the type of teacher that starts to teach us straight away right after she came into the class..She was like so 'in too it!' I really didn't pay much attention as I was quite sleepy and after teaching us the first chapter..She asked us to close our text bk and get ready for a "SURPRISE TEST" I'm going to fail it anyway and she was so unfair letting the normal acad girls a open book test..Urgh! Had Chinese, Recess and Social studies.. Nothing interesting happened.. Finally the last lesson..Emaths. Mr Pang didn't came today so Mr Karib took over and god, he was a Damn good teacher! He was funny too! I rather want him than Mr Pang for maths.. cos I don't think he can teach well anyway and he just talks too softly! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today it was me and shane 2nd mth.. Really happy cos i love him sooo bloody much!.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110491203041239144?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110491203041239144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110491203041239144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110491203041239144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110491203041239144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy.html' title='happy!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110483382825965029</id><published>2005-01-04T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:15:44.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring lessons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept really late last night, cos I was watching 'the best bet' vcd with my mommy and sister..It ended ard 3 or 4 plus and I went straight to bed after that..Woke up at 0630.. It's like I had 3hrs of sleep only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school looking so tired.&lt;br /&gt;First period was Emaths taught by Mr pang, he talks too soft and was like whispering to us the whole time that I can't even hear a single word he was saying, maybe a little..haha And he only has one expression on his face that kinda reminds me of a 'robot talking so softly'.. I was really falling asleep cos his lesson was so boring and for the past one hr of lesson, he only like taught us less than 5 question..haha&lt;br /&gt;Next was core geography..&lt;br /&gt;everyone from sec 304-306 who took core geog went to the AVA theatre for 'mass lecture'. We were sitting according to classes, so our class was sitting right in front. I sat right at the end where no one was beside me except Janice on my right on the 2nd row. All we did for that 1hr was Ms soo 'lecturing' abt punctuality and handed ask some paper to file..It was so boring that I couldn't help it but to close my eyes and sleep.. And guess what, I FELL off the seat and knocked into the brown boxes.. Thank god that the teachers didn't see me but the rest of the girls sitting behind me saw it and laugh till the lesson end! I can't help it..I was sooo tired!&lt;br /&gt;Biology..&lt;br /&gt;Mrs boey whom I thought was just a kind old lady who teaches us science but I was wrong.. She was one old hack that I can't stand her right after she stepped into our class. Scolding us for not greeting her well and opening the windows...Then she goes on abt saying stuffy, needed fresh air..&lt;br /&gt;Recess.. Sat with the crew.&lt;br /&gt;English &amp;amp; Chinese..&lt;br /&gt;Had Ms chai for Eng and Ms W. wong for Chinese..Both fierce but was pretty funny..I would most probably have lots of 'fun' with the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Assembly..&lt;br /&gt;Had a briefing abt the sec 3 camp for this coming Mon with Mr Jason, me and xinni sat right infront..Mr J kept entertaining by cheering with and playing a game with us. Well, it was so damn funny and when he asked who had lost the game we played.. I raised up my hand knowing that I was the only one.. It's was so embarassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After assembly, got class committee with Ms fairozah then later went for dance meeting which I was 20 mins late... Ms norhanna told us abt this coming Friday for the sec 1 CCA orientation and we'll be performing the usual dance again.. So sick of it.. She also told us who would be our dance committee for this year.. Marika(my darling SYF partner) Xinni, Jacqueline, Debbie, Liying and Ili.. Congrats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110483382825965029?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110483382825965029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110483382825965029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110483382825965029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110483382825965029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/boring-lessons.html' title='Boring lessons!'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110474791013070093</id><published>2005-01-03T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:15:04.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Jan, first day of my secondary 3 life.&lt;br /&gt;Well, School was alright..&lt;br /&gt;Came to school pretty late but still on time. Didn't have morning assembly due to the weather so we headed back to our classrooms. Stepped into class 304, saw lots of ppl- nerds, chi-na, normal looking ones and lots of malay girls. It was so much different unlike my previous class 201 where we created lots of trouble and havocs! This class seems to 'goody-two-shoes' for me.. My form teacher-Mrs Kuthar(Fairozah), was petite-so small in size.. It's like every one of us is taller than her but she can really raised her voice real loud! She's also very sacastic, always telling us that we're lucky to have her as our form teacher cos she's the most adorable teacher in the whole wide world..Bullshit man! haha.. But overall she was pretty funny and a cool teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During assembly..&lt;br /&gt;the whole of kcians came to the hall, it was so freaking crowded. Assembly, got a new principal call Mrs Lam or something.. Then all the teacher introduce themselves, they all still look the same except for Mrs Sng.. She finally did something abt her dead-looking hair-by rebonding it! it looks 'pretty' nice but her attitude still didn't change. Sng briefed us abt disciplinary stuff while Mr jagar briefed us abt CCA on ppt..We were all bored to death listening until jagar showed a slide abt the sec 3 adventure camp at this coming Monday. Instead of camping in sch like always, this year was held at sentosa and we're all cheering and clapping..Yeah! After that it was recess.. Sat with the fejsinoiva crew, and we were gossiping/chatting all the way..It's was so fun and I really miss them so much since we all splitted into different classes that I didn't even ate my lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school..&lt;br /&gt;met up with Sam sum, Catherine, Charlyn, Nadia and Sharifah then went to parkway to meet up with violet on the first day of school. Went MacDonald.. While eating , Joys and Danielle came then Violet. OMG.. She looks freaking nerdy with her coral uniform and her stupid bag pack.. First day of sch even got caught for her colored hair..Bad luck! haha.. Soon, we were making so much noise , laughing non-stop and got so crazy that we kept taking pictures at macs .. That attracted alot of attention that ppl kept looking at us..But we were enjoying the hell out of ourselves! So it was worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt; jacelyn! Love ya lots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110474791013070093?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110474791013070093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110474791013070093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110474791013070093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110474791013070093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/school-starts.html' title='School starts..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110460140858242646</id><published>2005-01-02T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:08:41.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day to school..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just came back from Marina South, went 'Long Beach' to eat seafood with my relatives. Didn't really eat much cos the food there isn't to my liking. But the black pepper crab is quite delicious..Yummy! So for the rest of the time when i was not eating, i was either chatting with my cousins or playing with Benedict's new 'game-boy Ds'.. And i was so glued to the Ds that i didn't really want to give him back..haha After dinner, my aunts came up to my place to borrow winter clothing's and they were really shocked to see that the hse was in the mess.. They're planning to go some place to mountain climb i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! 1 more day to school.. can't wait to see everyone! i really miss them alot.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm so ready to get back to school that I have bought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. quite a few numbers of bags&lt;br /&gt;2. my $200 agnes.B shoes (school shoes)&lt;br /&gt;3. black hair spray (just in case of emergency)&lt;br /&gt;4. changed my Mng coin pouch to gucci wallet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And definitely.. SHORTEN my uniforms!! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110460140858242646?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110460140858242646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110460140858242646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110460140858242646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110460140858242646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/1-more-day-to-school.html' title='1 more day to school..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110456686283921137</id><published>2005-01-01T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:07:45.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown 2005..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;2005, here we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY knows where the hell 'teng tong rd is and i had to take two taxis just to reach her fucking hse. We had so much fun together-playing mahjong, cards and took lots of pictures. 15 mins before 12 midnight, went outside her hse for countdown. Sam sum and jesslyn set up candles for the sparkles thing...When it was time, we were shouting so loud, hugging each other and playing with the sparkles that dogs were barking and neighbors was looking at us..cos it was so quiet until we made all that noise..but who cares.. we were having fun! The best part was when we all gathered ard and making wishes with our sparkles. Love them all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110456686283921137?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110456686283921137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110456686283921137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110456686283921137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110456686283921137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2005/01/countdown-2005.html' title='Countdown 2005..'/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9738808.post-110455871995426766</id><published>2004-12-31T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:16:48.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;how's this claire?? haha. u owe me one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare. love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_charlyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738808-110455871995426766?l=envidie-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/feeds/110455871995426766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738808&amp;postID=110455871995426766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110455871995426766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738808/posts/default/110455871995426766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://envidie-me.blogspot.com/2004/12/hows-this-claire-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>The lady within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14406148126018893492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
