<?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-21737467</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:24:22.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dahlings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21737467.post-115599757167638984</id><published>2006-08-19T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:00:14.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Singing &lt;u&gt;off key&lt;/u&gt; is the NEW trend(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CROSS-COUNTRY today! Made yiying meet me at tampines interchange at 6.30am. Soo early. Dad brought us there((: And i think we were the first two in our class to reach east coast park. HAHA. Then, saw kahleedah and her sister. Oops, i actually forgot her sis' name. She said: HI BELINDA KOOKOO!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I cant believe lee told her about it! HMPH! It's supposed to be between us and nat): Oh yes, i gave nat her belated bday present today! (:&lt;br /&gt;After the whole event, &lt;strong&gt;me nat zoe hui qi yiying sher sally krystal hui wen&lt;/strong&gt; played at the beach!(: Soo funn. And the wind was STRONG with drizzle. We ditched our bags at the grass patch and raced towards the sea((: Found alot of dead sea creatures around. There was this bloated floating fish. HAHA. And i think sher is obsessed with seashells.HAH. We screamed so much(: Then, nat was telling me that there was this jellyfish on her feet. WOW. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Raced along the beach with the wind pulling us back and seawater rushing up to our feet. GOD. It's a &lt;em&gt;heavenly&lt;/em&gt; feeling. Just when we were picking up shells in the waters, it started pouring, not drizzling. So we started rushing back to our bags. And mann, they were a LONG distance from us. Then, the rain became a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HEAVY STORM&lt;/span&gt; and we were still not quite there yet. My feet was stuck in the sand okay. Yiying was leading us and i was after her. Heard thunders and i was so freaking scared we wont be able to make it. So, the whole lot of us screamed our way back while running. Grabbed our belongings to the shelter. The storm stopped shortly so we walked to macs in the drizzle. Such a freaking long way. Zoe called wadee and she told us that she's in macs now so we told her to wait for us. After walking for 45 minutes, i asked this man if we were anywhere near macs. He told me macs is still a 10-minutes walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we finally reached. HAHA. wadee is still waiting for us. So nice right. ((: Ate and had a sorta food fight. Nat is a glutton! Stole our french fries and chilli sauce. HAHA. Left after eating and we were stranded somewhere. Nat suggested to take this underpass so i warned everyone that the underpass probably reek of pee. They didnt believe me! And i was quite right. Except that it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. OHOHOHMYGOSH. We were holding our noses and giggling so hard that my sides hurt. &lt;strong&gt;OHMYFUCK.&lt;/strong&gt; We were suffocating okay. So i cant stand it any longer and i started running and we all ran to get out of the underpass faster. What surprised me most was this couple who were in the underpass with us were strolling along and breathing in the sweetest aroma ever. OHHMYGOD. Maybe they are used to this smell huh. HAHA. Walked to the bus-stop and took 608 to bedok interchange. Went home with yiying(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I LOVE EVERYONE WHO MADE TODAY SO FUNN((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NAT,SHER,YIYING,HUIQI,SALLY,ZOE,HUIWEN, KRYSTAL,EMILY,SHURUI AND RACHEL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And thankyouthankyou HUIQI. You're a great friend((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; YUNSHAN, you are the one who demands a short dedication about you. Dont worry my dear, you are not the only one who thinks im a nice person. HAHA. You are one mountain, i can never reach the peak. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay. I love you, gina and liz OH SOO MUCH. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-115599757167638984?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115599757167638984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115599757167638984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115599757167638984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115599757167638984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/08/singing-off-key-is-new-trend-cross.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115545775453951503</id><published>2006-08-13T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:29:14.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do your heart a favor &lt;u&gt;sweetie&lt;/u&gt;, just turn around and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campfire wasnt entirely wonderful. Slogged hard): Gosh, and i was so looking forward to lunchtime. Me, Gina and Yunshan ate at BK. We ordered so much food that there were leftovers. HAHA. Cos, we wont be eating dinner. After that, went with gina to get plasters and candies(: I like her plasters! Cool design, but i still prefer mine. WINNIE AND FRIENDS! Though Eeyore isnt in the design. So i was complaining to gina and yunshan that it's so incomplete without it and i think they got tired of listening to me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to usher Bedok South Secondary. They were kinda silent but really polite and nice. ANNABELLE TEE FLIRT WITH THE GUYS. No surprise huh. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know you didnt, gina(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After recess on friday, Emily was threatening me and yiying with that needle of hers. And she pricked me 7 times.  Then yiying got scared, so me and em ran after her with that needle. HAHA. We were crashing into every single table in the classroom(: And i used a big fat black marker to doodle on yiying and em. A NICE SMILEY((: Oh then yiying took a marker too, to defend herself.And now yiying is making it sound like im bullying her in her blog, especially since she was doodling on me too. HMPH! HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAC/ MRS TEO VISIT. Didnt want to go initially but germaine is making me feel bad about forgetting MrsTeo. She was like TALK ABOUT GRATITUDE. HAHA. So im going now. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;SACSACSAC.&lt;br /&gt;HERE I COME! ((:&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/21737467-115545775453951503?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115545775453951503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115545775453951503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115545775453951503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115545775453951503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-your-heart-favor-sweetie-just-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115501780161902378</id><published>2006-08-08T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T06:10:09.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We're so cool, &lt;u&gt;ice cubes&lt;/u&gt; are jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling sad now though im not sure why. National Day celebration was okay but im stuck at home now. Mom has decided to let me off from yoga class today! ((: Going town with rina and the rest later and after that, we shall go for badminton. I so hope i'll manage to get sher something for her birthday and it's not just anything cos she has been such a great company all these while.&lt;br /&gt;CROSS-COUNTRY. I so cant wait. It's gonna be a whole lot of fun. The parade. Too bad, i cant participate in anything but Joyce put me down for the run. Im not available okay but she insisted of begging the teacher to let me of the duty. Anyway, i dont think i can last during the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and im so proud of the brilliant suggestions i gave shuyin in order to catch the thief. HAHA. But OMG, i think that thief is seriously cruel):&lt;br /&gt;GOT BACK MY CHINESE PAPER YESTERDAY. It sucked. I didnt even complete the paper. HAHA. I was super chilled during the test and i took my time to finish it until MsLee reminded us of the time. And i was all shocked and panicky cos there's like 4 long comprehension questions left and only 7 minutes to complete them. Zoe was gasping when she realized too. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 DAYS OF HOLIDAY! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im still feeling SADD ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-115501780161902378?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115501780161902378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115501780161902378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115501780161902378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115501780161902378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/08/were-so-cool-ice-cubes-are-jealous.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115409553379193909</id><published>2006-07-28T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:06:19.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life is about running and racing &lt;u&gt;all the time.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall take back what i mentioned in my last entry. Shutting down my blog. Yeah it's useful when you cant find anyone to talk or relate to. So i shall just leave it right here and blog whenever i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Did 2.4km run today. I was a total wreck before that, aiming for an A but wasnt sure if i can make it. Okay so before school started, was sharing yiying's breakfast so i'll have enough energy for later on. And throughout literature, yiying was driving me bonkers by telling me the minutes and seconds left to the run. WTH. I so dont need that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Zoe was timing for me. Tried to make her run with me for the whole 2.4 but unfortunately, she rejected my offer): She only ran with me for the last round. Oh and i didnt stop at all for 4 rounds until the last round when i started walking for about 1cm and Zoe reprimanded me with all her nagging so yeah, ran for the rest of the last round. I GOT AN A! ((: After that, watched the rest finished up and nice me and Zoe were running with dru and also to give her some encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOG DRAMATIZATION. What a total mess. For some reason, everyone burst out with laughter when i did my part- the volcano. HAHA. So not funny. And OMF. I think playing with the golden bush which belongs to shurui is totally funn. And softball is really good too, when me rach and sher played after school ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HM. Four common tests next week. And im responsible for calling zoe everyday to remind her to study. Yeah, so right. Like i dont need reminding myself. HAHA. Okay, i think this is a long entry so maybe i should just stop here and spare you guys from reading all about my rantings. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-115409553379193909?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115409553379193909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115409553379193909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115409553379193909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115409553379193909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-is-about-running-and-racing-all.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115330545485808758</id><published>2006-07-19T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T03:46:03.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PANIC!&lt;/u&gt; AT THE DISCO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Wisma with yunshan today. Went junction 8 before that. Such a long walk though. Practised dance during recess with Liz and YS. So annoying. Spent 1 hour teaching YS ytd and she cant remember a single step today. Im going to make all of them work harder tmr! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Got Mr Yap fooled. By me and yiying! Thank god for my good acting skills((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and i cant believe our 2.4 run is just next week! Not prepared for that yet. Wells.I hope Zoe is feeling better now. She was depressed ytd and she's sick now. This week is soo hectic. Badminton, campfire preparations, dance, common tests. )): Anw, there's chinese esaay writing tmr. So gonna flunk it.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the removal of his mole, Mr Teo's nicer to us. At least he doesnt seem to mind when i kept talking to Emily during dnt ytd. And the fact that i was eating fruitellas in his class. HAHA. Ohwell. The carnival is on friday and our class is still undecided. It's okay i guess. It's not like we get to keep the money anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dont you dare disagree with this. IM SUCH A NICE PERSON. I know im to rachel. HAHA. I saved her life on monday. Cos there's this science common test the next day and she did not bring her science books home. Told her to come over so i can lend her. ((: Like c'mon, we all know how awful and rotten it can be. An important test tmr and you feel like you are gonna flunk it so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is gonna be another long day. doing dance during recess and after school. Exciting programmes all lined up for me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BLOG'S DEAD. SHUTTING IT DOWN SOMETIME SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-115330545485808758?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115330545485808758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115330545485808758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115330545485808758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115330545485808758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/07/panic-at-disco-went-to-wisma-with.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115227571715136512</id><published>2006-07-07T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T00:39:34.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I came to a conclusion. This is just pure &lt;u&gt;illusion.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall update(: Stayed back ytd. &lt;strong&gt;OHMYGOSH&lt;/strong&gt;. Lee's soo retarded! Nat too! Nat was calling me a &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;bimbo bitch&lt;/span&gt; and a real specimen of&lt;strong&gt; kookoos&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA. Dont ask me what's that. Im totally innocent concerning that topic. Then dru started playing songs on the class comp from HSM. Ooh. And we &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;danced&lt;/span&gt;((: FUNN. God. Lee is soo convinced that im a koo. Im so not): HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for training after that. It was so sick. Ran &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;3.6km.&lt;/span&gt; And Rina was lagging behind so i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ditched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; her. HAHA. But wells, it's quite fun. Dont go all &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;EWW&lt;/span&gt; cos jogging can be really enjoyable sometimes. Paired up with Rina and the game was pretty good((: Im thinking of quiting badminton lately cos it's taking up too much of my time. But i have been at it since forever. It has been 5 years so i guess i'll just carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess today was so &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;freaking scary&lt;/span&gt;. I was shouting for mel in class when zoe's softball crashed the window panes. Right in front of my face. And it was so loud too! Ain got cut by the glass bits. And rach nearly got hit. ):&lt;br /&gt;Then i got told by Ms Terry that i should sit properly. Like a lady. HM.&lt;br /&gt;Good time today((: Though the part when me and annabelle had to dance the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cha-cha&lt;/span&gt; was kinda weird. HAHA. And the duckwalked was painful. No it doesnt help when my thighs are alrd aching from the horrendous training ytd. Ohwell. There's training again tmw. Now my legs are straining. Hurts so badly when i run): Okay i shall have an early night so taa~ ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEYA ELIZABETH! MY LIZZY LIZ.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;OH AND ZOE RACHEL YIYING SHER SALLY JIAYI AND MEL((:&lt;br /&gt;AND RINA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-115227571715136512?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115227571715136512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115227571715136512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115227571715136512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115227571715136512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-came-to-conclusion_07.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115141213137311616</id><published>2006-06-27T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T05:42:11.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fake is the new &lt;u&gt;trend&lt;/u&gt;. I guess everyone is in style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to school early today. Did my dnt. Me and lynette were fretting over it ytd night. And annabelle was telling me that she was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; when im practically struggling with schoolwork. Lost my chinese project. Had to redo): It doesnt help with annabelle telling me that im careless and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;stoopid&lt;/span&gt; to lose it. So &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; of her huh. So i didnt complete my dnt last night. Decided that i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed our seats ytd. Me and melissa changed back to our original postions and mrs tan didnt noticed. So now im behind zoe and mel's behind me. I can see &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt; in the future now that zoe's in front of me. HAHA. Wells. Mel was tiger's victim for recess today. HAH. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chinese was english. And GOSH. Lisa called zoe! And she kept turning back and show me her phone. I know zoe's thrilled okay and she was so desperate to answer the call but she was under the &lt;strong&gt;WATCHFUL EYE &lt;/strong&gt;of mrs tan. Me, being such a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nice soul&lt;/span&gt;, decided to help her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;: Go toilet and answer the call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZOE&lt;/strong&gt;: (looks worried) HUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;: Just go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZOE&lt;/strong&gt;: What if the toilet aunties hear me talking on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;: ( loudly) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ZOE IF YOU ARE THAT DESPERATE TO PEE THEN YOU GO TOILET LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MRS TAN&lt;/strong&gt;: zoe? do you need to go the toilet? (noticing my loud voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZOE&lt;/strong&gt;: ( turns to me and gives me a shocked look) huh! What! Oh yah, i need to go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See. I did her a favor. HAHA. And she came back from the toilet excitedly, telling me the details of the phone call. ((: Then history was a total bore. ): Anyway, i fell alseep during chinese ytd and sher caught me. HAHA. But the lesson was about &lt;strong&gt;historic poems&lt;/strong&gt;. OMG. Like who even learn all those poems?! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-115141213137311616?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115141213137311616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115141213137311616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115141213137311616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115141213137311616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/06/fake-is-new-trend_27.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115072244282449894</id><published>2006-06-19T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T06:14:28.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you know i do simple things that can really &lt;u&gt;awed&lt;/u&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back school again today. Supposed to meet sher sally and zoe at bedok mrt platform at 10am. So zoe's late again. Not that it's surprising though. Then me and sally went down the escalator to meet sher and we called zoe to realize that she's still at home. When she reached there, it's already close to 11. And shurui's supposed to meet us in school at 10.20am in the comp lab. So anyway, it's great to see zoe and sally again after about 2 weeks. Yes, they are back from their china trip for softball ((: And zoe finished my lemon tea as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally reached school, it was 11 plus? i bet shurui's dying in the comp lab. Yup so we started on our &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;chinese project&lt;/span&gt;. it's such a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nuisance &lt;/span&gt;okay. And zoe's not doing anything but watching movie trailers. Zoe's obsessed with Lisa by the way. Seriously. Lisa's this softball senior that she met in china. And she went on talking about how great and nice she is. At about 12plus, zoe started pestering us to go parkway and have our lunch cos she was hungry. We ignored her.&lt;br /&gt;At 1pm, shurui started complaining that she's starved. zoe agreed. me sher and sally ignored them.&lt;br /&gt;At 1.15pm, i was complaining too. This time, sher said we'll go for lunch at 1.30pm. We were so relieved. (:&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we ate our lunch at PP and then me sally and sher got our &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;bubble tea&lt;/span&gt; and played this really lame game suggested by zoe. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;No surprise again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were greeted by this &lt;strong&gt;huge iguana&lt;/strong&gt; back in school and i screamed until zoe jumped and sher got such a shock. So i asked them if i had really screamed &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; loudly. And they were like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OF COURSE. WITHOUT A DOUBT&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Then we went back to the much dreaded comp lab again.&lt;br /&gt;That's when i started chanting about sher cheating my feelings and that she's a liar. HAHA. zoe agreed too. But cos we know that sher is a really sweet child and soo nice too(: But oh yeah, i just thought of something. Sher isnt all that innocent. She blackmailed me with her primary4 autograph book before. Okay, then shurui tried to dig information out of me concerning some personal matters through msn. HAH. And and. zoe and sher started listening to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;chinese songs&lt;/span&gt;! OMFG. How gross is that. Sher was giving me a long lecture that i really should give chinese songs a&lt;br /&gt;try cos i might like them after that. Okay. Let me make it clear here. &lt;strong&gt;I WOULD NEVER LIKE CHINESE SONGS COS I DONT UNDERSTAND THEM AND THEY ARE REALLY POLLUTION TO YOUR EARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we finally left school. On the way home, zoe was telling me about the arts of &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;french kissing&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. Not like she has any experience right. HAHA. And how much she missed Lisa. Yes. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home. Took a bath. And audrey text me. Replied while i was showering. And she was all OMG. But see audrey, im risking my phone from getting spoilt just for you. HAH. And sher is going back to school tmw too. Can meet up again((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here im now. Camp tmw. I'll be back((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-115072244282449894?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115072244282449894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115072244282449894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115072244282449894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115072244282449894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-know-i-do-simple-things-that-can.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115059489885852018</id><published>2006-06-18T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T18:43:19.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IT's not giving up. IT's realizing that you dont need &lt;u&gt;certain people&lt;u&gt; in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was good. But the best part was meeting cyn! It has been so long but when we talked, it's like nothing has changed, we are just back to the good old times. And the tent is so warm okay. All of us were sweltering in it. So yes, besides that, it was pretty enjoyable. Me and cyn were totally awed by &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;elmo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;big-bird&lt;/span&gt;. i dont know about isabel though, she seems pretty silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we had a change of plans and we went to watch R.V. Im not pleased with the sudden change cos for one thing, audrey cant join us. Okay so i was annoyed with isabel. But the movie was hilarious. And. The process was too quiet. Isabel was. I dont know but maybe she's in this im-too-cool-to-speak phase. Like seriously, the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;silence is unbeara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ble&lt;/span&gt;. So after the movie, i went home and talked to audrey. Oh yeah, maybe we'll meet up again. Ohwell. The next long vacation i guess which is december. That's how long we'll have to wait. Shit. My whole day was totally wasted. Except the hanging out with cyn part. That was just fun. And. i havent start on my homework which is due today in exactly 65 minutes. What lame shit is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINK OF IT&lt;/strong&gt;. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU REALLY HAD A &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;GOOD LAUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; AND JUST FEEL REALLY REALLY &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i should just stop caring so much. So what if im trying to salvage things? nothing would be right and no one would even appreciate my efforts. So what if i miss you, our affinity just ends here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-115059489885852018?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115059489885852018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115059489885852018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115059489885852018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115059489885852018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-not-giving-up.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-115028992794080016</id><published>2006-06-14T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T06:04:19.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the &lt;u&gt;world &lt;/u&gt;sweetie where being yourself isnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay. I've finally decided to update. Anyway im soooo excited about saturday. It's gonna be such &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;brilliant fun&lt;/span&gt; and not only that, i can finally see my sweethearts after a separation of 7 months. Im soo psyched! I know the whole idea of watching sesame street characters prancing across the stage doesnt sounds like any fun but still, it's gonna be a real laugh and after the whole concert, we are just going to chill out. Okay, i shall stop making everyone else jealous! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, went back to school for camp preparation. So yes, the process of pitching the tent is so hilarious((: And after that, i went orchid country club for training and i told coach i have to miss training for 3 days because of camp and it's compulsory. And he started giving me a long lecture of how important trainings are and camping is just totally useless. I was sooo &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt; pissed off with him okay. I could have told him to shutup and be all abusive and violent. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oops! does that sounds like someone i know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But he was really unreasonable and he scolded me in front of the whole team and i didnt even did anything wrong. Ohwell. He always puts me in a bad and grouchy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about that. Oh and can i repeat again? Im sooo thrilled at the thought of this coming saturday! And i'll make sure i give each of them a &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;HUMONGOUS&lt;/span&gt; hug and a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;SMOOCH&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. I bet audrey would love it but cynthia is so conservative. THE WORRIES OF AN AGING PERSON. hahah! Okay. Shall update again soon, after saturday. And i shall fill you up with details of my fabulous weekend! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/21737467-115028992794080016?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/115028992794080016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=115028992794080016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115028992794080016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/115028992794080016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/06/welcome-to-world-sweetie-w_115028992794080016.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114931400510772232</id><published>2006-06-06T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T03:23:22.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE POOR. IT'S CHEAPER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;instructions:&lt;br /&gt;[1] You have to make at least 8 points of your ideal &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[2] HAVE to mention gender&lt;br /&gt;[3] tag 8 other friends to do it&lt;br /&gt;[4] if you're tagged again.. there is NO NEED to do this again&lt;br /&gt;[5] HAVE FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[male]&lt;br /&gt;1. reliable&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;humorous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3. sporty&lt;br /&gt;4. thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hunk&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. must be able to satisfy my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;material needs&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;C'mon, like you're not materialistic right(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;8. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chatty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; please. &lt;u&gt;i cant survive the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im not tagging that 8 &lt;strike&gt;fortunate&lt;/strike&gt; people to do this. Im breaking all the rules again! (: And i dont agree with rule number &lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, im not having fun!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a whole lot&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AUDREY POON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CHOW YEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for making me do this! ): Im happily single and lovin it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher is with me now and we had so much doing all the crap! And we found out our SEXY names!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Carolina Fontana&lt;br /&gt;sher: Nathalia Cavalcanti&lt;br /&gt;zoe: Maryeva Sarahyba&lt;br /&gt;yiying: Ana Luisa Nanini&lt;br /&gt;mel: Danyela Pexie&lt;br /&gt;rachel: Lisandra de Roraima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE. Isnt it so &lt;em&gt;mucho sexxaye&lt;/em&gt;?!(: So today we all meet up to do history project. And Sally and Sher lost their way so me and tiger had to go and pick them up. WHAHAHAH! So after me zoe sher and tiger got a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lashing&lt;/span&gt; from a librarian for talking and laughing too loudly. HAHAHHA. We've got loud voices! (: Then before going home, me and sher went to get our &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;bubble tea &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SWEET TALK.&lt;/span&gt; We almost lost our way again. HAHAHAHA. Then sher and i went to borrow umbrella from my aunt then she came over to my house which was really FUNN. And we discovered so much from doing all the lame quizes. And we had a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOT GOSSIP&lt;/span&gt; session. Oh and we ordered pizza and macs delivery! &lt;strong&gt;NICEE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So i cant go to the class gathering. Howsad. Thanks to all the damn shitty projects. Okay. taa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114931400510772232?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114931400510772232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114931400510772232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114931400510772232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114931400510772232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-poor.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114904447735595204</id><published>2006-05-31T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T04:37:43.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ON A &lt;u&gt;DIFFERENT&lt;/u&gt; TRACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on a shopping spree today and mom sponsored 300 bucks which really isnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;i have got like a list of things i need to get and it's way past the budget but it's okay, you&lt;br /&gt;just cant help &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;splurging&lt;/span&gt; when it's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUMMER&lt;/span&gt; right? HAHAHHA! And i got that Mjphosis high heel for Mom's bday and i wanted to get this Mambo polo tee for Dad cos father's day is almost here but Mom dont trust my taste so we got him a billabong one instead. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HEY IM NOT COMPLAINING! THE BILLABONG ONE  IS A FEW BUCKS CHEAPER((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sis is contributing too. Or rather, i'll get her to &lt;strong&gt;SHARE&lt;/strong&gt; the cost. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so after today, i shall declare bankrupt cos not only that, but my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;absolutely loved ones'&lt;/span&gt; bdays are here too! So my&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; grumpy&lt;/span&gt; Rachel Fong's bday is on the 9th, Mel's on the 18th and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;growly&lt;/span&gt; tiger, Yiying's on the 21st. All lined up in a row. See how much i love you guys?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to my glamorous summer, stuck with &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; chinese books to read and assignments on&lt;br /&gt;them. Have not started on either one yet and im not planning to! Okay, confession. i have&lt;br /&gt;tried one. Just the first line and i got so fustrated with it cos i dont understand that i just&lt;br /&gt;threw it aside. See how chinese books always sets you off in a terrible mood? So yeah, i know you totally agree unless you are a devoted chinese reader. Weird case. I 've never had THAT&lt;br /&gt;MUCH difficulty with the subject before:/ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my chinese language is a c grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you should try digesting this poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A friend who is always near&lt;br /&gt;Is not a friend who is always dear&lt;br /&gt;But a friend that you miss for years&lt;br /&gt;May be a friend of blood and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it so sad? AudreyPonniepoon wrote that. No, im not getting all poetic and im not a poetic freak either! HAHAHHA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im going to try pleading &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHERLYNN YAP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'S mom- to let sher come out with the rest of us. Im demanding that sher should come out with us or it'll be no fun): And AudreyPoon should come too! Right after her piano exam or something.&lt;br /&gt;Stopping here cos im getting nowhere. HAHAHHHA. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114904447735595204?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114904447735595204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114904447735595204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114904447735595204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114904447735595204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-different-track-went-on-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114865042573751142</id><published>2006-05-26T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T06:37:07.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IM SEARCHING FOR THE &lt;u&gt;RIGHT&lt;/u&gt; BUT IT KEEPS &lt;em&gt;AVOIDING&lt;/em&gt; ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaee. So the holidays has officially started. Dont worry, i have no plans of studying. HAHAHAHHA. Okay so back to my day. Went to school to have a math copying session &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/strong&gt; Didnt bring my math textbook home so i cant do anything. HAHAHHA. Yes, im a total &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;slacker.&lt;/span&gt; So i was feeling really excited and happy until Ah-sin asked Mrs Tan about the report books. And Mrs Tan said we will be getting back our report books after operation clean-up. Shit. Just when im getting really&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt; So music was FUNN. We all had a good time doing all the hand actions. Math was the usual. Mr Yap was being so bloody boring like always):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS. Went crazy in the water fight again. Tiger poured the whole bottle of water on me. And Zoe did the same. So i did that to them too. HAHAHAHHA(: And the sec 3s saw us having fun and they had water fights too. HAHAHAHHA. And the whole classroom was FLOODED. Oh. The grass patch was slippery. After that, Rachel joined in and Mel watched us. And. I was soo jealous of Mel's dry pinafore that i wet her abit too. HAHAHAHHA. &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Evil me&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was&lt;strong&gt; OPERATION CLEAN-UP. &lt;/strong&gt;We poured buckets of water across the floor and i went bonkers. Took off my socks and bounced in the water. And we went wiping other people's legs too! Zoe started THAT. OOH. And we threw wet dirty rags around too! Then. Mdm Lenny came and told us to shutup and after she left, the class was in chaos again. Mdm Lenny came again and threatened us. HMPH! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;KILLJOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan came and gave us our result slips. Shit. It was HORRIBLE. Here's the remark she made about me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Belinda participates well in group discussions and gets along well with her classmates but tends to talk too much during class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;FINE. My highest was Literature. SCREWED UP MY SCIENCE REAL BADLY. SHITSHITSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Annabelle wants me to go with her but i refused. HAHAHAHHA. Went to meet mom and her friends at centrepoint. AND. I have to carry a whole box of books to meet her at orchard. Then i met Rina so we went towning together instead.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Here was my day. &lt;em&gt;STILL HAVENT SHOW THE DAMN REPORT BOOK TO MOM AND DAD YET.&lt;/em&gt; AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorrow in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114865042573751142?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114865042573751142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114865042573751142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114865042573751142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114865042573751142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-searching-for-right-but-it-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114847875611099421</id><published>2006-05-24T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T07:07:33.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STRETCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YOUR LUNGS BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Last week of school. Shit. I so cant wait. So anyway, last sunday was totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FUNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Went Rachel's house and me zoe and melissa had such a BRILLIANT time. And i think zoe should learn to shut her mouth when she's eating. So we were like eating chocolate with marshmallow ice-cream and know what she did? She uses the spoon and BEAT the ice-cream till LIQUID. And i was giving her that LOOK. And she burst out laughing, spitting chocolate liquid over a &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;DISTANCE&lt;/span&gt; to melissa. HAHAHAH. Mel was sooo pissed. Played basketball after that(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So Ms Tee is officially picking on me. She loves calling my name): Lets see. My name was repeated by her for 9 times in a single lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had water fight during recess today. We were all drenched. Especially Yiying. HAHAHAH! Rachel me zoe and yiying were all targeting at Shurui. &lt;strong&gt;Poor Monkey baby!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Zoe for her to finish science remedial and then we all went home together- lynette jiayi tiger. Ended up walking the ultra long way, thanks to jiayi's &lt;em&gt;BRILLIANT SUGGESTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And i shared a chocolate milkshake with Zoe. Yiying's ice blended was sooo tempting! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Going to the Sesame Street concert at Downtown East with melissa rachel and tiger. HAHAHHA! Daddy works in SIA and so we have free tickets! So great huh(: Stop rolling your eyes! You know you LOVE sesame street so badly! HAHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. Ooh. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Team Singapore&lt;/span&gt; rocks so HARD yeah? BUTTERFLY STROKES! HAHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;You guys probably dont understand but ohwell, it isnt meant to be understood. Hahah! TIGER! ZOE POH! You guys love Team Singapore sooo MUCH HUH. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont wanna be the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114847875611099421?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114847875611099421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114847875611099421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114847875611099421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114847875611099421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/stretch-your-lungs-baby-oh-yeah_24.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114804977823798825</id><published>2006-05-19T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T07:39:29.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHANGING FACES.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;CAN YOU PREDICT?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. Chowy wants me to do this. I think i have seen this one before. Quite an old one though. But nvm. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things that makes me smile/laugh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clique&lt;br /&gt;holidays&lt;br /&gt;goofy jokes&lt;br /&gt;sweets!&lt;br /&gt;dancing!&lt;br /&gt;nipple yeo! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;singing LOUDLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 ways to let me warm up to you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a real laugh&lt;br /&gt;be nice(:&lt;br /&gt;be yourself(:&lt;br /&gt;be EXCITING!&lt;br /&gt;BRIBE ME. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;understanding&lt;br /&gt;be a chatterbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 people i trust&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sher&lt;br /&gt;chowy!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;jiayi!&lt;br /&gt;corinne&lt;br /&gt;cynthia&lt;br /&gt;germaine&lt;br /&gt;genevieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things i do everyday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online&lt;br /&gt;scream&lt;br /&gt;argue with my sis&lt;br /&gt;laugh&lt;br /&gt;doodle&lt;br /&gt;blast my room with MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;talk to someone on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 people i want to see now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cynthia&lt;br /&gt;genevieve&lt;br /&gt;chowy&lt;br /&gt;PERVERTED weee!&lt;br /&gt;zoe! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;HILARIOUS jz!&lt;br /&gt;audreyP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 people who should do this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE! IM GOING TO STOP THIS CYCLE! HOW ANNOYING. THANKS ALOT CHOWY! HAHAHAH! okay. So i went home pretty early today and after eating medicine, i slept like a zombie. From 2-5pm. Hahahah! After dad arrived home from work, we all went bugis for dinner. Went wisma and paragon after dinner but i was dead beat so it wasnt any fun:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114804977823798825?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114804977823798825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114804977823798825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114804977823798825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114804977823798825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/changing-faces_19.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114795853893074997</id><published>2006-05-18T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T06:24:05.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IT'S SO HARD TO STAND YOUR GROUND WHEN YOU'RE &lt;em&gt;AFRAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So the Black Beauty was pure stupid. Like seriously. Touching? Moving? MY ASS. Okay. so i really wasnt in the mood to watch it cos im suffering from gastric. HAH. And the whole time, i was watching these two horses and Ginger or &lt;em&gt;whatever shit&lt;/em&gt; died in the end. I wasnt even moved okay :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netball during PE today. Not great. Cos we stopped the game halfway:( And Ms Lim is officially going away at the end of July. And Mrs Kong is taking over. &lt;em&gt;Mrs Kong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Uhh. So i managed to finish my chinese essay which was due last month. And Ms Lee was highly impressed that i finally handed in? Hahahah! Screwed up my chinese CA real badly. Not great.&lt;br /&gt;But i shant complained. Cos what have i been doing during chinese class? Spending my time at toilets, passing notes, talking to sher and ngee ping, holding a debate with Zoe and basically, DOING NOTHING. Ohwell:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was great. Went home with yiying jiayi and lynette. Yiying and i went to get our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;slurpees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as usual. Im currently suffering from a bad sore throat. I bet i'll be croaking away during music tmw. HAHAH. And im feeling abit weird. Like a slight fever. Think i'll not go for CCA tmw. BUT. I cant miss badminton. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the performance on Monday was great. Dad picked me and sher up after that. Okay. Not much elaboration cos im to lazy to put everything down here. HAHAHAH. BYEE! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114795853893074997?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114795853893074997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114795853893074997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114795853893074997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114795853893074997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-so-hard-to-stand-your-ground-when.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114761367649941254</id><published>2006-05-13T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T06:36:02.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/640/6hi!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/320/6hi%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6hibiscus' 05! my lovely mates(: &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114761367649941254?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114761367649941254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114761367649941254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114761367649941254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114761367649941254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/6hibiscus-05-my-lovely-mates.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114753126219529176</id><published>2006-05-13T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T07:44:48.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERE IS A LITTLE TRUTH BEHIND EVERY JUST KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back home from granny's house to celebrate mother's day! It was great(: We watched videos and i ate sooo much! HAHA. me sis and ham ate soo much durians. and the boys hate them so much cos they were convinced that durians stink. so i purposely wave my durian in front of their noses. HAHAHAH! and. i got bullied my my little cousin! and he's only primary 1 okay. mygod. wanted to go outside, beside AHS and go to our favourite spot and have fun but it was raining :( nvm. wanted to get granny a bouquet of roses but i realized that i was BROKE. so great huh:(&lt;br /&gt;and ytd was crap. mom dragged me to go expo cos there's some sales. dont even want to go. and i kept repeating that i'll rather go to the town. i think mom's going bonkers. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;germaine stood me up. hmph! but she promised she'll go out with me on monday with isabel. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;FABULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and thursday was fantastic too! it was Ms Gill's last day in school so we planned a surprise for her! thanks to sally and my brilliant idea! hahah! we hid outside the class after recess and Ms Gill came in and found out that the class was empty! (: but the sec 2s kind of ruined our fun. not entirely though. so. we were allowed to have funn and we took so many photos and videos! too lazy to post them up here though. Zoe insisted that i shouldnt but im still going to. so. TOO BAD. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TOP TIPS FOR MAKING THE MOST OF YOURSELF(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. stand up straight. Dont slouch or hunch over. Go on and strut your stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat healthy food. Hair and skin glow on a good diet and are dull on a stodgy junk-food diet. ( i personally dont recommend this one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have regular pampering sessions, even if they are DIY at home. You'll get the idea that you're worth it then others will pick up on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Save up and buy one wonderful item that makes you feel fabulous whenever you put it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wear underwear that fits properly and looks good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Think positively. Your expression is the one that people see first. If you are miserable and bored with yourself, others will pick up on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Invest in a fab pair of sunglasses for days when you are tired and not at your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Be confident. Believe in yourself. Everyone has it in them to look wonderful in their own individual way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Find out what suits you as an individual. A designer label doesnt guarantee it would look good on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;THERE. isnt it so useful. yes. thats all. byee(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114753126219529176?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114753126219529176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114753126219529176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114753126219529176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114753126219529176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/there-is-little-truth-behind-every.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114716571425462955</id><published>2006-05-09T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T02:08:34.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;COME ON JUST SAY IT! YOU NEED ME LIKE A &lt;u&gt;BAD HABIT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yeah. so glad that everything is quite okay now. it started off pretty rough though. met mel and zoe yesterday morning at the foyer before going to class. cos we were too scared of HER. and we stopped outside the class to discuss a bit like how should we deal with this matter. so yup. it was HORRIBLE cos we were ignoring her. and during robotics, she cried cos we were hurtful. and i felt soo BAD. but i felt pissed at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;you are not the only one who has emotions! go ahead and cry then!you are the one who put me through this! im so emotionally worn-out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PE was fun. sher me sally zoe and mel played netball.  and after that, we went back to class. she was there. dont really know how this whole thing started but we all got into this MASSIVE ARGUEMENT. she cried. mel went outside and she wept too. and i felt so TORN-APART. and i got so misunderstood that i cried a bit too. zoe was blabbering away. it DOESNT HELP. and shurui was being such an EXTRA. she cried even harder. AND I WAS REALLY REALLY EXASPERATED. YES. so i said sorry EVEN THOUGH IT WASNT MY FAULT BUT I FELT AWFUL FOR MAKING HER CRY. and i expect her to push me away and tell me to shutup or smth. but she didnt. she touched my arm and apologized too. and mel forgave her too. AND WE ALL MADE UP which was GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was good. especially the part when rachel was telling me the HOT GOSSIPS. haha! VERY INTERESTING! AND I DEMANDED MORE. HAHAHAHA!  OH! and i got back my chinese paper. I DID SOOO BADLY! SCREW IT. IM SOOOO GONNA DIE. and before that, after math, me zoe and mel went up to look for melody. and we spent so much time talking there! until we realized that we were REALLY LATE for chinese class! haha! and so i suggested that we skipped it altogether but they refused cos they were too frightened. MASSIVE DISAPPOINTMENT. OOH and melody knew about THAT too! how did she know! HUH!&lt;br /&gt;AND.. germaine is towning with me on friday! WE ARE DOING SOME LAST MINUTE MOTHER'S DAY SHOPPING! HAHAHAH! IM ALWAYS LIKE THAT. going off now. byee(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114716571425462955?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114716571425462955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114716571425462955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114716571425462955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114716571425462955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/come-on-just-say-it-you-need-me-like.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114690934652634684</id><published>2006-05-06T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T07:10:52.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;34 muscles to frown. 4 muscles to stick up my &lt;u&gt;middle finger&lt;/u&gt; and tell them to BITE me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got rid of that post yesterday. like what can i say?&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but get over it saddo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;uhh well. like how much i realized. and the ugly truth. but im not going to be miserable anymore (:&lt;br /&gt;and i think we've cleared things up. i hope. after about 4 hours of talking. yes im going to be forgiving cos it isnt worth me thinking over or crying over. OHWELL. and zoe. im going to keep my mouth shut. I DONT GO AROUND WRECKING FRIENDSHIPS. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever is the case, im still so shocked. SERIOUS CASE. like can you imagine? your closest friend stabbing you in the back countless times. i seriously dont get it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i trust you so much. how can you do this to me? i've done nothing to hurt you or harm you. so why do you caused my heart to fall into pieces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;IM STILL IN A STUPOR CONDITION. I DONT THINK I CAN RECOVER THAT FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;i know i can forgive her. i know i can get a solution. but i need your help. enable me to think properly. let me accept her flaws as im not perfect myself. let me accept the inevitable graciously. most importantly, let me forget the unpleasant momories and totally FORGIVE her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;OH AND I NEED TO THANK ALOT OF PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel: thanks for the concern but im fine now. anyway, nope. im not pissed with her and yes, im going to forgive her(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sherlynn: thanks for being by my side all these while. you've been a great source of support. loveya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuyin: thanks for listening. and the great tips too! i know you'll understand. you are a gem! and im so glad i talked to you too! you made me feel so MUCH better. loveya!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;germaine: thanks for trying to help but you cant be of any help. HAHA. uhh no! i believe chowy is still as nice and cheerful like before. dont listen to what other people say okay. they are just rumors.yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayi: thanks your company during that saddening period of time. and for listening to me moan too! I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH! and yes, the lit period was hilarious! but i feel BAADD for upsetting HER. AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoe and mel: thanks for telling me the whole truth. i appreciate it even though it's awful to know but i can accept it. glad we are back friends alrd. LOVE YOU GUYS. let's not get our friendship all wrecked up because of some people around us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE. im done. but im still so confused. like i dont know who i can trust now. how would i know if they are true friends? but still because of YOU// im more aware. you made me see the nature of humans. THANKS A WHOLE LOT. i think i'll miss your company like how we used to have a laugh about everything. cos IM CONVINCED THAT THINGS WILL NOT BE THE SAME AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I SWEAR I'LL BE OKAY:/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114690934652634684?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114690934652634684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114690934652634684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114690934652634684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114690934652634684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/34-muscles-to-frown.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114655949203094775</id><published>2006-05-02T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T02:15:25.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT LET MY ATTITUDE &lt;u&gt;BLOW&lt;/u&gt; YOU AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;arrived in school today to find that everyone was busy studying math. AHH. i had enough. i've been working out math sums since last saturday. and zoe looked really worried and she told me she was in a i-dont-want-to-talk mood. so fine, i went yakking away with mel and yy. anyway, the math ca wasnt as hard as expected. i think i can at least PASS. yup.&lt;br /&gt;mr teo told us about this sec2 girl who made french fries for her toy during DNT. and i thought it sounded really familiar. then i remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was shoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HAHA. so anyway the math ca is over! im back to my usual self again! HAH. and you know i actually refused to go watch aquamarine with yy and zoe on monday cos i wanna study at home. then i told zoe i dont feel like going out and she didnt too. BUT NOW IM DYING TO GO OUT AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;zoe sher mel sally and me got into trouble with the damn chinese teacher. she said she was going to complain about us. SIGH. AND,, ms gill told us that more than 60% of the class flunk history. AHH. I WANNA DIE. but dont stress, im actually quite excited to get it back. yes! oh. and i have already flunk part of my homecons. i've got 6.5/ 15 for the patchwork thing. cos it was incomplete. and yes, im THAT bad with the sewing machine. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im giving mrs tan a bad impression cos of my brilliant ideas like the fried banana story and me SHOUTING ALOT IN CLASS. it's really scary cos im used to shouting out in class and turning to whoever is around me and started talking away. i wish she could turned her attention away from me zoe and yy. it's so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,, there's something i have been wondering about. like i saw this middle-aged man reaching out fot a packet of condoms in the mart. okay. let me replay the conversation for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: how do you use THEM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM: (taken aback) i dont know. how would i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: and,, i have noticed that condoms have different flavors like strawberry and all the others. how do you actually taste the flavor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM:( giggle) uh huh. i really dont know. only men use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: HUH! really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN AT THE CASHIER: (smile at me) why dont you ask your dad? ( giggle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: so dad knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM: uhh. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: you mean he has actually tried them before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM: (shakes head. sigh) do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM: cos not. can you stop asking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: but why not? why cant i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM: ask your teacher(laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: huh! no way! (pause)okay. maybe i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM: (laugh loudly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;that reminds me of jas. like she almost bought a packet of condoms cos she thought it was sweets. AHH. and i didnt know that until she told me. and that was in primary 5. i thought it was sweets all along too! HAHAHA. innocent huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i dont think im ever going to know anyway. oh and did i mention! that me yy and rachel were singing throughout history today! it was FUN! we were singing HIPS DONT LIE,, PUT YOUR RECORDS ON,,GOOD DAY and i cant really remember the rest. and i realized something! that rachel really cant sing. HAHAHAH. okay. byee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114655949203094775?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114655949203094775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114655949203094775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114655949203094775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114655949203094775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/05/dont-let-my-attitude-blow-you-away.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114622688265100450</id><published>2006-04-28T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:31:13.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S WRONG TO WALK AWAY KNOWING THAT YOU HAVE SO &lt;u&gt;MUCH MORE&lt;/u&gt; TO SAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;went yoga with mom today. i could do like everything! okay maybe not but im way better than mom. HAHA. pathetic. im currently on watching the big game with dad. CHELSEA AGAINST MANCHESTER UNITED! CHELSEA IS CURRENTLY LEADING: 3-0. haha. dad supports CHELSEA but i dont know anything, i'll just follow on cos im clueless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;just tuesday, sher zoe and me went home together after the science CA which ended really late and zoe and i wanted to eat at macs. oh yes and zoe pleaded me to treat her DOUBLE-FILLET-O-FISH. and me, being so nice, agreed cos i dont want to see her begging in the streets. HAHA. and she repaid my kindness by stealing my fries! hmph. yup. SHE IS A GLUTTON! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and mr yap wanted us to do at least 20 algebra questions per day . and he wanted evidence. he printed like 300 questions for us to do and he practically photocopied the whole sec2 textbook for us. wth. so on thursday, after school, me and sher did some questions together. math session! AND IT WAS SO UNSUCCESSFUL but still :/ AHH. this isnt me! im becoming so dilligent like sher and sally. NOO! UGH but i think it is only for the time being. i'll be back to my NORMAL SELF after the math ca. HAHA. im currently on my 104th question after 2 days. yes. im so proud of myself. WHOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was okay. although i think the motivation talk is too long and took up our recess time. yes. ooh but the video clips are so amazing and meaningful. and after school, mel went PP but we dont wanna go. yup. sher went to her mom's office and zoe and sally followed. me and yiying went to eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;mdm Lenny came over to me . ugh. cos i was wearing this HOT PINK band around my wrist and she came over and had a good look at it then she looked at my socks and stared at me disapprovingly and she walked away. AHH.&lt;br /&gt;and i made mr chia pissed. cos he was trying to teach and i was giving him a long lecture on saving paper. YES. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT WORRY ZOE. I WILL BURN PAPER NIKE SHOES FOR YOU. YAY. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114622688265100450?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114622688265100450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114622688265100450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114622688265100450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114622688265100450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-wrong-to-walk-away-knowing-that.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114562065778080792</id><published>2006-04-21T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T17:54:20.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT WALK INTO MY LIFE. IT MAY BE THREATENING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. in an awful mood today. started feeling terrible after music which was really bad cos it was only the starting of the day. forgot to bring my PE shirt for training after cca today so i went to buy one with sher. hm. everything just isnt going right. robotics was crap too. but it made me laughed a bit watching our Harry which was totally hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;after school, went back class. which was also when i felt so exhausted and depressed. and mel said bye to me and i didnt respond. still did not answer her when she said goodbye to me again. and she thought im pissed off with her which im not. so sorry if my horrible attitude made you upset. even zoe said im in a grumpy mood today which wasnt quite true cos i wasnt grumpy like sher is everytime. HAHA. it was just one of my very occasional quiet-sad-tired days which HARDLY happens to me. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I JUST NEED SOMEONE TO BE THERE FOR ME. I NEED SOMEONE WHO IS TRUELY CONCERNED FOR ME AND SOMEONE WHO TAKES THE TIME TO MAKE SURE IM OKAY AND THAT THINGS ARE ALL RIGHT FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cca was terrible too. dont even want to talk about it. yes. and badminton was so tough too. thanks to coach. arrgh. GOD. like how glamorous my life is right now. shit. and now i have absolutely no one to moan to. except maybe sher. but ohwell. she's having a tough time in softball too so i shall just keep my mouth &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TIGHT SHUT&lt;/span&gt; than moaning to her. and the only thing i have right now is the comp screen staring back at me. HOW COLD. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was okay. zoe started sending me stupid smses during lit and after ms izrina left, i sent her my music and i think zoe's phone is really terrible cos it takes forever for her phone to receive 1 song. HAHA. assembly was so seriously reatarded. but thank god for jiayi, i have her to talk to. yeah. and i think i almost fell asleep. HAHA. PE was funfun. played a basketball match and yes, im supposed to tackle ng jin right, but i swear she was just being a piece of wooden block standing in the middle of the court so i gave up on her. seriously. will some people ever be alive. ALIVE. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days are pretty scary. like mrs tan changed zoe's seat cos she was talking too much to yiying, me, mel and dru. she's now situated at the other end of us. howsad. and mrs tan started looking out for me and i think im the next victim. she almost changed my seat which im really contended with. i was talking and talking when mrs tan started looking at me and i decided not to take a risk so i shuddup. and yiying was so scared! cos she thought mrs tan was going to changed my seat and somebody who is &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nerdified&lt;/span&gt; is going to sit next to her. HAHA. damn. okay. i guess i cant SHUT my mouth. i always burst out something or shout out in class and zoe's job is to tell me to shut up. mel can testify. HAHA. i have strong feelings against &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;vandalism&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA. SO FUNNY. okay. shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;IT'S TIME TO CONSULT THE STARS&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/21737467-114562065778080792?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114562065778080792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114562065778080792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114562065778080792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114562065778080792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-walk-into-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114544352763248434</id><published>2006-04-19T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T04:46:03.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I STILL LOVE YOU DESPITE ALL THE FACTORS THAT MADE IT SO HARD TO SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so flustered because of the spring test. like mr chia came down after art and said we are going to be tested on sec2 chapter 5. wth. and i studied during chinese which wasnt any use cos it's such a killer and im gonna flunk it.&lt;br /&gt;went out for lunch with yiying. and. i was made to eat at the bloody foodcourt with yiying! wtf. there's like absolutely nothing there but yy wanted to eat there so desperately. hmph! so yes, we couldnt decide where to eat cos i disagreed with the foodcourt idea and she disagreed with mine so i gave in. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes! then we were at interchange right, i saw my dearie geneveive! seriously, im not kidding. im so surprised okay. OMG. fate again. it has been so long. oh. she is just this junior from sac whom i totally love. WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;oh right. yiying and i were standing at the 29 queue when this indian lady turned around and started asking stuff about our school. so annoying. she asked about ms terry and our aggregate for PSLEs which was confidential. told her that i dont wished to reveal anything. freaking pissed off. oh yeah. the ride home was hilarious too. hahaha! we were giggling the whole time. haha!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. there isnt any more CAS for the rest of this week except english comprehension which wasnt going to be that hard. ohwell. im so damn shitty exhausted. yes. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114544352763248434?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114544352763248434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114544352763248434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114544352763248434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114544352763248434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-still-love-you-despite-all-factors.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114526568940127954</id><published>2006-04-17T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:14:02.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YOU DONT REALLY KNOW WHAT YOU'VE GOT TILL IT'S GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JZ&lt;/strong&gt;- HEY YOU:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RINA&lt;/strong&gt;- HAHA YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GERMAINE&lt;/strong&gt;- YOU ARE LINKED AND DO YOU KNOW I'VE ALREADY TAGGED ALOT IN YOUR BLOG? AND. YOUR NAME ISNT IN BOLD. IT'S IN CAPS JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEE&lt;/strong&gt;- OH YEAH. SORRY THAT I LINKED YOU WRONGLY. IT'S CORRECTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEL&lt;/strong&gt;- YES I KNOW! WHEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMANDA&lt;/strong&gt;- OH OKAY. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEEE!-&lt;/strong&gt; OH YES. HAHA. WE ARE BEING EVIL. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOO&lt;/strong&gt;- WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY IT'S SO ME? OKAY I'LL TAG BACK! LOVEYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHURUI&lt;/strong&gt;- HAHA NO WAY! IT SHALL REMAIN AS LEO. WHEEE! LOVEYA BABE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S TALK SESSION SUCKS OKAY. I WAS LAUGHING WHEN MRS YEO WENT: BELINDA.... SO THREATENING. SO I SHUT UP. I CANT BELIEVED HOW MEAN SHE IS OKAY. WHY CANT I LAUGH ANYWAY. AND I'LL NEVER SIT BESIDE SHER OR ZOE AGAIN COS THEY ARE WHY I LAUGHED. AND ONCE, WHEN WE REACHED A TOPIC, MY EYES MET YIYING'S AND I STARTED LAUGHING AGAIN AND YIYING WAS TRYING REALLY HARD NOT TO LAUGH BUT FAILED. HAHAHA! AND MRS YEO WAS STARING AT ME FOR THE WHOLE TIME AND SHE WAS LIKE: THIS IS A SERIOUS MATTER SO PLEASE TAKE IT SERIOUSLY. WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;AM INCREDIBLY SLEEPY AFTER THE TALK. POORPOOR YIYING HAS GOT A FEVER AND THE BOTH OF US WERE LIKE LYING OUR HEADS ON THE TABLES THROUGHOUT SCIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE COMPO CA WAS CRAP. DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HELL WAS THE TOPIC ABOUT. SHIT. IM SO GONNA FLUNK IT BUT I DONT CARE. WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;I BET SHER WOULD NEVER WANT TO GO HOME WITH ME AGAIN COS I ALWAYS EMBARRSSED HER. HAHA! I LOVE SHER! HAHAHAHA! MRS TAN STILL DO NOT KNOW OF ME PLAYING TRUANCY. DUMB. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. GOTTA RUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114526568940127954?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114526568940127954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114526568940127954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114526568940127954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114526568940127954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-dont-really-know-what-youve-got.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114506325171224792</id><published>2006-04-15T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T05:07:01.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DONT EXPECT ME TO BE THERE FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST YESTERDAY, I REALIZED THAT I'VE WASTING MY TIME AND SPENDING MY PAST FEW MONTHS LIKE AN IDIOT. SERIOUSLY. I'VE BEEN TOO CONCERNED OF THEIR FEELINGS THAT I'VE BEEN NEGLECTING MY OWN FEELINGS. LIKE HOW I ACTUALLY FEEL DEEP DOWN. I NEED TO THINK ABOUT BEING TRUE TO MYSELF. NOT THAT I'VE BEEN SPENDING MY WHOLE LIFE KEEPING THE PEACE AND MAKING SURE EVERYONE IS ALL RIGHT BUT STILL, IM SO NOT MYSELF THESE DAYS. OHWELL. IT'S TIME FOR A GOOD CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD CASE. I ALWAYS FEEL WISE AFTER TALKING TO STAR. SHE HAS THIS GREAT IMPACT ON ME. HM. MOM WANTS ME TO GO OUT SHOPPING WITH HER TODAY AND THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I DONT FEEL LIKE GOING OUT. I JUST WANT TO SPEND MY TIME AT HOME MOPPING AROUND AND FEEL MISERABLE. YES. REALLY. AND TO THINK ADELINE SAID I SOUNDED LIKE IM IN A GOOD MOOD. HMPH! NO IM NOT. I JUST DONT LIKE TO VENT MY FUSTRATIONS ON MY FRIENDS. OKAY. IM OFF HERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114506325171224792?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114506325171224792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114506325171224792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114506325171224792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114506325171224792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-expect-me-to-be-there-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114466016050945103</id><published>2006-04-10T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T02:42:16.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SHOULD GET USE TO THIS LIFE. AFTER ALL THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PLAYED TRUANCY TODAY. HOWGREAT HUH. DONT FEEL LIKE ATTENDING THE VOICE TRAINING COURSE SO I SKIPPED IT. I DONT THINK MY REASON IS VALID BUT OHWELL. IT'S LIKE THE WHOLE LOT OF US SKIPPED IT TOGETHER. OKAY. MAYBE NOT WHOLE LOT. THERE ARE STILL SOME GOOD GIRLS ATTENDING IT.HAHA! NO WAY AM I GOING TO ATTEND THAT DUMB THING WITHOUT MEMORIZING THAT POEM AND MAKING A FOOL OUT OF MYSELF. YES. SO ANYWAY, ME, SHURUI AND YIYING ESCAPED TO PARKWAY AND HAD OUR LUNCH AT PASTA MANIA. SO FUNNY. THAT PIZZA THAT WE ORDERED WAS LIKE SHOWERED WITH MUSHROOMS AND IT'S REALLY GROSS. AND YIYING IS MAKING ME JEALOUS COS SHE KEPT TAKING OUT HER PHONE AND I FORGOT TO BRING MINE TO SCHOOL. SO ANNOYING OKAY. I MISSED MY PHONE SO MUCH! HAHAHA! AND YIYING KEPT WORRYING ABOUT BEING FIND OUT FOR SKIPPING CLASS. YUP. AND IM GOING TO STOP TALKING ABOUT THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES.&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAPPY BDAY SHUYIN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; HAHA! OH TODAY'S ROBOTICS WAS SERIOUSLY BORING OKAY. BUT I LAUGHED ALOT. THAT MAN WAS LIKE STARING AND STARING AT ME, SHER, YIYING AND ZOE COS WE WERENT LISTENING AND WE WERE LIKE ENGAGING IN OUR OWN CONVERSATIONS. AND THERE'S ONCE WHEN THE MAN'S VOICE SUDDENLY BECAME SO DEEP AND GROWLY THAT ALL OF US GOT A FRIGHT. HAHA! SO HILARIOUS! AND I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I HAD TO STAY BACK IN SCHOOL TMW FOR THE 4PM APPOINTMENT. DONT FEEL LIKE GOING. AFTER ALL, ZOE EXPERIENCED IT MORE THAN I DO SO SHE SHOULD BE ABLE TO ELABORATE WITH ONLY SHE AND SHER RIGHT. ARRGH. I DONT KNOW. LIKE WHY THE HELL DID WE GET OURSELVES INTO THIS SITUATION IN THE FIRST PLACE ANYWAY. WHAT A WHOLE LOT OF TROUBLE NOW. SHIT. AND TMW'S THE PRACTICAL FOR HOMECONS! OH WTF. I TRIED EXPERIMENTING ON SUNDAY BUT IT TURNED OUT A MESS. AND I NEEDED LOTSA HELP FROM MY MOM. TOLD MEL ABOUT IT. SHE WAS LIKE SO IMPRESSED OKAY. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND CYNTHIA. YOU ARE SO NARROWMINDED OKAY. LIKE YOU ONLY HAVE TUNNEL-VIEW VISION. YOU'RE BEHAVING LIKE A TOTAL NO-BRAINER. HOWSAD. OKAY. IM MEAN. BUT IM SERIOUSLY PISSED OFF WITH YOUR POINT OF VIEW. LIKE WHY CANT YOU EVEN BE NICE FOR A SECOND? IM NOT SAYING THAT LIKE AS IF IM A SAINT OR SMTH BUT SINCE WE HARDLY EVER MEET OR TALK, WHY CANT YOU JUST BE A BIT NICER? I DONT WISH TO END UP ARGUING WITH YOU EVERYTIME WE TALKED BUT CAN YOU BE MORE TACTFUL? FOR MY SAKE? OHWELL THIS IS HARD. BUT RIGHT NOW, IM ACTUALLY FEELING QUITE GOOD SO I SHALL NOT LET THIS AFFECT MY MOOD. YESYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I SHOULD GET BACK TO MY HISTORY NOW! WHEE! HAHA! I SOUNDED SO EXCITED AT THE THOUGHT OF STUDYING RIGHT BUT TRUST ME, IM NOT. HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114466016050945103?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114466016050945103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114466016050945103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114466016050945103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114466016050945103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-should-get-use-to-this-life.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114447445635337826</id><published>2006-04-08T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:36:51.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH BABY WHEN YOU TALK LIKE THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAKE A WOMAN GO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BE&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;WISE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;AND KEEP ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READING THE SIGNS OF MY BODY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM ON TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW MY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HIPS DONT LIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM STARTING TO FEEL IT'S RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ATTRACTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, THE TENSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU SEE BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PERFECTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt; shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[ hips dont lie]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114447445635337826?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114447445635337826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114447445635337826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114447445635337826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114447445635337826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-baby-when-you-talk-like-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114413932184232009</id><published>2006-04-04T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:34:50.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YOU KNOW YOU CARRY A STENCH WHEN WE ALL AVOID YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THAT QUOTE ABOVE IS SPECIALLY DEDICATED TO SOMEONE. AND WE ALL KNOW WHO IS THAT, RIGHT ZOE? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;OH GOD, I'VE ACTUALLY THOUGHT OF GIVING UP BLOGGER TOTALLY BUT ZOE HAS BEEN NAGGING AT ME CONSTANTLY IN SCHOOL TO UPDATE AND MEL'S REMINDERS THAT I WILL BE SUCH A LETDOWN IF I STOP BLOGGING. SO HEY. IM BACK! HM. IT ISN'T A VERY LONG TIME SINCE I LAST UPDATED. ABOUT 1 WEEK. OKAY.SO ANYWAY, GEOG CA WASNT AS HARD AS I HAVE EXPECTED IT TO BE BUT STILL, I DONT THINK I'LL DO WELL. LIKE THOSE IGNEOUS ROCKS AND ALL THE SHIT. COMPLETE CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND CAN YOU BELIEVE? I ACTUALLY FORGET ABOUT MY SISTER'S BDAY? HAHA! AND LAST SUNDAY, WENT OVER TO MEL'S . WENT THERE TO FILM! SO FUNNY. TOTALLY DRAMATIC. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;OH AND YIYING CUT HER HAIR! URGHH! IT'S SO WEIRD! I NEED TIME TO GET USED TO IT. HAHA! BUT SERIOUSLY! IT'S SO NOT HER. HM.&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. AND HOW I LAUGHED AT THOSE PEOPLE WHO RESORTED TO TM IN THE END. OMFG. IT'S TOTALLY HILARIOUS. I BET THEY DID NOTHING THERE. TM HAS LIKE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OH YES! YESTERDAY'S VOICE TRAINING WORKSHOP WAS SO ANNOYING OKAY! MY FEET GOT SO TIRED AFTER STANDING UP FOR SO LONG THAT I TOOK OFF MY SHOES AND STOOD THERE WITH MY STINKY SOCKS. HAHAHA! AND I WAS SO DESPERATE TO GO HOME TO STUDY MY GEOG! BUT IT ENDED AT LIKE 5.35PM. AND I STILL HAVE TO WAIT FOR MY DAD TO COME TO FETCH ME. HMPH! AND YOU KNOW WHAT. AFTER DINNER, I WENT ONLINE INSTEAD. HAHA! AND I WAS TALKING TO SHUYIN AND STAR AND RINA ONLINE RIGHT, THEN MOM STARTED SHOUTING AT ME TO GET STARTED ON MY REVISION ON GEOG. SO ANNOYING. YEAH SO ANYWAY, I REACHED OUT FOR MY TEXTBOOK AND I FELT REALLY TIRED AND THEN I DECIDED THAT I SHOULD SLEEP EARLY SINCE I WAS SO SLEEPY AND I DID NOT STUDY MUCH FOR GEOG. BUT I WAS SO WORRIED THAT I WOULD FLUNK IT THAT I SET MY CELLPHONE ALARM TO 4.30 AM TO WAKE UP AND STUDY. BUT YOU KNOW WHEN THE ALARM SOUNDED, I WAS TOO LAZY TO GET UP SO EARLY TO STUDY SO I GAVE UP. HAHA! WHAT A DISASTER! OH AND THAT ZOE CALLED ME LAST NIGHT TO TELL ME THAT SHE LOST BOTH HER NAMETAGS. AND WE WERE CHATTING HALFWAY WHEN SHE TOLD ME SHE WANNA GO SHIT AND SHE'LL CALL ME BACK AFTER THAT. OMG. SO GROSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AND TODAY I MET AUDRE'S BRO. SO CUTE! HE IS REALLY CUTE AND FAT AND INNOCENT FOR A PRIMARY 5. HAHA! OKAY. I SHOULD GO NOW. BYEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114413932184232009?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114413932184232009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114413932184232009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114413932184232009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114413932184232009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-know-you-carry-stench-when-we-all.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114362773239381747</id><published>2006-03-29T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T06:53:36.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I DONT GO AROUND LOOKING FOR TROUBLE. IT'S THE OTHER WAY ROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HEYA! I SHALL POST PHOTOS WHICH WE TOOK ON MONDAY, DURING THE VOICE WORKSHOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114362773239381747?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114362773239381747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114362773239381747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362773239381747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362773239381747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-go-around-looking-for-trouble.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114362768149978433</id><published>2006-03-29T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:21:21.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/640/DSC00194.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/320/DSC00194.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. THIS ARE MY SAC MATES! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114362768149978433?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114362768149978433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114362768149978433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362768149978433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362768149978433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114362764899686165</id><published>2006-03-29T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:20:49.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/640/Stary.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/320/Stary.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR RETARDED FINGERS FORMING A STAR!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114362764899686165?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114362764899686165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114362764899686165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362764899686165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362764899686165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-retarded-fingers-forming-star.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114362758655983767</id><published>2006-03-29T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:19:46.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/640/Guess%20who.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/320/Guess%20who.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND ZOE POSING. HAHA. WHAT AN INSULT HUH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114362758655983767?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114362758655983767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114362758655983767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362758655983767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362758655983767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-and-zoe-posing.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114362753972328549</id><published>2006-03-29T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:18:59.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/640/Grpphoto%282%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/261/10320/320/Grpphoto%282%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the green babes! featuring: SHER, ZOE, MEL, ME, RACHEL AND YIYING!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114362753972328549?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114362753972328549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114362753972328549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362753972328549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114362753972328549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/green-babes-featuring-sher-zoe-mel-me.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114353568376648198</id><published>2006-03-28T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:49:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;DEAR GOD. THANK YOU FOR &lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;THEM&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;DID NOTHING IN HOMECONS TODAY. YOU KNOW I SPENT THE WHOLE LESSON WHICH WAS 2 HOURS, TALKING. MS SEAH WANTED US TO FINISH OUR PATCHWORK BUT I WAS REALLY TIRED OF IT SO I JUST CAST IT ASIDE. AND THEN I TURNED AROUND AND TALKED TO SHURUI AND THEN MEETRRA JOINED IN, THEN MEL CAME OVER. WE WERE TALKING WHEN SHURUI BROUGHT THE SUBJECT TO SENIORS SO I TOLD HER THAT SHOO SAID IM REALLY QUIET AND SHE WAS LIKE AWED AND WENT: REALLY! IF YOU'RE QUIET, THEN IM SUPERLY SILENT! HAHA! THEN WHEN WE'RE MATH CLASS, MR YAP WAS BEING REALLY ANNOYING. YOU KNOW HE THOUGHT IM DOING SOMETHING ELSE IN HIS CLASS JUST BECAUSE IM GRINNING?! AND CHINESE WAS A TOTAL MESS. LIKE ON OUR WAY THERE, ZOE KNOCKED OVER 2E1's POT OF CACTUS AND IT WAS A TOTAL DISASTER. THANK GOD THEY ARE NICE AND THEY WERE LIKE: NVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEPS. SO ANYWAY, DURING CHINESE, I WAS TALKING TO ZOE AND MS LEE GOT REALLY PISSED WITH US AND SHE TOLD ZOE TO STAND UP AND READ A PARAGRAGH. AND THEN SHE TOLD ME TO READ TOO. THEN I CAME ACROSS A WORD THAT IS TOTAL GREEK TO ME AND MS LEE WAS LIKE: I THOUGHT WE JUST LEARNT THAT IN THE CHAPTER BEFORE! AND I WAS LIKE: WHATEVER. IM NOT INTERESTED IN YOUR LESSON. OMF. CHINESE LESSONS ARE SO ANNOYING! IM BEGINNING TO DETEST THE SUBJECT COS I DONT UNDERSTAND IT AT ALL.LEGACY WAS PURE RUBBISH. MR TEO WAS BEING SERIOUSLY RETARDED AND HE KEPT TELLING US THAT HE IS MISERABLE AND HUNGRY. LIKE WHAT! HOW ANNOYING! WENT HOME WITH SHER TODAY WHICH WAS REALLY HILARIOUS! HAHA! SHER IS SO FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. AND DID I MENTION THAT YESTERDAY'S VOICE WORKSHOP WAS REALLY FUNFUN!!! MEL, RACHEL, YIYING, ZOE, SHER AND ME WERE TAKING PHOTOS THROUGHOUT THE LESSON! COS IT'S REALLY BORING AND WE STARTED WHIPPING OUT OUR PHONES AND SNAPPED SHOTS! I WANTED TO TAKE ONE WITH SHER BUT SHE'S CAM-SHY AND REFUSED! HAHA! AND SHURUI WANTED TO TAKE ONE WITH ME BUT I REJECTED EVEN THOUGH IM NOT SURE WHY. HAHA! YES, IM WEIRD. HAHAHA!!! OKIE. GOTTA GO NOW! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114353568376648198?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114353568376648198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114353568376648198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114353568376648198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114353568376648198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/dear-god_28.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114329371783834914</id><published>2006-03-25T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T00:38:48.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YOU WERE ONCE IMPORTANT TO ME. BUT NOW YOU ARE TOTALLY FORGOTTEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HEY! IM BACK. MOM DEMANDED THAT I SHOULD NOT GO ONLINE TOO OFTEN AFTER SHE SAW MY RESULT SLIP. AND SHE WENT ON AND ON ABOUT HOW I USED TO BE SO GOOD IN MY STUDIES AND THEN WHAT HAPPENED TO ME NOW??? AND SHE TOLD ME TO REFLECT AND ALL THOSE  STUFF.OHWELL.OKAY. SO HOW DO I EVEN MANAGED TO TYPE SOMETHING HERE EVEN THOUGH IM UNDER CLOSE MONITORING? MOM AND DAD WENT TO A FRIEND'S HOUSE SO &lt;em&gt;WHOOTS! &lt;/em&gt;IM HERE! HAHA. THEY DIDNT ACTUALLY SCOLD ME BUT DAD WAS LIKE REALLY REALLY DISAPPOINTED IN ME. AND YOU KNOW WHAT. IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF MY MATH. OR IT WOULD HAVE BEEN A PERFECT RESULT SLIP. ALMOST. IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT IM NOT INTERESTED IN MATH RIGHT. I THINK THE ONLY SUBJECTS THAT I CAN UNDERSTAND  IS THAT ENGLISH AND LIT. I TOTALLY SUCK IN SCIENCE AND MATH. SO YOU CAN SEE WHY IM NOT IN NUS HIGH. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;SO ANYWAY, FRIDAY WAS A DISASTER. LIKE IN THE MORNING, THERE'S THIS WHOLE LOT OF INSECTS INVADING OUR CLASS AND I WAS ALL SCREAMY. I WAS AT SHURUI'S TABLE WHEN SHE SUDDENLY SCREAMED SO I SCREAMED TOO. AND GUESS WHAT. I RAN TO YIYING AND SHE SCREAMED. THEN WE ALL SCREAMED TOGETHER THEN ZOE GOT SCARED AND SHE SCREAMED TOO. THEN THE WHOLE CLASS WAS IN CHAOS. TURNED OUT THAT THERE'S THIS STUPID COCKROACH. AND THEN DRAGONFLIES CAME IN TOO AND A WHOLE LOT OF CREEPY CRAWLIES. OMF. YOU KNOW IM REALLY SCARED OF INSECTS.&lt;br /&gt;I'VE BEEN REALLY REALLY SCARED OF THEM EVER SINCE A COCKROACH CHASED ME OUT WHEN IM IN MY BEDROOM. AND I RAN OUT TO THE LIVING ROOM. GUESS WHAT. IT WAS STILL AFTER ME UNTIL I JUMPED UP ONTO THE SOFA. OMG. SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OH YES. LISTENED TO PERFECT 10 THIS MORNING. AND I WAS SO MAD THAT CATCH YOUR WAVE HAS DROPPED DOWN TO NUMBER 4 IN THE AMERICAN TOP 40. AND STICKWITU WAS 14th. SO SICK WAS 3rd. OMF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OKIE. HERE ARE THE TAG REPLIES!&lt;br /&gt;YIQI: HEY. ANYWAY, WHO ARE YOU? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;DEM : OH SHIT! THANKS FOR REMINDING ME! BUT I HAVE NOT STARTED WRITING YET. I'LL TRY TO FINISH SOON!&lt;br /&gt;MEL: HEYY GIRL! YOU'RE ADDICTED?! HAHA. UR SO FUNNY MEL!&lt;br /&gt;LYNN: OH YEAH. MISSYA TOO. AND YES, IT HAS BEEN LONG. OHWELL. MISSYA MY 6 HIBISCUS! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;JZ:  THAT GIRL SUCK BIG TIME. TELL HER GO HELL. OH YEAH.HAHA. YOUR RESULTS SUCK TOO? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;JAS : DONT WORRY OKIE ! THAT CARRIE LEE OBVIOUSLY HAS GOT NTH ELSE BETTER TO DO LOL. LOVEYA LOADS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114329371783834914?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114329371783834914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114329371783834914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114329371783834914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114329371783834914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-were-once-important-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114294776606228140</id><published>2006-03-21T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T03:36:27.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU NEED TO THINK ABOUT BEING TRUE TO YOUR OWN FEELINGS BEFORE TRYING TO PROTECT EVERYONE'S ELSE'S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FINALLY. WE HAD THIS PROPER TALK WITH NAT TONIGHT. ALL OF US. SHER CALLED ME ALL PANICKY AND SO YES, WE HAD A 4-WAY CONVERSATION ON THE PHONE. JUST ME, SHER, ZOE AND NAT. I THINK WE HAVE CLEARED THINGS PARTIALLY UP. PARTIALLY. I WAS TRYING SO HARD TO EXPLAIN MYSELF AND HOW I THOUGHT BUT SHE MISUNDERSTOOD ME. MAYBE IM A LITTLE TOO DIRECT AND HARSH BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME. IM DESPERATE TO CLEAR THINGS UP OR WE'LL FOREVER BE STUCK IN THIS SITUATION. IM EXASPERATED. IM TIRED OF HOW THIS MATTER IS BOTHERING ME.THIS IS DISTRACTING ME. AND MAYBE WE GOT TOO AGITATED OR SOMETHING COS SHER WAS BEING DEMANDING AND ZOE WAS SHOUTING INTO THE PHONE AND THE THREE OF US WERE LIKE CONFRONTING HER ABOUT EVERYTHING. WE CANT ADAPT TO YOU, NAT. YOU SHOULD TRY TO ADAPT TO US COS WE ARE SO CALLED NORMAL AND YES WE CANT BE COMFORTABLE WITH YOUR WEIRD ACTIONS AND THE WAY YOU STARE AND STARE AT US IN CLASS. THIS IS ANNOYING. WE ALL NEED ANOTHER TALK. THIS TIME, I REALLY MEAN ALL OF US, INCLUDING YIYING AND MEETRRA. YES. IM FIRM. WE NEED TO CLARIFY THINGS BEFORE IT GETS REALLY COMPLICATING AND CONFUSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES, SHUYIN. THIS IS BOTHERING ME. OKAY. I WILL CALL YOU ANOTHER TIME AND WE CAN HAVE OUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HEART TO HEART SESSION&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114294776606228140?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114294776606228140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114294776606228140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114294776606228140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114294776606228140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-need-to-think-about-being-true-to.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114285342907745493</id><published>2006-03-20T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:17:09.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT START WITH ME, YOU CANT WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;THINGS I HAVE IN THE HOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CATCH A MOVIE WITH MY FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;2. WENT FOR A HEALTH CHECK-UP&lt;br /&gt;3. ADD A BLOG SONG IN THE CLASS BLOG&lt;br /&gt;4. GET A HAIRCUT&lt;br /&gt;5. WATCH THE CHEERLEADING COMPETITION IN SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;6. WENT SWIMMING&lt;br /&gt;7. WENT TO STAR'S&lt;br /&gt;8. CALL UP MY FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;9. WENT ONLINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THINGS NOT DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. HOMEWORK&lt;br /&gt;2. CHORES&lt;br /&gt;3. GO TO THE ROXY BIG SALE&lt;br /&gt;4. GET THE CLICK 5 ALBUM&lt;br /&gt;5. VISIT AT MY GRAN'S HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;6. REVISION&lt;br /&gt;7. CALL CYN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;OHWELL. WHAT A USELESS HOLIDAY. HM.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S VOICE WORKSHOP WAS REALLY STUPID. LIKE WE HAVE TO STAND IN FRONT OF A VIDEO CAM AND TALK ABOUT YOURSELF. LIKE WHAT. AND IT FINALLY RAINED TODAY. WHOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;MATH TODAY WAS REALLY FUN. HAHA. MR YAP HAS JUST DISCHARGED FROM THE HOSPITAL AND WE HAD A FAB TIME BULLYING MR CHIA.HAHAHA. MY STOMACH HURT FROM ALL THE LAUGHING! OKAY. AND THAT MR TEO'S NEW HAIRCUT MADE HIM LOOK LIKE A PERFECT TWERP. HAHA. AND THE MOTH INCIDENT WAS FUNNY TOO! IM GOING OFF NOW! BYEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114285342907745493?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114285342907745493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114285342907745493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114285342907745493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114285342907745493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/dont-start-with-me-you-cant-win.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114240365173630571</id><published>2006-03-15T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T02:51:07.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i know you're busy doing a million things, spinning planets keeping it all in balance and all, but please could you spare me a moment?&lt;br /&gt;But then, you're omniscient, so you probably know what im going to say anyway. so maybe i shouldn't waste your time. But then again you live in eternity, so you have all the time in the world. Anyway, could you...? of course you could, you're omnipotent as well. maybe i shouldn't ask for anything. you know best really. maybe you should let me know what to pray for because sometimes i really dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;okay. i know im horrible lately and it has got nothing to do with my lovely friends. i know i have been letting them down with my terrible mood and everything so yes, im sorry. and i really need to thank God for sher and mel. sher, thanks for being so patient with me. i know im a total doofus at times but you still managed to tolerate me! loveya. and mel, i know it's pure toture to be situated behind me in class cos you would have to listen to all my crap and stuff. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh yes. yesterday was funfunfun. went to watch big momma's house 2 with zoe, yiying, sher, mel and cheryl. and it was hilarious! esp the part when big momma's in a yellow swimsuit. and i can hear yiying gasping for air beside me. and sher sher was laughing hysterically into my ear. oh freak freak, so funny! after that movie, we walked around and took neos without zoe. oh sad, cos she has to go home. oh yeps, i saw jo there too! it has been a while since i last saw her. exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and this morning, mom pulled me up from bed to go SGH. hmm. so tiring. it's like not even 7am. so im v. sleepy now. haha. okay. byeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/21737467-114240365173630571?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114240365173630571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114240365173630571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114240365173630571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114240365173630571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/dear-god-i-know-youre-busy-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114214468105336614</id><published>2006-03-12T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:59:17.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM ALWAYS STUCK WITH THESE EMOTIONS. AND THE MORE I TRY TO FEEL, THE LESS IM WHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SO YES. THE HOLIDAYS ARE HERE AGAIN. AND TERM 1 IS ALL OVER. SOMEHOW, THIS DOESNT EXCITE ME. CAUSE I REMEMBERED THAT THERE IS THIS WHOLE LOT OF THINGS WAITING FOR ME TO COMPLETE AND THINK OVER. AND IM AVOIDING THEM. OH HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I THINK I WILL SPEND MOST OF THE TIME BEING A COMPLETE NERD. I SERIOUSLY DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO. AND IM FEELING SO DOWN LATELY. I KEEP THINKING OF THOSE REALLY NEGATIVE STUFF. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;LIKE RIGHT NOW, I WISHED I CAN JUST DISAPPEAR INTO THIN AIR. I DONT THINK ANYONE WOULD CARE ANYWAY. AND RECENTLY, SO MUCH THINGS HAS HAPPENED AND THEY MADE ME THOUGHT ALOT. I REALLY DONT WANT TO BUT ALL HAS HAPPENED AND IT GETS REALLY CONFUSING. THIS IS SO CRUEL. AND IM REALLY TIRED OF TRYING SO HARD BUT NO ONE IS APPRECIATING IT. IM SICK OF TRYING TO SALVAGE THIS WHOLE MATTER WHILE YOU ARE WATCHING SMUGLY. YOU ARE GLOATING AT ME. WAITING FOR ME TO FINALLY BREAK DOWN AND COMPLETELY GIVE UP. WELL, CONGRATS. I HAVE GIVEN UP. IM NOT GOING TO TRY ANYMORE. THIS IS TIRING ME. THIS WHOLE MATTER IS WEARING ME OUT. I CANT TAKE IT ANY LONGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FEELING SO TERRIBLE NOW. NO ONE WOULD UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL. GO ON, LAUGH ALL YOU WANT. YOU WANT TO SEE ME IN THIS STATE ISNT IT? YOU HAVE CHANGED. TOTALLY CHANGED. WE CANT BE HOW WE USED TO BE LIKE . YOU MADE ME LOSE THEM. AND THEY CANT COME BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114214468105336614?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114214468105336614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114214468105336614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114214468105336614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114214468105336614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-always-stuck-with-these-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114198944270254598</id><published>2006-03-10T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T03:17:23.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DONT BELONG HERE. I DONT BELONG ANYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today was quite okay. except for the whole weighing newspaper thing. amanda is so irresponsible. she's like the class treasurer and she's in charge of this thing and she's leaving the job to the non-committee members. so annoying. and she's watching those 2/2 people paint the tables. so extra. she's probably too obsessed with some seniors. bitch. and when we confront her, she was like: i dont even want to do it! WTF. shit her. arrgh. freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and recess today was seriously quiet. cos zoe was not with us. and yiying, sher and me were feeling upset so we didnt talk much.and we are planning to go over to mel's house on tuesday to have a surprise party but we have changed plans. we planned to go shopping together and eat at some restaurant. and i still havent get anything for zoe. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh. and im sorry shurui. sorry okay! i dont mean it.&lt;br /&gt;and so yes. i dont feel like blogging anymore. too tired. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114198944270254598?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114198944270254598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114198944270254598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114198944270254598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114198944270254598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-belong-here.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114189550376665271</id><published>2006-03-09T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T01:11:43.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU TRUST EVERYONE. BUT WHAT DID YOU GET IN THE END? A BREAKING HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yesterday was crap. didnt bring my english books and mrs tan-wong gave me a long lecture. shit. i hate this. im screwing everything up. wth. went home with zoe and yy. zoe was so funny. we were laughing throughout the whole way home. im not going into details but it was so FREAKING FUNNY. HAHA.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my life really sucks. like i've been feeling really crap about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and today was okay. i really want to do the mass dance again! it's so fun! oh well. and the music is really fast and we were struggling to keep up. HAHA. and yes. im feeling bored again. shit. i want to talk to someone! yah, so if anyone is reading this post, just give me a call and chat with me okay. arrgh. im off. byee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;you left without a word. and you left me nursing a broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114189550376665271?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114189550376665271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114189550376665271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114189550376665271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114189550376665271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-trust-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114154110488623188</id><published>2006-03-05T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:45:33.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE WORLD WONT WAIT FOR YOU. YOU HAVE TO MOVE ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;zoe phoned. and we talked for ages. you know she really grossed me out. she was like telling me about this girl in our class who is masturbating. and it's REALLY FREAKY. and we laughed so much.HAHA. and we talked about everything. like friends. all those sad stuff. sigh. it's really tragic. i just enjoy talking to zoe. those words just flow out so easily, no hesitations. and once we started, we just couldnt stop. and zoe, dont worry, i'll tell you about that thing when the time is ripe. HAHA. and just accept it, things sometimes just turn out this way. you cant do anything to help it. cheer up okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and LYNN just tagged me! i missed all my SACians so much! i wished i could have appreciate them more in the past then i probably would not have any regrets. and i really enjoyed their company. shit. i seemed like a total loser.okay. tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114154110488623188?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114154110488623188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114154110488623188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114154110488623188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114154110488623188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/world-wont-wait-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114148448830353259</id><published>2006-03-04T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T07:02:58.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU. DONT CARE ABOUT OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;okay.this is going to be a really serious post. just talked to shuyin on the phone again and there are some stuff that i need to think it over.like how i thought about her. she asked me that and i couldnt answer. seriously! i just couldnt think of anything. okay, shuyin, i used to think that youre a horrible senior. probably the way you wrote your letters and how you critisized zoe. and you are even quite mean to me actually.and i used to get really sad after reading your first few letters.but i guess youre all better now. at least you're nicer.HAHA. okay. i shall laugh more. i promise. maybe you hardly seen me laugh but you should really asked mel or sher or zoe. i do laughed okay! im not a freak who always keep a straight face. and. you should really talk to me more. in school. you know smth? youre just really adorable.aww. HAHA. i guess thats the whole truth.okay. and if things dont work out, like about your friends, you can always count on me. i'll be by your side. hopefully, your talk with them will be a complete success. and you can call me anytime. really. i'll listen. and yes, i will be COMFORTABLE with you really soon. HAHA. just know that you are never alone. i trust you. and um yup.thats all.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;okay. back to my day. went marina sq. to get annabelle's gift. it was so crazy! you know the shop is like hidden at some corner and it's superly hard to find. but i still did in the end! HAHA. you owe me once, belle! then we went to this japanese restaurant to eat. and then we walked around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114148448830353259?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114148448830353259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114148448830353259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114148448830353259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114148448830353259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-know-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114142852973719717</id><published>2006-03-04T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T15:35:18.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN YOUR WORLD STARTS TO FALL, AND NO ONE IS HERE FOR YOU, CONFIDE IN YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hmm. so yiying came in first in the 800m. whoots. i dont mean to be a bragger but 1e2 has clinched lots of first places. HAHA. so sad for the other classes. and. joyce came in first too for the 200m. yay babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay. talked on the phone with shuyin last night. and i totally agree with her. you're going to hurt terribly if you know your most trusted and best friend has been bitching lies about you. and.friends blowing hot and cold.i think i can relate closely to this. after all, i have been through this many times. and it confuses me. okay. i should shut up about this. it only makes me really sad. and even sadder. shuyin, just have a really good talk with them, but do not let them affect your mood::)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it's currently 7.15am. im supposed to go jogging with dad at 8am. woke up extra early. hahaha. and you know my handphone is out of stock! they'll like deliver to your house 7 days later.wth. so annoying. i still have to WAIT. and waiting is not my best virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114142852973719717?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114142852973719717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114142852973719717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114142852973719717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114142852973719717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/when-your-world-starts-to-fall-and-no.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114130372642388552</id><published>2006-03-02T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T04:48:46.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH JUST GET LOST. COS WE ARE GOING TO RAWK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OMG. i so cant believe it. i managed to complete the whole 400m thing. so crazy. yup. and we got 1ST!!!! and it's pretty obvious.haha. and our 4 times 100m was also first. yay.shit. so happy. and you know sally was really good. she was running individual 400m and she was like leading! and then, for the last 50m, some stupid girl overtook her. but it was still good.:) and jelene lost. but it's okay. she did tried her best.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay. back to my story. came to school extra early today. cos sis is like sick at home. aww. and then zoe came. she was like: omg. so scared! and i was like: yah! me too! that girl! she always make me nervous when im actually feeling calm and collected at first. shit. didnt do the dance thing for PE today. practiced passing batons and stuff. yawn. and i skipped the whole recess. wth. because of some people. shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;assembly was okay. the drama thing came to act out the story charlotte's web. quite lame. but you know the ending part, when charlotte is going to die and leave wilber, i teared a bit. shit. im such an immature kid. shit shit. maybe i was just pure nervous of the heats. and then, when we were leaving the hall, zoe, me and sherlynn got so nervous! OMG! and zoe was clutching my hand. and we were holding hands. and then yiying was like: dont. people will think  you are lesbians. like wth. we just need moral support. and whats wrong with holding hands. i think it's perfectly normal. especially in a time like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then it was the heats. and i was a nervous wreck. i wrote smth on my thigh during maths today. and it's so obvious when you're in PE shorts. esp since it's hot pink.OMG.HAHA. oh yah. then it was my turn. i ran. and that goh sijia is behind me. i was leading. and halfway through, my fingers kind of freezes and it got so numb. and i was at the other side of the track. i could actually hear people shouting my name. so loud. lurve you guys, my 1e2 mates.:) yup. and you know the wind was sooper strong. and im like being blown away. and i was looking at the shadows. saw my shadow. no other shadows in sight. and no sound of other footsteps. hmm. gave a little glance. cant resist. sijia and the rest were like far far behind. then i reached the seats there. and the name-calling became louder. peer pressure.haha. so i sprinted for the last 100m. my legs was like so wobbly at the end. and those people were like: do you need to sit down? are you okay? i was like: of cos im! this is just normal esp when you've just finished running. okay. then sherlynn ran towards me and shurui hugged me. i hugged her. hugged yiying who was the last runner. and suddenly a crowd of people was surrounding us. cant breathe. almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2e2 was okay. we were cheering lxq, rachel , natasha and wadee. wadee sooper fast. they were like last alrd but wadee managed to overtake and clinched 3rd. okay.i should end here. and. just wanna thank those 1e2 people who came to support us:) and congrats zoe sherlynn, yiying, joyce, sally, rachel fong and whoever who ran! lurve you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114130372642388552?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114130372642388552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114130372642388552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114130372642388552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114130372642388552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-just-get-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114120319536826309</id><published>2006-03-01T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:53:15.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU. PLEASE GO GET A LIFE. DONT GO RUINING MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;OMG. im so excited! about like almost everything. just went to SAC with yiying to collect the eagles' award thing. the security guard so rude okay! he was like kept sneering at us. then he asked me a question. didnt answer. cant be bothered with freaks.and he told us not to run around the school. so we proceeded to the general office to collect the thing.then when we stepped out, MRS TEO came past! OMFG. so unbelieveable! we dont planned to look for her cos that stupid guard wont let us but we still saw mrs teo!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;everything is a dream. i cant believe this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i totally believe it's all fate. i mean. it's like such a coincidence!  it has been a long time since i last saw mrs teo. and i miss her! i remember i used to dislike her cos she's so strict and everything. but she's really nice.OMG.just realized how much i miss my sac mates and everything.  weep weep.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fate. all these are fate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;okay. enough. i so cant wait for tmw. cos there is this sports heats thing and also assembly. assembly is so fun! so so cant wait okay! and oh yes. there's PE tmw. and we're doing dance. oh yay. tata for now. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cant forget the past. cant move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114120319536826309?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114120319536826309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114120319536826309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114120319536826309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114120319536826309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/03/you.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114111657735430930</id><published>2006-02-28T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T05:25:01.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIRLS: GODDESSES OR DOORMATS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sunday was brilliant. dad brought me to bedok stadium. and I jogged 6 rounds. 6 whole rounds! OMG. i almost died! but it do feels good.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;monday was okay. dead sleepy. science was such a bore! stayed back to watch the field events. then went to looked for zoe. and she's like sitting on the swing and the paint came off. and it's like around her butt. and it does looked like menstration! so me and yiying led her to the toilet. and i was like using soap with water and wiped it off with the toilet paper. but it just wouldnt come off!!! i was getting really impatient so i went scrubbing her butt. OMG.it worked! yiying was like laughing her head off. and i was like can you come and help? and she just laughed laughed laughed. and zoe said her butt is really sore now. oh sorry zoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today was so fabbbb! no more CAs for the rest for the term! yay. so during ca period, we had legacy. and it's so so extra. mrs tan-wong wanted us to set some stupid stupid goals. i think im just one wanderer without any goals. so dont know what to write okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and i really hate homec.the whole sewing machine thing is like so screwed! cos im scared of the sewing machine! haha. but it's true! and ms gill allowed us to have fun! and so we did nothing. but we listened to her personal life story. hahaha. and we forced her to give us her blog add. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay. im going now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114111657735430930?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114111657735430930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114111657735430930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114111657735430930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114111657735430930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/girls-goddesses-or-doormats-sunday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114085437724963508</id><published>2006-02-25T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T00:01:41.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT WASTE TIME PLEASING OTHERS. YOU CAN NEVER SATISFY THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mom said i've changed. alot. maybe. but i cant tell it myself. so i said ive changed for the better. but she said i have partically become a stranger. ohwell. i cant please her. yup. maybe i have changed into a rebel. not exactly.but a bit of it. hmm. perhaps i used to be a innocent and sweet kid in pri sch.::)) oh wadever. i cant be bothered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i cant seem to satisfy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;dad agreed to buy a new phone for me! whoots.:) im feeling so sleepy now. i woke up at 8.30am today, you see. i dont usually wake up that early during the weekends. i think im going to call cynthia now. to chat with her.hmm. wonder how's she doing in nanyang. okay. tata for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;miss you so much. but i should really let go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114085437724963508?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114085437724963508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114085437724963508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114085437724963508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114085437724963508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-waste-time-pleasing-others.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114083485773937541</id><published>2006-02-24T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T18:39:51.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN THE GOING GETS TOUGH, JUST SHUT YOUR EYES AND PRETEND NOTHING HAS HAPPENED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yiying has done a gr8t job for her sports heats. wonder how's the rest.hmm. played netball today. sorta::))) then my face got hit by a BASKETBALL. urrgh. ohmigod. i dont think i can ever smile again. so guys, it's not that i dont wanna smile, it's just that it has been disfigured.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;like what okay. hurts like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after that. sat on the floor at foyer. those choir people are singing really loudly. hmm. but it's really soothing lah. hahaha. waited an ultra long time for dad to arrive. then zoe's mom drove by with zoe in it of cos. waved madly to her.::))) went AHS next. to pick up my sis. waited a long time too. and then, when i reached home, im having a terrible gastric. ohmigod. hurts like hell. cant even move okay. applied some medicated oil and then fell alseep. woke up about 1 hour later. eyes feel v.sore. hmm.not in the best of my mood. shall go now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont waste time pleasing other people. just satisfy yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and oh yah. dad agreed to buy a new hp for me. yays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cant you see im having fun? just shutup and leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&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/21737467-114083485773937541?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114083485773937541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114083485773937541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114083485773937541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114083485773937541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-going-gets-tough-just-shut-your.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114069543946040559</id><published>2006-02-23T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T03:50:39.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE TRUTH ALWAYS HURTS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but you have to take it even if the pain is unbearable.you have to face up to reality.nobody is going to stay with you forever. they'll leave you. abandoned and sad. time proves everything.slowly but gradually, you'll be left alone. in this world.everyone whom you have once loved dearly are going to betray you and stab you in the back. you'll be left there, your heart bleeding.you will realize they are all hypocrites. you are going to cry for help. but who is really coming to your aid? your cries for help merely dissolve in the air.and you shall be terribly scared. that people have betrayed your trust, your unconditional love. but who will really care? think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DONT CRY OVER SOMEONE WHO WONT CRY OVER YOU.&lt;br /&gt;BUT APPRECIATE THOSE WHO ARE BY YOUR SIDE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay. back to my typical life. annabelle said she wants something that cost $15. em. it's a man with a surfing board. mel said it's sold at marina sq. at some shop. i think if i were to buy her that, i probably need more time. maybe 1 month after her bday. hmm. my chinese compo really sucks. it's like so horrible. i think i might fail compo. hmm. tmw is the sports heats. ::))) go yiying! hahahah. so cant wait for tmw. heh heh. should go back to my hw now now. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114069543946040559?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114069543946040559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114069543946040559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114069543946040559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114069543946040559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/truth-always-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114059790242280463</id><published>2006-02-22T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T00:45:02.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WHEN GOD MADE BOYS, SHE WAS ONLY JOKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TODAY CHINESE LESSON, MS LEE IS SOOPER MAD WITH US. HMM. BECAUSE OF WHAT HAD HAPPENED YESTERDAY. DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT IT. ITS SOOPER UPSETTING.::((( THEN EVERYTHING WAS OKAY ALRDS. SHE ASKED US WHAT ARE THE THINGS YOU ARE WAITING FOR. HMM. THAT SET ME THINKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;#1  FOR ANNABELLE'S LETTER. HAHA.::))&lt;br /&gt;#2  SPORTS DAY! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;#3  THE ONE. HEH HEH.:)))&lt;br /&gt;#4   A NEW HANDPHONE. HAIZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU KNOW. THERE ISNT MUCH THINGS IM WAITING FOR. OR LONGING FOR. AT LEAST FOR NOW. COS I CANT SEEM TO THINK OF ANYTHING.HAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114059790242280463?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114059790242280463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114059790242280463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114059790242280463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114059790242280463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/when-god-made-boys-she-was-only-joking.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114053190083964234</id><published>2006-02-21T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T06:25:00.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's really hopeless now. i've heard nothing from you. it's okay. it's not like ive never been this disappointed before.::(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;zoe won! whoot. 16-1. quite sad for AHS. hahah. and that zoe said ms tee looked like a horse. ohmigod. that girl really makes me laugh. haha::)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i should really go study my maths now.arrghh. and my dearest ham&gt; it's really okay. your bro is just being stupid. chill kays?:)) okay. see you really soon. lurveya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOT A BUG. SORTED. YES. NO PROB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114053190083964234?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114053190083964234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114053190083964234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114053190083964234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114053190083964234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-really-hopeless-now.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114042870506810966</id><published>2006-02-20T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T01:45:05.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can see clearly now.   my brain has gone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;today was fab actually. or rather yesterday was great. dad bought me a pair of new nike sports shoes for badminton. yay. and today's like the end of mdm chia's lessons alrds. sad huh. no more fooling around.::(((hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;farewell mdm chia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yiying went with me to TM today. to get my shoe bag. my old one is like decomposing alrds. hahahah::))) and zoe is playing a soft ball match today against AHS. hope zoe wins! PE was okay. next week, we are going to do dance. i so cant wait!!! i hope we're doing modern or ballet.::))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yes. back to topic. after shopping, me and yiying were at the foodcourt. then my hp sounded. it's my sis. picked up the call. and she's like: em. can u turn to your right? so i turned. ohmigod. my sis is like there too. with her friends. so i was like okay okay. cut your nonsense! then i hang up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ohmigod. my sis is seriously annoying. like how childish can she get? and she's like 3 years older than me. arrghh. tomorrow onwards, whole week got training. arrghh. need to bring my bloody shoe bag to school. okay. i shall stop here.lurve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OUT OF MY MIND.  BACK IN 5 MINUTES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114042870506810966?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114042870506810966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114042870506810966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114042870506810966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114042870506810966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-can-see-clearly-now.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114033176003494538</id><published>2006-02-19T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T06:12:01.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FALLING IN LOVE IS AWFULLY SIMPLE. FALLING OUT OF LOVE IS SIMPLY AWFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;JUST WANNA SAY. I REALLY LOVE MY MATES. BUT SOME PEOPLE ARE REALLY DRIVING ME BONKERS. LIKE THE BELOW....::(((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IM SO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREAKING MAD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NOW. THAT STUPID&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NAMELESS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PERSON HAS STRIKE AGAIN. IN THE CLASS BLOG. HMMM. I SHOULD SET UP A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PASSWORD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SOON. THEN IF THE PERSON STILL MANAGE TO GET INTO THE BLOG, THEN THERE'S A HIGH POSSIBILITY THAT THERE IS A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BETRAYER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IN 1/2. HOPEFULLY NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THOUGH. HMMM. AND IM SO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ANNOYED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WITH MOM THESE DAYS. SHE HAS BEEN NAGGING AT ME FOR THE WHOLE MORNING OVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;STUPID, TRIVAL THINGS. ARRGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114033176003494538?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114033176003494538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114033176003494538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114033176003494538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114033176003494538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/falling-in-love-is-awfully-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114026837788009456</id><published>2006-02-18T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T23:07:47.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALL STRESSED OUT AND NO ONE TO CHOKE::((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMIGOD. I CANT BELIEVE THIS. SOME PERSON SIGNED HERSELF AS 'ANNOY' IN NAT'S TAGBOARD AND TOLD NAT TO STOP PESTERING ME. OHMIGOD OHMIGOD. WHO'S THAT PERSON COS IT'S SURELY NOT ME. IM TOTALLY SURPRISED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AND UM. I KNOW THIS SONG IS CHINESE. AND JAY CHOU'S SOMEMORE. BUT IT'S OKAY LAH???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and the stupid prata that i ate for breakfast really makes me wanna puke. it's like so rubbery and oily. you can actually stretch the prata like a rubber band or smth. just took 2 bites and then dumped it away. yucksyucks. made me lose my appetite for the whole day :(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114026837788009456?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114026837788009456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114026837788009456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114026837788009456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114026837788009456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/all-stressed-out-and-no-one-to-choke.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114026723523195812</id><published>2006-02-18T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T04:53:55.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;CHANGED MY SKIN. YES I KNOW. PLAIN RIGHT. I DONT CARE. NOT IN THE MOOD FOR LOUD AND WILD SKINS.SIGH. ALONE AT HOME NOW. SO QUIET. TRIED TO CREATE SOME NOISE BY SINGING LOUDLY. IT'S NOT WORKING. ARRGHH. OKAY, THINKING DAY WAS ALL RIGHT. BUT YOU KNOW SURROUNDED US WERE LIKE PRESTIGIOUS SCHOOLS LIKE ON OUR RIGHT HAND SIDE WAS RGS. LEFT HAND SIDE WAS DUNMAN HIGH. BEHIND US WAS S'PORE CHINESE. THEN RIVER VALLEY HIGH. THEN ANGLICAN HIGH.OHMIGOD. SUDDENLY FELT SO INFERIOR. HAHAHA. BUT YOU KNOW THOSE RGS PEOPLE REALLY SUCKS. THEIR VOICES WERE LIKE SO DEEP.URRGHH. THEN. IT'S TIME TO GO HOME. LOST IN THE CROWD IN S'PORE INDOOR STADIUM. DONT KNOW WHERE DAD IS. LOOKED AROUND. GAVE UP. HEARD SOMEONE CALLING ME. TURNED. SAW DAD. WALKED BACK TO HIS CAR. FELL ASLEEP IN THE CAR. ARRGHH!!! GET A GRIP BELINDA! WHY AM I SAYING WORD BY WORD?!?!!! SO FED UP WITH MYSELF.SO CANT WAIT FOR SCHOOL COS EVERYTHING IS A BORE FOR ME RIGHT NOW. BUT THERE'S SOMETHING TO BE HAPPY ABOUT. SCORED FULL MARKS FOR MY GEOGRAPHY TEST. HAHA. YAY. OKAY. BACK TO TOPIC. IT'S SO SILENT HERE. SO BORED. SO TIRED. SO ALONE. SO ABANDONED.SO LEFTOUT. SO ANNOYED WITH MYSELF NOW. ARRGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114026723523195812?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114026723523195812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114026723523195812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114026723523195812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114026723523195812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/changed-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-114008345927479457</id><published>2006-02-16T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T01:50:59.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, our class is really bad. we made that&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; mr chia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cried&lt;/span&gt;. i think it's because we&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; bullied&lt;/span&gt; him or smth. sad lol. and i really lurve that &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;goofy flower&lt;/span&gt; that annabelle gave me. so cute. and today's assembly so fun and meaningful. like that &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt; thing. so &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;beautiful and graceful&lt;/span&gt;. sigh. and then after school, me, yiying, sherlynn,zoe, xiao nan, joyce, rachel and melissa went out to eat. ohmigod so crowded. we were like so hyper. hahaha. and that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;buddy session&lt;/span&gt; thing is seriously arrgh. do nothing and wasted 1 hour in school. so stupid right. nothing much to say. so i shall go now. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-114008345927479457?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/114008345927479457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=114008345927479457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114008345927479457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/114008345927479457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-know-our-class-is-really-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113999385626447635</id><published>2006-02-15T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T00:57:36.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YES SAW THAT CHANG ER AT THE TEMESEK BUS-STOP TODAY. HEIS CARRYING AN &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;EXTRA BIG QUIKSILVER BAG&lt;/span&gt; AND HE IS WITH THIS &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;EXTRA FAT&lt;/span&gt; FRIEND. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HOW SAD HUH&lt;/span&gt;. U &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUCK&lt;/span&gt; CHANG ER. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OFF MY PLANET&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113999385626447635?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113999385626447635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113999385626447635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113999385626447635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113999385626447635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-yes-saw-that-chang-er-at-temesek.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113999253051510133</id><published>2006-02-15T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T00:38:40.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I THINK EVERYONE SHOULD LIKE CLAP FOR ME COS I PASSED MY MATHS. HAHA.CAME TO SCHOOL EXTRA EARLY TODAY. ZOE POH &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOST&lt;/span&gt; HER MATCH! SHE SAID HER COACH &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SCOLDED&lt;/span&gt; HER. BUT ANYWAY IT'S A GOOD EXPERIENCE FOR HER. =)) WENT TO THE HALL TO ASSEMBLE TODAY. THE HALL DAMN HOT LOL. I CANT EVEN FEEL ANY WIND. ARRGHH.THEN WHEN WE WENT BACK TO CLASS, THE WADEVA SIREN SOUNDED AND WE HAVE TO &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;RUN&lt;/span&gt; TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ASSEMBLE IN THE FIELD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;. THEN THEY WANT US TO SQUAT DOWN FOR WADEVA REASON. OHMIGOD. WHY CANT WE STAND. IN THE END, I CANT STAND IT ANY LONGER AND I SAT ON MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;SHOE. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; THEN WE WENT UP TO THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FORTH FLOOR&lt;/span&gt; FOR ART. WE SAW MR TEO WAVING AT US TO &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;COME DOWN&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN. OH AND IM DYING SLOWLY. THEN AFTER HIS LESSON, WE HAVE TO GO UP TO THE &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;FORTH FLOOR&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN. URRGH. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I CUT MYSELF WIYH A &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SHARP BLADE&lt;/span&gt;. FELT A SHARRRRP PAIN AT FIRST THEN FEEL COMPLETELY NOTHING. AND MY WHOLE FINGER WAS LIKE BLEEDING. AND IM WAVING IT AROUND. YIYING WAS LIKE: YUCK! U KNOW THE &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BLOOD &lt;/span&gt;WILL DRIP! AND I WAS LIKE: YAH! AND I NEED A TISSUE PAPER DESPERATELY! AND THEN THAT ZOE WAS LIKE BESIDE ME AND SHE SHOUTED: WHAT HAPPEN? YOUR FINGER IS BLEEDING? OH MY GOODNESS! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BELINDA'S FINGER IS BLEEDING!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; EM. SHE'S LIKE SHOUTING FOR EVERYONE TO HEAR. SO I TOLD HER SHUDDUP. THEN A &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;KIND SOUL&lt;/span&gt; PASSED ME TISSUES AND A PLASTER. BUT I SERIOUSLY DONT NEED A PLASTER.=) AND IT'S ALL THANKS TO SHURUI'S BLADE. HAHA. AFTER RECESS, I WAS TERRIBLY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLEEPY.&lt;/span&gt; SO I &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;SLEPT A BIT&lt;/span&gt; IN MDM CHIA'S CLASS. HAHA. AND MY EYES WENT ALL WATERY. THEN DURING MATHS WAS THE WORST. I WAS PARTICALLY &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;YAWNING&lt;/span&gt; THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE LESSON. URRGH. AFTER SCHOOL STILL HAVE TO STAY BACK FOR GEOG CA. HOW GLAM CAN MY LIFE GET. NOT. THEN STAR ASKED ME TO GO &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt; WITH HER. REJECTED. COS IM DAMN TIRED. URRGH. I SHOULD GO AND SLEEP NOW. * SNORE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113999253051510133?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113999253051510133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113999253051510133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113999253051510133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113999253051510133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-think-everyone-should-like-clap-for.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113990071732307104</id><published>2006-02-13T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:05:17.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;HELLO. IM BACK AGAIN. IVE BEEN UPDATING ALOT LATELY. HAHA. VAL'S IS SO FAB LOL. I CANT BELIEVE IT. THAT SHOO GAVE ME A BALLOON WITH A NOTE INSIDE AND SHE EXPECTS ME TO LIKE IT. OKAY, BUT IT'S A REALLY CUTE IDEA. I LOVE IT. THEN I WENT TO 2/3 AND THIS GIRL HELPED ME TO STEP ON THE BALLOON BEFORE I CAN GET THE LETTER.HAHA. THEN I GAVE MELISSA THIS PINK ROSE THAT IVE PROMISED HER. HAHA. MEL, YOU LIKE IT RIGHT? SEE HOW THOUGHTFUL IM??? THEN TODAY ALSO QUITE SLACK. WE ALL HID UNDER THE TABLE TO SURPRISE MS GILL WHEN SHE COMES IN FOR HISTORY. WE SANG HER AN OFF-KEY BDAY SONG. HAHA. EM IT'S AN EARLY BDAY LAH.HAHA. NOW, DRUSILLA IS WITH ME AND DOESNT EVEN WANT TO POST SMTH. IM SCOLDING HER RIGHT NOW. AND I WISH THAT CHANGJIE CAN STOP TAGGING RUBBISH. SIGH. OKAY, HAPPY VALENTINES 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/21737467-113990071732307104?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113990071732307104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113990071732307104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113990071732307104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113990071732307104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113981855749335069</id><published>2006-02-13T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:15:57.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today was okay...but mr yap said we all did badly for our maths ca. howsad right. i wish the papers can get all burnt up or something. haix. the theres this sci ca tmw and that mdm chia havent even taught anything yet. arrghh! arrgh! someone save me from this misery!!! and this stupid homec thing. urrgh! annabelle finally wrote to me lol. i thought she wont write to me as i didnt eat the stupid KFC chicken. haha. today so slack lol! that mrs tan on course for 2 days and that ms foo got MC. so we all miss that freaking geog ca. haha. it was so fab. everyone was like cheering after hearing the "good news". i think we disturbed the sec 4 class next door. haha. the yiying tried to get me to go tampines mall but i rejected lah. decided to be a guai gia for a moment to study my science. usually i would have jump at the chance to go shopping with my friends. but not in the mood today lol. feeling so sad and sick. but i think i should cheer up abit cos tmw is val's and bring a bunch of roses for mates. yay. do i sound enthu? haha. yah, just want to wish everyone  happy early valentines. loveya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113981855749335069?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113981855749335069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113981855749335069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113981855749335069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113981855749335069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113972736295867969</id><published>2006-02-11T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T22:58:40.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;everything is like so fun. my sis and i made chocolates for valentines. um, actually my sis made them. haha. we bought this polka dots transparent wrapper and this roll of pink ribbon. to wrap the chocolates of cos! and the shapes are simply adorable&lt;3. yup and if there is extras, i shall give them to my mates. dont worry, it's hygienic, even though i licked my fingers alot in the process. haha. i so cant wait for val's ! we will all have a fabola time and the whole atmosphere will be filled with LURVE.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113972736295867969?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113972736295867969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113972736295867969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113972736295867969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113972736295867969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/everything-is-like-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113964248042124094</id><published>2006-02-10T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T23:21:20.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wth. arrgh. mom just scolded me for being super rude. she told me to come out for lunch and i told her: shuddup lah. okay. i dont mean it but she took it so seriously. urrgh. then dad asked me some question and i didnt answer and he said im sooper sooper sooper rude. wth. the whole world thinks im rude. fine lah, i shall not care. and now im trying desperately to complete this homec project thing and it's getting on my nerves. and a whole lot of homework and tests are like waiting for me. wth wth wth. so now, come here to slack abit. sigh. and i still havent get those vday gifts yet. am in serious trouble now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113964248042124094?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113964248042124094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113964248042124094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113964248042124094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113964248042124094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/wth.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113957569704801851</id><published>2006-02-10T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T04:48:17.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ohmigod. today is like so freaky! i passed my english test! i thought i would like fail cos mrs tan said there were failures. then i like passed! and it's way away from failing lol! so happy with myself. heh heh. then today stayed back for CCA. then im in the same group as annabelle. isnt it so freaky and kind of creepy too! i couldnt believe it. annabelle was also quite shocked. haha. then we had this celebration thing. and we pizzas and KFC chicken. and i dont want to eat the chicken and annabelle was like: you better eat it up or i wont write to you. ohmigod like i really fancy her letters! hahaha. okay.but she's really nice. haha. but my classmate cried. annabelle told me about it and asked me why she cried. okay em i didnt even know she's crying. so i went to check it out. i asked her. she shrugged and continued crying. huyyah. must be some senior scolded her or something lol. so sad right. but she's really quite pathetic. some crybaby. yucks. and im so exhausted now.then during that music lesson, yiying kept making me laughed that ms lau kept turning to look at us. haha. yah. i should go now. night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113957569704801851?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113957569704801851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113957569704801851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113957569704801851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113957569704801851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/ohmigod.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113938726152755321</id><published>2006-02-08T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T03:29:34.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay. im seriously annoyed with this person who keeps smsing pure rubbish. will you just stop it before i get really f**king mad at you. okay sorry i have to sound really nasty but i dont think i can be any nice alreadys. yups, im doing that freaking history homework now and it's really hard to concentrate so i decided to post something. and mom is like talking on the phone again. yup, she's jabbering away with some friend so im closing the door.sigh. okay. bye. loveya ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113938726152755321?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113938726152755321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113938726152755321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113938726152755321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113938726152755321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/okay_08.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113938593200911680</id><published>2006-02-07T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:05:32.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today was quite terrible. dont know why but i just feel this way. and mrs tan didnt come today! isnt this like so fab? haha. we get to spend almost 2 hours by ourselves. it was so freaking exciting! during recess, that mrs kong person came to scold our class. yup again. i could swore that our class has received so much complaints that all teachers detest us. so we have been misbehaving. sigh. then saw annabelle from 2/2 near the canteen and she said she'll write to me. yay. and yiying ran off with melody. again. yup then after school, went home with melissa. yup and im going to do the class blog. yay. im going to make the skin black and pink. i know alot of ppl hates pink but i dont care and that's the point anyway. so too bad guys, im having pink and that's it.  haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113938593200911680?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113938593200911680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113938593200911680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113938593200911680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113938593200911680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-quite-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113921271267896620</id><published>2006-02-05T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T00:07:50.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall summarise the events of today. walk to class with with sally. go up to 2/2 to pass shoo something. go back down to chat. then a prefect told us to assemble in the courtyard. and the rest remain like usual. sherlynn, zoe and i took the long way to go to 1/9 to take HCL. were late for class but ms lee is nice ya know. then after that, we had science and we had to see that freaking mdm chia again. lol. then we had PE. had track and field. i beat those people. yay, i was first. then we passed batons. next was recess. yiying ran off with shurui to find melody. melody is really nice to them. she bought them both a box of soft toys for them! oh lucky lucky kids. so went recess with zoe and sherlynn and a bunch others. saw janel and she said hi so we said hi. then we went back to class. so yes, i passed my history. not a very glamorous pass though. haha. then maths was seriously boring. i cant believe that mr chia actually perspired so much. he actually wore a layer of singlet then wear this shirt and he perspired through the singlet!!! under his armpits. chest, partically all parts okay! em, that's really gross. and then we enrichment. msn throughout the lessons. cos it's so bleh. then after school, go with nat to the foyer and talked. then we left. and oh yes, shoo didnt write today so im quite miffed. she didnt write for 3 days alreadys. okay, then at interchange, saw jue ying and we went home together. and hi nat! i finally tagged you. yay! okay. have to take a nap now cos am so tired. and then i'll wake up feeling rotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113921271267896620?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113921271267896620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113921271267896620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113921271267896620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113921271267896620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-shall-summarise-events-of-today.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113914410067642608</id><published>2006-02-05T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:55:00.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to east point. saw jing zhi. yay.it's so fab to see her again. 6hi totally rocks. way better than 6al. right my dahlings??? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113914410067642608?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113914410067642608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113914410067642608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113914410067642608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113914410067642608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/went-to-east-point.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113912033325429984</id><published>2006-02-04T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:18:53.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling so happy with myself&lt;3. just studied maths and i totally understand them. okay im contented. and mom is like talking on the phone again. with some friend. *yawn*. and about nat. i feel so bad. i mean we've been so cold towards her these days. em, she's not a lesbo right? so i kind of resolve to treat her nicer. i been trying to be so nice to people these days. i feel like a saint. hah! Saint Belinda. i could just picture it! anyway, i know nat has been staring at me, zoe, sherlynn and yiying in class lately. that type of sad look. that we returned disgusted looks to her. she is just feeling left out right? oh yes, im listening to the radio right now and a pussycat dolls' song just came out. yay! okay. talk later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113912033325429984?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113912033325429984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113912033325429984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113912033325429984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113912033325429984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/feeling-so-happy-with-myself3.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113906401448832421</id><published>2006-02-04T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:09:37.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. just read nat's posting. ohmigod. i feel so sorry for her! like about hating 1 /2??? like she's all alone in this world. erm guys, do you think we should be nicer to nat??? and i so cant wait for school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113906401448832421?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113906401448832421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113906401448832421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113906401448832421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113906401448832421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113905653902299418</id><published>2006-02-04T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T04:35:39.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my shopping trip is kind of okay. except that mom spent too much time talking to her friends. way too long! then saw that blind guy, weilian. im seriously not a FAN of him. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113905653902299418?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113905653902299418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113905653902299418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113905653902299418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113905653902299418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-shopping-trip-is-kind-of-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113903233695813385</id><published>2006-02-03T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:04:39.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah! i passed my maths spring test! yay! okay so i do have CCA and i cant join my mates to go shopping. oh i was so mad! and the whole CCA thing sucked too. and then our bags got locked in and it was like so crazy okay! we have to wait until 5.30 pm before a wadever person come to unlock the classroom. yesterday, they had to collect all the newspapers and stuff and i helped out. i think my fingers are kind of broken now cos it's like so heavy! and later i m going shopping to buy stuff for my angel. remember, i resolve to be nicer to shoo??? haha&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113903233695813385?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113903233695813385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113903233695813385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113903233695813385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113903233695813385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/hah-i-passed-my-maths-spring-test-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113887060945029790</id><published>2006-02-02T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:56:49.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and oh yes, i just email cynthia, my sacp mate. and i feel totally fab. haha cos i have been missing all of my mates there. cynthia, are u reading this?? okay i feel totally lame. guess i should like take a short nap now.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113887060945029790?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113887060945029790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113887060945029790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113887060945029790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113887060945029790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-oh-yes-i-just-email-cynthia-my.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113886846087834567</id><published>2006-02-02T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:08:00.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the math spring test so simple lol. i mean even a person like me who is so crapola in maths finally thinks that math is easy. hah! and Lit is like okay. today, early in the morning went up to2/2. prepare something for shuyin and i saw her but forgot to give it to her. seriously, how dumb can i get??? then 2/2 has this class party thing, and i saw shuyin but forgot again. honestly, i could just kill myself okay! and assembly is like dead boring. a geeky man came to talk to us about  some stuff and is like so yawny. the whole class were like yawning away. haha. and then tomorrow im going shopping with sherlynn, yiying and zoe. yay! to buy stuff for angel/mortal. anyway angel/mortal is going to end soon so i kind of resolve to treat my angel better. haha. and she is Shoo. haha. really hope there's no cca tomorrow cos im so desperate to go shopping with my mates. hurrah. and there's no tests tomorrow so im like free and relax now. but am getting back my geog test and im mentally prepared for the worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113886846087834567?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113886846087834567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113886846087834567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113886846087834567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113886846087834567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/02/math-spring-test-so-simple-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113868860797055559</id><published>2006-01-30T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:23:27.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh hi. im back again. kinda of feeling bored. and also sick of thinking bout all those tests and stuff. feeling so shitty now cos im still worrying bout some stuff. i totally hate this feeling.  oh yes, i really hope yiying is not mad with me or something. cant wait to go to school again, of cos not to study but to socialise with my mates. haha. and i cant seem to concentrate on my work too like this lit test coming up, science, english and maths. oh holy cow. my life is like so glam. NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113868860797055559?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113868860797055559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113868860797055559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113868860797055559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113868860797055559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-21737467.post-113868177014589681</id><published>2006-01-30T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T20:31:10.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i do have a fab CNY. Esp the 2nd day. wore a fabola purple skirt and a roxy pink top. siewting was wearing skirt too. haha. she usually wears pants so it's quite a surrrprise! so seriously, she looked TOP okay. then for dinner, we ate steamboat. it's v.funny cos changjie loves bird's eggs so he was like snatching all the eggs away. haha. then i scooped up one, he tried to grab it away from me and all of us kids were like screaming and shouting over the eggs. the adults were like telling us to zip it up. but heck cares! we were having fun! later, we started fighting over meatballs. haha!!!! okay, my dearest cousins, are all of you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later in the evening, we went out to play with the party poppers. haha. my sister got stupid and started hanging the ribbons from the poppers to her skirt with her bracelet too! i was like, ohmigod isnt that bracelet the one i got for you??? the one that i bought with my savings??? i was pissed off for 1 second. haha! seriously, she does looked like a fox with that thick tail hanging down. everyone was like pulling her tail! she was like so desperate to protect her tail okay! how lame can a sec4 girl get??? i really dunno. we ended that night eating a second round of steamboat. haha, i feel like such a glutton!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21737467-113868177014589681?l=mylifeisfab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/feeds/113868177014589681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21737467&amp;postID=113868177014589681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113868177014589681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21737467/posts/default/113868177014589681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisfab.blogspot.com/2006/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>belinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16975878643840520537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
