<?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-22901988</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:12:08.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my story(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22901988.post-115790307040763840</id><published>2006-09-10T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:44:30.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MWAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;this is fiona blogging on gwens behalf! heh see i help you open your blog again!&lt;br /&gt;hm nevermind i have nothing to blog about XD&lt;br /&gt;GWENNIBU YOU MUST BLOG DAILY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115790307040763840?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115790307040763840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115790307040763840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115790307040763840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115790307040763840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/mwahaha-this-is-fiona-blogging-on.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115775403928731586</id><published>2006-09-09T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T06:20:39.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an angst blog?</title><content type='html'>woke up at 3.30am, cos i fell asleep at 8 by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've written the sleepover post alr, but i don't feel like posting. not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i should create a blog, just for angst &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because everyone handles anger differently, i guess. and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, i blog. but i'm usually like not pissed/upset most of the time. yet the anger comes here, and it gives a terrible impression, i bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling moody over innecessant little things. maybe it doesn't seem like a big deal to you, but watch your words la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no evidence. don't just assume. it's unfair to her, and to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i hate being so vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fangyi, don't worry lol. i'll get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115775403928731586?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115775403928731586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115775403928731586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115775403928731586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115775403928731586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/angst-blog.html' title='an angst blog?'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115764424427012748</id><published>2006-09-07T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:50:44.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paul twohill</title><content type='html'>sihui left at 7.40pm! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherie's sleeping over though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fun's not over yet. it's just starrrrted! THEREFORE, i blog tmrw. about sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we're gonna stay up till damn late inventing ghost stories! and sleep during tmrw's r&amp;j screening wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul twohill's out of SI )x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but heng not hady la. EH i think i'm addicted to voting for him x_x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay kk BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115764424427012748?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115764424427012748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115764424427012748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115764424427012748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115764424427012748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/paul-twohill.html' title='paul twohill'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115756390366800304</id><published>2006-09-07T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:31:43.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIT PT + BATCH REUNIONNN&lt;3 + FE(:</title><content type='html'>today was absolutely :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off with WHOO lit pt meeting! our group is damn funny luh haha. i'll miss them, but glen and lana are fun people too whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took spastic vids of leen and stella acting HAHAHA. &lt;u&gt;leen is chio!&lt;/u&gt; even in a lacy skirt lol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stella looks like a guy. OH WHERE IS THE GUNNYSACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ally's dog trixie is NOT CUTE OK! SHE'S SCARY. and she likes sniffing shin's butt! -cackles. and she almost &lt;s&gt;kissed&lt;/s&gt; licked leen's face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND TRIXIE ATE MY SOCKSSSSSSS.&lt;/span&gt; ok fine chewed! but still omgomg. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but i owed ally anyway! for the pizza hehe AND I'M SORRY I SPILLED SNAPPEL OVER YOUR PARQUET!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left my socks there and went home to get another pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then to batch reunion party, around 5.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was rather amusing cos my dad didn't know how to get there but he kept saying "OH NO DON'T CALL SARAH I KNOW ALREADY!" (and then turn into some ulu lane which leads to a &lt;strong&gt;dead end&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after driving around in circles we finally reached WAHAHA sorry sarah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg some of the guys have grown @#$% tall! T_T but more or less still look about the same la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the darts game was fun, I HIT THE PEAR THINGY &lt;u&gt;BY MISTAKE!&lt;/u&gt; lmao xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha YES i know my aiming sucks(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then played bluff (which is like neopets cheat! :D) with sarah geoff chester and joel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOEL DAMN LUZZER AT THE GAME HAHAHA no offence! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er then we went to play captain's ball! but it was frigging dark O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT TALL ENOUGH. T_T!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was rather fun la except the damned 3/4 denim pants was BLEH LOOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to chester's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh he has a nameless pet hermit crab thing from cebu which can climb curtains and eat lettuces! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whee mahjong! (me eden avril JT) YES I KNOW I VEH NOOB STOP LAUGHING, LIM JIANXIONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eden kept winning! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i had to go home. THE END (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FE(:&lt;/strong&gt; ---&gt; eepo's new teeth-brushing bugs bunny smiley! damn cute rawr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go poke ET! wahaha SO HIGH. yay i shall go sleep and dream of FE(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115756390366800304?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115756390366800304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115756390366800304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115756390366800304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115756390366800304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/lit-pt-batch-reunionnn3-fe.html' title='LIT PT + BATCH REUNIONNN&lt;3 + FE(:'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115747004686891399</id><published>2006-09-05T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:27:27.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>casanova</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;casanova.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many you actually love o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stop leading me on, if you don't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh i realised my posts are getting increasingly shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't lost my passion for blogger, but i prefer being more vague nowadays i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i should watch The Pulse with fiona and charmbu. i'm not for scary movies, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's batch reunion party tmrw. i still can't decide if i should go. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really enjoyed primary school, hhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, lit pt meeting. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was damn boring, 'cept for the fact that i got locked out for one hour yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the swing under the midday sun stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. gah, i hate that word. it keeps appearing in my life, and i'm not even fourteen yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i really am making an effort to smile cos i wouldn't want to worry anyone &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but srsly, not smiling doesn't mean i'm depressed or i'm going to jump off the nearest building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i keep quiet i'm just thinking, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i find no reason to rant to anyone. because everything could lead to misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't bottle it up either, though. i'll sort it out with myself, and maybe after that i'll tell someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly appreciate every single one of you. and your concern(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright time to catch some Zs, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115747004686891399?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115747004686891399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115747004686891399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115747004686891399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115747004686891399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/casanova.html' title='casanova'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115737952204427356</id><published>2006-09-04T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T01:44:44.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steve irwin</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;steve irwin,&lt;/strong&gt; rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you and your shows, along with the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)': &lt;s&gt;damned stingray.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115737952204427356?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115737952204427356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115737952204427356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115737952204427356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115737952204427356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/steve-irwin.html' title='steve irwin'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115729778991622839</id><published>2006-09-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:36:33.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waddle &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>and i tell my blogger this, because it seems weird talking about these stuff to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do i start? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what you'd do, how you'd respond, if you ever knew.&lt;br /&gt;if you ever knew what every word you said meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;how every gesture, intended or not, held a far greater significance than others'.&lt;br /&gt;at times when i see you feeling down, i want so badly to just hold you close and tell you that i'll always be here.&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i have conversations with you, it's so...boring. school-related, work-related.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm in no position to ask, to even &lt;strong&gt;try&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everyone else leaves, when nobody understands,&lt;br /&gt;even when &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; stop caring, i'm behind you.&lt;br /&gt;[insert three overused words]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound so lovesick omg x_x but i'm not, seriously. just needed to confide in Mr Blog xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. i &lt;u&gt;knew&lt;/u&gt; sthg would go wrong. i &lt;u&gt;knew&lt;/u&gt; fd bronze didn't come w/o a greater price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR FREAKING WEEKS. haven't told anyone but sihui/my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but omg DAMN PAISEH. THE NURSE WROTE IT ON THE CCA/PE MC. ARGH I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO FACE MRS ANIS/THE MA'AMS AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting/standing/lying down/walking/doing any fricking thing hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overused the slash ^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my plan! like huiqi's, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;streetsales with gohhong and cherie, going to cherie's house, &lt;u&gt;monster house&lt;/u&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY: &lt;/strong&gt;nothing actually. argh bio pt :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/strong&gt; er, batch reunion party? i'm not sure if i should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/strong&gt; sleepover! cherie yruoxi and maybe sihui :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/strong&gt; r&amp;j movie screening, streetsales with gohhong, &lt;s&gt;date&lt;/s&gt; dinner with mabel (ho) and someone [who wants to come with me!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee hee ok done. i shall go waddle in my discomfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115729778991622839?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115729778991622839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115729778991622839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115729778991622839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115729778991622839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/waddle.html' title='waddle &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115718472773833493</id><published>2006-09-02T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T16:12:07.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRONZE FD :D</title><content type='html'>the FD practice sir cheat my feelings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha, it isn't what you think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i realised that i had no cause for worry. because (: (: (: MY DRILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does not suck. at least, when you compare (:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damnnnnnnnnnnn unfair can. i mean like i fell in for maybe 5mins, then the sir went up to me FIRST! and he was like copying my tag number thingy down and nodding at me (he does that to people whom he think are proficient enough for morning accred first batch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN HOR WHEN HE READING OUT THE NUMBERS HE GO AND SAY THIRTYTHREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NUMBER IS ONETHREETHREE OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so because i dowan to be despo and go ask "SIR YOU SURE YOU NEVER COPY WRONGLY" i decided to uh just stay in the squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER 10MINS (!!!) he came to me and said "eh, i thought i called you to go for accred just now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr -_- wahaha then he look so paiseh. but he sent me for second batch accred (still in the morning) so it wasn't that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met this super cute short girl. her name is regina and she looks p3-ish, but she's s1 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite disappointed for theory! because i was 110% sure that those were the answers. but i got 25/30. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practical was alright, i guess :D but there was strangely no indiv drill. just all group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90%&lt;/strong&gt; overall! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but jane got highest for fd silver o_O DAMN PRO CAN! haha i'm proud of her and fangyi. aren't we all!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard that everyone passed SFA! whoo omg way to go, yearmates! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115718472773833493?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115718472773833493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115718472773833493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115718472773833493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115718472773833493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/bronze-fd-d.html' title='BRONZE FD :D'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115712481795977026</id><published>2006-09-01T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:33:38.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fd bronze worry</title><content type='html'>i don't know whether to laugh or cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of taking fd bronze accred &lt;strong&gt;alone &lt;/strong&gt;(as in no yearmates. no one that i know.) and with &lt;strong&gt;other schools&lt;/strong&gt; is just damn scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's supposedly strict. wtf i wish i could just take like 1000 theory tests and skip practical, because my drill SUCKS, personal &amp; group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so worried i'll screw everything up. another mistake. another regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no bright side about this entire damned thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou for SFA, yearmates who're taking tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so what if they understand, they can't help you in this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i need my confidence. and i need Him by my side throughout, and His strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm putting this in Your hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115712481795977026?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115712481795977026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115712481795977026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115712481795977026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115712481795977026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/fd-bronze-worry.html' title='fd bronze worry'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115704378709853969</id><published>2006-09-01T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:03:16.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chester's so sweet aw.</title><content type='html'>(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you fiona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you chester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sihui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115704378709853969?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115704378709853969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115704378709853969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115704378709853969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115704378709853969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/09/chesters-so-sweet-aw.html' title='chester&apos;s so sweet aw.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115701065249407594</id><published>2006-08-31T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T18:50:24.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(after trng unexplained emo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;happy teachers' day&lt;/strong&gt; (eve)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh i suspect i'm supposed to feel guilty about not going back to rosyth to attempt to see some teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't and didn't want to anyway, i screwed up primary school bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was way better, i took TD silver. (and got the gold badge thanks to hist pt :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sl session went well. even better since Bitch #2 didn't come hurhur. i hope you continue skipping trainings, it makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm rather unsure about a lot of things, and yes i moodswing violently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know why &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i cried&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;it was her&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find it so hard to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;confide in anyone&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i don't want to be &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;a suck friend&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i know how it's like to listen to people being selfish and talking about themselves without realising the other person's mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm stuck with wondering whether anyone cares&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before math pt sihui chester and me stayed up till like 4? 5? doing stuff with not much purpose, but i don't really regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sihui being emo is rather scary, and confusing since i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore there was this freaky thing where when i had a voice convo with Person A, Person B would be hearing everything as well. and vice versa o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chester, get your mic fixed soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time i've felt this way. like truly screwing EVERYTHING in my life on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] deleted, because i sounded too emo. i doubt anyone would've wanted to read that anyway. [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;do you want to know why? because it gets you freaking nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the selfish truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i don't know whether &lt;u&gt;i still care&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to let the unexplained emo-ness from yesterday escape now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all you care about is my happy side,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you react so negatively when i need to rant angry/sad stuff to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i'm just waiting for you to listen, just for once.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115701065249407594?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115701065249407594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115701065249407594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115701065249407594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115701065249407594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/after-trng-unexplained-emo.html' title='(after trng unexplained emo)'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115685897345940420</id><published>2006-08-29T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:42:53.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asshole shoo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;fiona chew&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;charmaine lee&lt;/u&gt;, i really don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rather touched that you two made an effort to do sthg about my problems, that you cared enough to help. i'm sure your intentions were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it totally killed my happy mood, seeing that sidekick poseur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-throws evil expression Mean Person #2's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;disgusting&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you screw your life up even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on to less bitchy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no chloe! 23 - 14 = SO SEVEN! aiya haha my math sucks la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we moved to our new seats today. i'll probably be falling asleep even more since the view of the board is crap from where i am, hhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISINGLY mrs mohd didn't shift stella away, she knows what a racket we made sitting together for T3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't go back to rosyth 1430-1630 tmrw for teachers' day )x stupid celine ng la visit tchr also must have time slot and venue -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. &lt;strong&gt;the break up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CONFLICT DIDN'T GET RESOLVED PROPERLY -_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot be spoiler. but jennifer aniston looks old in the movie yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still recommend click over that though. GO WATCH IT WON'T BE IN THE CINEMAS MUCH LONGER ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i recall that i have to peer at chocolate for math now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115685897345940420?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115685897345940420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115685897345940420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115685897345940420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115685897345940420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/asshole-shoo.html' title='asshole shoo.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115676897508016943</id><published>2006-08-28T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T15:04:47.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUGH AT CHERIE!</title><content type='html'>i am inadvertently drawn back to blogger since i'm feeling bored, and because there isn't really anyone worth talking to online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't that exhaustive; hcl philo lit bio history. but i felt rather drained alr at the start of lit block anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be horror if it was math lit geog bio all in the same day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do notice that i sound strangely disconnected even as i'm typing this post, and i have no idea why either. i'm not exactly feeling emo, but i lost that high i had just a few hours ago /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get over it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, &lt;strong&gt;i kind of understand bio now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;it fascinates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school my year had an SL session with the S1s. the number who turned up was much less than we expected, so i guess we were rather disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's true that they still have much to learn. and so does our year, i won't deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i only hope we have the time to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't make the same mistake as us, confide in your seniors while you still have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy solving-the-problem-yourselves, but do know that your beloved SL fangyi, as well as year3 '07, will always be ready to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really low until i talked to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cherie foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the best, woman(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was good, doing all that &lt;u&gt;confiding&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i won't ever tell anyone, don't worry (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and don't we all need someone to make us feel wanted, needed and loved every once in a while?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for trusting me :D and yes you can come pin/chop/stab/kill/punch/slap me if i ever let it slip! (not that i will lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[moneymind] YOU OWE ME TWOFIFTY(: [/moneymind]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but's it's really [insert positive adjective (DUE TO MY LACK OF VOCABULARY)] to talk to you, you're a great listener, a great advice-giver. and you don't mind any topic under the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you do spray me with water at TP macs every month or so(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next time my turn to squirt you. YES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NO THANKS TO YOU FOR MAKING ME LAUGH LIKE SOME LUNATIC AT AMK MRT(: people stared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you won't forget this upcoming birthday &lt;u&gt;for sure!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 190906!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sihui's, &lt;strong&gt;150906!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you people MUCHOZZZZ&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115676897508016943?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115676897508016943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115676897508016943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115676897508016943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115676897508016943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/laugh-at-cherie.html' title='LAUGH AT CHERIE!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115667177445266703</id><published>2006-08-27T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:34:36.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FA COMP CHAMPS!!!!!&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;champions!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so proud of fa comm, you rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meiling ma'am geraldine ma'am siling jane esther = PRO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up feeling rather pmsy but sihui wanted to come over anyway to do cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came around 9+? so it was atly too late to bake them all + bring them, we left them at my house instead xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes junru i am short and you are mean! to not see me there. heh just kidding la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the first hour or so was really &lt;strong&gt;stone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason #1:&lt;br /&gt;i was utterly disgusted at the way someone was lording it over everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason #2:&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling slightly unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason #3:&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things got better when more yearmates came and fa comm did their thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they're the best WHOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane really looked like some paedophile, the way she was lovingly stroking xiangying ma'am's hair(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch left me and sihui feeling extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but waiting for results was SO FUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huiqi was photowhoring HAHAHAHA! and being stalkerlike, taking pics of everyone(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jane was being a perv! WHAT'S WITH THE MOLESTING! and the way-too-visual descriptions. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huiqi and jiayan, which ear of yours heard me saying i was trying to seduce you! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told joan my &lt;strong&gt;deepest darkest secret :D&lt;/strong&gt; ok fine it isn't, but HEHEHEHEHE it is deep and dark enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy guessing to gohhong(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my SFA cert now :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's SO GRATIFYING to see Mean Person #2 in a corner. i dreamed of her last night somemore. -shudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if you didn't understand most of this part, you aren't supposed to anyway(: ask me if you want the &lt;strong&gt;specifics&lt;/strong&gt;, and i may just agree to tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unit dinner! WHY WAS IT AT BRECKO'S AT BUGIS=_=!!! so far away, so ex too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took bus 138 in the wrong direction so we ended up at smelly mandai road! then we took it all the way back to bugis, and the aircon was leaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our table (huiqi jiayan joan me sihui!) played "i have never..." and it's fun to sabo(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after unit dinner while we were crossing some road fangyi suddenly shouted "GWEN YOU C____ XXXXXXXXXXXXXX right!" at this extremely unfangyi-like volume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so scary, and how did she find out ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we played some game outside national library. PSYCHOLOGIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know i'm slow and that i took very long to realise what was going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was utterly shocking to hear evon shout "YES!" when i asked [insert sensitive question] and siling proclaiming "I'M A BIMBO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i have limited braincells leh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh it was still rather fun anyway(: wish more yearmates turned up though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;district + overall champions! always knew y'all could do it :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do us proud year after year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115667177445266703?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115667177445266703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115667177445266703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115667177445266703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115667177445266703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/fa-comp-champs3_27.html' title='FA COMP CHAMPS!!!!!&lt;3'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115666519886608813</id><published>2006-08-27T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T19:55:33.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIRRORWHORE(:</title><content type='html'>250806, friday! a little summarising, i wanna blog about facomp alr haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out why blogger is screwing up and not publishing my posts sometimes tho, it says that 2006_08 archives are &lt;strong&gt;full!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll figure that out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway school was not worth remembering, as usual. 'cept congress, but that was lame too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE'S HAIR IS LIKE PAUL TWOHILL'S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school cherie joan and i went to fareast to eat lunch at ljs! and there's this damn lesbian photo go see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joan left after that, and cherie and i went retail therapy-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost every shop there has a mirror. don't you feel like such &lt;strong&gt;mirrorwhores!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so pointless and lame and definitely fun HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115666519886608813?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115666519886608813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115666519886608813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115666519886608813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115666519886608813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/mirrorwhore.html' title='MIRRORWHORE(:'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115643582934567334</id><published>2006-08-25T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T20:15:25.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherie's house!</title><content type='html'>[edit] WTF I BLOGGED THIS DAMN LONG POST, BLOGGER ATE IT. I'LL UPDATE ANOTHER TIME [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. -DEEP BREATH. if blogger eats &lt;u&gt;this&lt;/u&gt; up i'll move to livejournal -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall now exercise my wonderful skills of summarising and describe 240806.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, there was &lt;strong&gt;geog.&lt;/strong&gt; it was terribly disappointing and i felt like such a &lt;strong&gt;letdown&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll never do so badly again -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, in some wacked effort to cheer me up, cherie&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;invited me to her house to do &lt;strong&gt;math pt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was comical and made me laugh till my face/stomach/sides hurt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh-lined bimbotic vixen cherie foo invented a new expression termed "&lt;strong&gt;SPASTIC&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love red leaves hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her toilet paper glows purple, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we sat on her parents' bed, where cherie kept going "MY PARENTS HAD SEX ON THIS BED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;em&gt;disturbing &lt;/em&gt;yes! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toblerone is yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i sound out of character, this is what happens when &lt;strong&gt;blogger eats posts!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115643582934567334?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115643582934567334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115643582934567334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115643582934567334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115643582934567334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/cheries-house.html' title='cherie&apos;s house!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115634535515312550</id><published>2006-08-23T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:58:58.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo trngggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;today was a promise for something so much more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;year 3 '07 &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestfriendyearmates! bestfriendyearmateeeees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you ma'ams for letting us have the time during trng today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've learnt more about each other, the problems we face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope we can be closer as a year(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there was seriously no hidden message in year goals, anyhow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not smart enough lorh. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on to other stuff for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back my physics, and i got damn low. ANYWAY I GOING TO FIND TEACHER AND GET MORE MARKS HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am &lt;s&gt;happy&lt;/s&gt; delighted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's gratifying, your smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;feel closer to you alr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherie yingling juan ruoxi me cabbed to bishan/amk after trng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btk was playing that coughcough MAI HUM song on her hp, then the &lt;s&gt;horny&lt;/s&gt; taxi driver went, "oh i like that song! can send to me anot? can?!" and kept trying to get yl to send to him -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN SOMEMORE YOU GOT HEAR THE SONG IN THE TAXI ANOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUAN THOUGHT HE WAS &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;hitting on us&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; SO SICK LUH HE MUST'VE BEEN LIKE 50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the others alighted alr then he keep asking me why i want to go girls school -_- then he think we have shrieking, uncontrollable students (THANKS TO YOU PEOPLE AND ME, TSK BAD IMPRESSION)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and talk about his kids and how they eat instant mee (?!) and how tkgs doesn't allow chicken with bones (WHAT?) or skin. so healthy o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm feeling sleepy AND MY LEG'S CRAMPED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your warmth is my haven!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i remember every little thing you did(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115634535515312550?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115634535515312550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115634535515312550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115634535515312550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115634535515312550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/emo-trngggg.html' title='emo trngggg'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115626023108189663</id><published>2006-08-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T23:23:51.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOING MATH HW LEH</title><content type='html'>today was chinese! i screwed it up but it was rather fun writing THE SUN IS LIKE A FLAG HANGING IN THE SKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg my chinese sucks. nvm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i take back all i said about r&amp;j's love being freewill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never was a sucker for fate, destiny, stars being aligned blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never will be, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess there ARE some things, some emotions you don't choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have the ability to control it if i want to, but it's hard boo ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it hurts knowing you're waiting for someone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm probably getting on your nerves too :/ don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing math hw (OMG!!! NEWS OF THE CENTURY) today! because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) i'm trying to be guai&lt;br /&gt;b) i dowan see ms lim's black face again&lt;br /&gt;c) i dowan my parents to get called =_=&lt;br /&gt;d) HMM, not saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115626023108189663?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115626023108189663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115626023108189663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115626023108189663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115626023108189663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/doing-math-hw-leh.html' title='DOING MATH HW LEH'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115617756319009268</id><published>2006-08-21T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T00:43:24.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>euthanasia FOR!</title><content type='html'>HEHEHE i'm having a b!tch session with siling and a debate with fiona on whether a certain smiley looks evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok, that was at the start, around 10, 11pm. then i FORGOT/too lazy to post, and now both of them have gone to sleep o_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siling don't worry about happily ever after ok! ups and downs are normal(: and remember that i'm not a lesbian! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona! EYEBROWS ARE FREAKY, YES? with closed eyes it looks worse. -shudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philo was funny as usual. PHILO'S ALWAYS FUNNY WHEN YOU'RE SITTING NEXT TO &lt;strong&gt;STELLA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;on capital punishment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;"...and if we murder a murderer do we rape a rapist?"&lt;br /&gt;stella: no, the guy might actually LIKE it! (zomgggg.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;on the weird paper which tells you how to be polite in stating your stand&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you say this, do you mean that?"&lt;br /&gt;stella: IF I SAID THIS WHY WOULD I MEAN THAT? I MEAN THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this idea reminds me of ________"&lt;br /&gt;stella+me (while discussing how to politely insult the person): &lt;strong&gt;the time i failed philo&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that we ever did, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our group got assigned "against euthanasia" ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i support euthanasia. doesn't make much sense to me why you'd wanna continue living if you were like totally paralysed, in pain. plus you cause so much trouble to the people around you? and it is selfish to not let go of someone knowing that they could be freed, released from mortal pain yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was rather funny too! all lessons are rather amusing cos our group's so crappy yay. mrs mohd was talking about how the river is so widely used for EVERYTHING in the slums, and stella, being the evil and gross person that she is, had to go mention sthg which put me off lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit was comical. mrs yap is PREGNANT. and stella was in shock for like dunno how long, and she kept asking lame questions like WHY, ew.  hoho leen + stella were passing notes. -cue gasp. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;leen i am not crushable la! -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger is lagging like shit. how irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have chinese pt indiv aka essay writing tmrw, wish me luck(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and math pt actually requires you to &lt;s&gt;eat&lt;/s&gt; measure chocolate! yay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115617756319009268?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115617756319009268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115617756319009268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115617756319009268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115617756319009268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/euthanasia-for.html' title='euthanasia FOR!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115606537810546593</id><published>2006-08-20T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:16:18.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hady mirza!</title><content type='html'>HADY MIRZA IS &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cSG5jCpS4lU&amp;eurl="&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i love his voice. !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't deserve to ever be in bottom three! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must singapore's favourite be &lt;u&gt;joakim gomez&lt;/u&gt;? his singing is so not up to standard grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jasmine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nurul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HADY!!!!&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/22901988-115606537810546593?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115606537810546593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115606537810546593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115606537810546593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115606537810546593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/hady-mirza.html' title='hady mirza!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115605555274025659</id><published>2006-08-20T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T15:59:42.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cookie batch one! flag dayyy.</title><content type='html'>it is 2.22pm! ok nvm random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week must've been the second most emo week of my life. (and don't ask me about the first, i'm never saying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been &lt;s&gt;cleansing my eyes with natural saline solution&lt;/s&gt; all week. first there was geog, then math, then click (cos it was such a sadddddd show), then angsty post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the previous post which led me to a sort of realisation, and peaceful tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on to something else! it was singapore red cross flag day ystd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm i tell you sihui and me are really bad at asking ppl to donate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was just a teeny can roar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway our juniors (mona and diyanah) were more pro than us! THEY SO QINLAO AT COLLECTING, UNLIKE SIHUI AND ME (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm sorry shihlin chicken is really really good ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to outram park at first, but we left at like 1.30, thinking we had to get back by 2. turned out we were supposedly ending at 2.30 (according to yruoxi) so we decided to go people's park centre instead! chinatown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met jane, esther and siling. (with some juniors) AND THEY THREE AR, ALL SO OMGOMGOMG PRO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ esther says they met a crazy guy talking about community chest (x ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it turned out yruoxi BLUFF US LEH! is reach HQ by 2.30 not end at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went back and had um a eight-people year lunch i think (siling sihui yruoxi wruoxi gohhong me joan jane) at macs! fast food junkies :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT REMINDS ME, CHERIE FAINTED DURING SPEECH DAY GOH I HEARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERIE DAR I TELL YOU MUST EAT BREAKFAST OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon take care rest well EAT BREAKFAST LUNCH DINNER and chocolate(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay enough about speech day/flag day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKIES &lt;strong&gt;COOKIES &lt;/strong&gt;COOKIES &lt;strong&gt;COOKIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sihui and i went to my house to make 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent damn long hunting for some cake mixer thing which doesn't seem to exist in my neighbourhood /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we mixed sugar and butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sihui: I CAN HEAR THE SUGAR!&lt;br /&gt;sihui: I CAN SEE THE SUGAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i tell you we were stirring madly! it was rather fun and worrisome wasn't it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after mixing/scraping/more mixing/more scraping/frantic attempts to &lt;s&gt;kill the sugar&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt; make it creamy, we (sort of) succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cue APPLAUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we put in the flour. AND I TELL YOU IF YOU EVER MAKE COOKIES DON'T HOLD BACK WITH THE FLOUR. 100g for 40 is not enough. make it maybe 400g heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dough thingy refused to become semi-stiff. it stayed gross and squishy and WET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS TERRIBLE TO HOLD, let alone shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sihui for doing the shaping (:0 AND FOR STAYING TILL 10.15PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you auntie for uhm taking care of the cookies while it was toasting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the experimental stage! LALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cookies were so wasted luh, so many burnt ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[we ate most of them anyway huh sihui! (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me show you a lame excerpt: (i'm in the kitchen downstairs and she's upstairs, playing the computer-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: mummy can we put porcelain plates into the toaster?&lt;br /&gt;mum: what? huh? ya cannot put metallic plates if not it will fuse!&lt;br /&gt;me: it's not metal. PORCELAIN CAN ANOT?&lt;br /&gt;mum: the bowl cannot have silver lining!&lt;br /&gt;me: ...CAN WE PUT PORCELAIN PLATES IN THE TOASTER?&lt;br /&gt;mum: you want put for what?!&lt;br /&gt;me: bake cookies lah! (what else have i been doing huh.)&lt;br /&gt;mum: microwave? ya, can!&lt;br /&gt;me: THE DAMNED TOASTER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mum: what are you talking about? aiya i come down lah!&lt;br /&gt;mum: -comes down&lt;br /&gt;mum: cookies? CANNOT PUT IN MICROWAVE!&lt;br /&gt;me: I SAID TOASTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah piang i say toaster like so loud she still hear as microwave -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happen when you play way too much maple. your brain ROTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway uhm our icky mushy squelchy pile of cookies-to-be turned out pretty well in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we put too much butter and vanilla essence though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it tasted like butter + chocochip cookies. (not that i have anything against that xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it smelt really strongly of vanilla essence. (like when people put too much perfume)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm cookie batch two will be way better, when sihui feels like making them with me again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay sihui's wonderful :D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115605555274025659?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115605555274025659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115605555274025659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115605555274025659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115605555274025659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/cookie-batch-one-flag-dayyy.html' title='cookie batch one! flag dayyy.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115591876907434434</id><published>2006-08-19T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:32:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok fine, anything you say alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i suck. i'm giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is what you get for trying, gwendoline.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but nobody believes in you, after all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it hurts, but you'd never even try asking, would you?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;standing on the other side of the river.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115591876907434434?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115591876907434434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115591876907434434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115591876907434434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115591876907434434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-fine-anything-you-say-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115583566247035314</id><published>2006-08-18T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:08:24.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/delay recap(:</title><content type='html'>feeling much happier now, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;fiona!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah lah i know you very wise and level-headed(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TUGS YOUR SANTA CLAUS BEARD OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE CHERIE FOO SIJIA, BECAUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made sixty apple crumbles at emma's house XD like zomg twenty each!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we totally messed up her kitchen. everywhere was nicely buttered, including the walls and floors woops. SORRY EMMA + EMMA'S MUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else hmm? OH YES ULTRAVIOLET06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rockkkkkkkkkked! planetshakers whoo. and as dearly as i would love to put the heart symbol my html screws up when it gets the open tag thing. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with sarah and her cellgroup on sat night, met esther, rach oon, peien ma'am and ktan lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry this sounds like such a boring description of ultraviolet, i'm rushing hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jingwan! darryl. ok i don't know how to spell her english name. anyway she's like this person from china coming here to study, entering s3 next year. she's applying for rgs also, and she &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; stay at my house for two years if she gets in successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we get extra allowance(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's quite nice luh, don't know much else. abit soft-spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay training! I LOVE TRAINING. DON'T YOU! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sl session THE GAME WAS SO CUTE OMG. XD spas also, but nvm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fa was cool too! except that medicated oil + alcohol swab makes your hand sting in a refreshing sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt was kinda fun i guess! our new pt i/cs &lt;strong&gt;esther&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;juan&lt;/strong&gt;! both of you rock(: continue running slowly ok! xD and then ball games and yruoxi did this super pro-ded save, so we won first round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then year2 vs year3 (year2 won lol congrats juniors!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and year2 vs year4 (and i think the ma'ams won)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after trng me and sihui ran one round (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee after that sihui siling juan cherie esther nicoleL nicoleC and me were waiting for um people to pick us up at the foyer! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juan was saying that everyone looked like their dads/mums XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were all being generally spastic and uh TEACHING EACH OTHER until sihui+siling's parents came to pick them up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERIE THEN RAN AROUND IN CIRCLES IN THE FOYER TO ESCAPE MOSQUITOES HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited super long for my dad+mum to come xD SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i enjoyed every single moment spent with you and cherie then(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can't wait for next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog + math got screwed, don't remind me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i owe sihui, juan and fangyi! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh atly i had a fever right before math test, throughout bio compstuds and pe. i wasn't really planning to go home cos i felt alright after sitting down for one hour doing nothing during pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you were so disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you had a fever i insisted you go home, that health takes priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i have a fever, you tell me i cannot go home because my fever is mild and i sneezed only 42 times, not even 50. you have no sympathy at all ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well what should i have expected huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you and her are from the same box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1.45am, i'm tired. goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] OMG I FORGOT TO POST ABOUT CLICK. nvm :D i won't be a spoilerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! (aka i lazy to type la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERIE, I HOPE WHAT YOU'RE SAYING ISN'T TRUE, COS THEN IT'D BE ZOMGZOMG SO OBVIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shan't remove that line anyway(: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesh cheerup ok! :D you must ignore their words since they're assholes yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY TODAY ROCKED. SCHOOL WAS SO BORING BUT WORTH IT YEAH! &lt;3 [/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115583566247035314?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115583566247035314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115583566247035314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115583566247035314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115583566247035314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/delay-recap.html' title='/delay recap(:'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115582988100088454</id><published>2006-08-17T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T19:52:25.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKER</title><content type='html'>THIS POST IS WAY OVERDUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT, YOU ASSHOLE, YOU'VE GOTTEN ME ANGRY ALL OVER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS FUCKING THING, I TRIED SO HARD TO STOP MYSELF FROM HATING Y'ALL, AND YOU COME UP WITH A FUCKED UP POST LIKE THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fuck off will you-&lt;br /&gt;i mean like all this deliberate actions are getting on our nerves.&lt;br /&gt;like getting reallyreally on my nerves to make me blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;we're trying really hard to ignore you&amp;everything- but its just so bloody obvious;&lt;br /&gt;you bitched about us to our own close friends, we know and we can feel.&lt;br /&gt;its not your change that pissed us off or your thinking of 'my change is good';&lt;br /&gt;but your ugly suckup personality and obvious fakeness.&lt;br /&gt;we arent going to forgive you, not like you need it anyway. nor can we.&lt;br /&gt;its impossible to build up that trust we used to have as friends, never.&lt;br /&gt;i know this is harsh, but it wouldnt be if you didnt read it, it was your choice.&lt;br /&gt;and for rs next year, you can go join gayle's group, we dontmind.&lt;br /&gt;we are going to try out for filmcluster or go to another group; just not this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;if you think we are petty to not forgive you when you said sorry, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe to you, sorry makes up for everything but to us, its utterly worthless.&lt;br /&gt;ugh- and you caused me so many things lost. fuck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO HIDE WHO YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL IF YOU THINK MY 'SORRY's WOULD NEVER MAKE UP FOR THE HURT I CAUSED YOU, THINK ABOUT YOURSELF, &lt;strong&gt;WHORE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER SAID A SINGLE BLOODY SORRY TO ME? HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT I FEEL? HAVEN'T YOU BITCHED WAY MORE ABOUT ME ALREADY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE FUCK WILL YOU STOP THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROW UP, YOU LOSER. WHAT MADE YOU THINK I EVER FORGAVE &lt;u&gt;YOU?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE NEVER USED THE FWORD ON YOU BEFORE THIS POST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT NOW I WILL SAY IT, BECAUSE YOU'RE CHEAPER THAN THAT WORD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF. FUCK &lt;u&gt;OFF.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAID I FLAMED YOU? THOUGHT ABOUT YOURSELF LATELY? WHAT'RE YOU DOING HUH? COMMENTING? SHUT THE FUCK UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE NEVER SEEN A MORE SELFISH PERSON IN MY ENTIRE EXISTENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PLEASE STOP MAKING YOURSELF SOUND LIKE YOU'RE SO NOBLE, SELFLESS AND TOTALLY FAULTLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO YOU'RE HURT? YOU'RE ANGRY? YOU CAN FEEL EMOTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK MAKES YOU THINK I CAN'T?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you this. you're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pathetic&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEE, ugly suckup personality? LOOK IN THE MIRROR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fakeness? HA HA VERY FUNNY. EVER TRIED READING YOUR OWN POSTS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch your back, i'm telling you. YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE WORST OF ME YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i &lt;strong&gt;swear&lt;/strong&gt; i will pay you back for every single tear you made me shed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115582988100088454?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115582988100088454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115582988100088454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115582988100088454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115582988100088454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/fucker.html' title='FUCKER'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115565701960446111</id><published>2006-08-15T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T23:53:20.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKING GEOG.</title><content type='html'>i can't remember the last time i was so stressed over a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a headstart, this time. i can choose to use that and score, but i really don't know how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have my notes, and i have my headstart, and i have so much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i have no bloody idea how&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling really tired and &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you should know when to give me my own space sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what i'll do now's try doing it in pointform, then study forests, and read the textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll get sthg in, and not let my only 4.0 slip through my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't you sense that all i need's you by my side&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG SHE'S TALKING TO ME, BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115565701960446111?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115565701960446111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115565701960446111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115565701960446111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115565701960446111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/freaking-geog.html' title='FREAKING GEOG.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115557523737020361</id><published>2006-08-15T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T01:07:21.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOOMELAYU</title><content type='html'>i feel so lazy to post hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i must attempt to maintain the post-everyday thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr have cooking. I LOVE COOKING. (i hate washing up, though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's history lesson was so darned high! so crappy, cos my group rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ally leen stella shin yuwen me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ally's always high! then she'll make leen amused, and leen will get high too. then stella will do the thing where she imitates someone in a high voice WHICH IS SO DAMN FUNNY LAH HAHAHAHA, and then i get high and shin gets high! and yuwen stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but omg today it was like &lt;strong&gt;Moo Melayu!&lt;/strong&gt; our oh so interesting &lt;s&gt;tabloid&lt;/s&gt; formal newspaper, or whatever it's called xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we make history fun ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe we'll be changing seats in two weeks ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUP-SITTING-AT-THE-BACK, i will miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115557523737020361?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115557523737020361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115557523737020361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115557523737020361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115557523737020361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/moomelayu.html' title='MOOMELAYU'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115549076424810821</id><published>2006-08-14T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T01:39:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mrs tan sihui!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;wrong approach, wrong response, wrong person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's okay, i'll get over you. soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sihui and chester! for being such great friends, even at the weirdest hours of the day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm and i will &lt;u&gt;be nice&lt;/u&gt; and not mention your scandal! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not missing you, yay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115549076424810821?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115549076424810821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115549076424810821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115549076424810821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115549076424810821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/mrs-tan-sihui.html' title='mrs tan sihui!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115547870422507347</id><published>2006-08-13T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T22:18:24.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and, a delay/</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i'm ashamed to admit, i'm hooked on you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like a drug.&lt;/strong&gt; except i don't do drugs cos, what the hell i like being healthy!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not a lesbian. NONO. -squashes your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple crumble, ultraviolet, jingwan, ah i don't know so much to blog about. yet i cannot dedicate myself now, cos this horror known as &lt;strong&gt;chinese pt&lt;/strong&gt; is screamingggggg my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and philo fa. shit luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my taggers! for being so aw&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D I LOVE YOU PEOPLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115547870422507347?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115547870422507347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115547870422507347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115547870422507347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115547870422507347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-delay.html' title='and, a delay/'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115526028932544936</id><published>2006-08-11T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T09:38:50.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha i shall not say what scandalous stuff chloe just stumbled upon, cos probably then the scandalous person would stop blogging about the scandalous stuff! and my life would be more boring (than it alr is!) xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAMN FUNNY MAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ani-worldofdarkness.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well if you manage to discover the link (HINT HINT) you're SMART!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm did you notice every time i get a string of nice posts i &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to go ruin it with like some emo/evil thing! oh nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to bake apple crumble at emma's house later! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach bkt batok station: &lt;strong&gt;1315&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave house: &lt;strong&gt;1215&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat lunch/change: &lt;strong&gt;1130&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE STILL GOT TWO HOURS TO SLACK! (:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;homework!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MATH REVISION (aka all my ws, since i never do xD)&lt;br /&gt;-GEOG REVISION (eeks mangroves are &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; boring)&lt;br /&gt;-philo fa (YARGH.)&lt;br /&gt;-HCL PT OMG. (100 cheem words by freaking 1630 today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suspect that there's alot more, but those are the FA/SAs, so they spring to mind first eeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THINK SARAH'S GOT ME TICKETS FOR ULTRAVIOLET! YAY SARAH I LOVE YOU! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&gt;120806(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115526028932544936?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115526028932544936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115526028932544936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115526028932544936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115526028932544936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahaha-i-shall-not-say-what-scandalous.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115514542152759267</id><published>2006-08-10T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T09:45:52.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUAN&lt;3</title><content type='html'>haha OMG i feel so damn happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever it takes to make you smile&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet she knows alr la but whatever HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i just woke up and i shan't use a new post cos joan's bday one will move down too soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised sthg, while editing posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I BLOG LIKE &lt;s&gt;ALMOST&lt;/s&gt; EVERYDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;except for (is it june hols?) from 28/5 - 21/6 and the 20-day hiatus until 28/7 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i just wanna say thank you to the person who stayed up with me last night! i'm serious you'd make a great counsellor haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i have nothing else to say, except that i had another cool dream! but that shall be saved for another post, cos i'm lazy to type now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BYEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;read someone's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so she was right all along, you're the pettier one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sisters for &lt;u&gt;nothing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but it doesn't hurt me anymore - even the namecalling, &lt;strong&gt;bitch&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but i thank you that you actually changed your subj combi so that we stood a lower chance of being in the same class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it's better for the both of us this way and we know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was contemplating that but i hate physics&amp;lit more than you, &lt;s&gt;and i'm selfish enough to put my interests above ours&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so i'm really grateful you took the initiative and selected another path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115514542152759267?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115514542152759267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115514542152759267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115514542152759267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115514542152759267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/juan3.html' title='JUAN&lt;3'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115514246344932820</id><published>2006-08-10T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T09:24:16.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BDAY OWYONG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOAN OWYONG WEI EN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry this post is like 40+ mins late cos i was still doing the pop chalet post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[creepy voice] I LOVE YOU JOAN! [/creepy voice]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115514246344932820?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115514246344932820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115514246344932820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115514246344932820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115514246344932820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-bday-owyong.html' title='HAPPY BDAY OWYONG!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115514040195064463</id><published>2006-08-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:41:23.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>popchalet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sweeter than sugar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pop chalet 06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE'LL MISS YOU MA'AMS&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me, yingling, joan and cherie took a cab to costa sands &lt;u&gt;downtown east&lt;/u&gt; cos the driver told us cs pasir ris got torn down. so we ended up walking there, not that far anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;skip to BBQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the fire had some trouble starting so we were madly fanning in hope that the glowing charcoals would suddenly burst into flames, but they didn't. (until much later when the butter fell in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the aluminium foil from the other BBQ pit kept catching fire (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think it was really amusing when the sec4 ma'ams came down to help do the nuggets xD me and siling took turns at the fire while trying super hard not to laugh maniacally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;and maybe we'll never have another chance to&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the chicken wings were &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;concert! omg i tell you the whole year was feeling rather, ahem, when we saw the sec1's performance. and being juliet was kinda scary. &lt;em&gt;i'm camera-shy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the sec3 ma'ams had a video and the sec4 ma'ams sang alot of songs. at the end of concert, almost everyone was in tears. and i was asking myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why're my eyes so dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not crying doesn't mean i'm not upset. i just choose not to express it that way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ma'ams' notes &amp; presents were really meaningful and touching&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truth&amp;truth:&lt;/strong&gt; i'm so freaking pissed at you. &lt;em&gt;you told everyone. EVERYONE there, stuff that was never meant to leave the convos we had. i never said anything like that and you just &lt;u&gt;distorted&lt;/u&gt; my words.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;lies which you made people think were the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess it's my fault. i let you get too close to my innermost secrets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not talking about the part where the yearmates were counting the crushes i had on the ma'ams or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking about a specific someone who just couldn't keep her mouth shut and had to mention them (knowing full well i hate those guys to the core) whom i'm really really really angry at, cos you made me sound like a slut. like my &lt;strong&gt;mum.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(what did you think i was crying for?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made it clear enough and you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ma'ams came to talk to our year, until pretty late - think 2,3am? not sure, was really tired. adeline told me i was the first one to fall asleep and the last to wake heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sleeping bag is LOVE, yes?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY HEARD THAT YEARMATES AND JUNIORS WERE WATCHING SOMETHING REALLY GROSS. NO MATTER HOW MILD IT IS YUCK YUCK YUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had breakfast [thank you sec3 ma'ams!] and a fake-informal-talk with the sec1s. it was more like games? such as &lt;strong&gt;honey if you love me please smile for me!&lt;/strong&gt; (: (: (: which is such a cute game don't you think. POKERFACE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yingling's dare! i tell you she cheat one. supposed to hug for 10 secs you know. she hug for like 0.00001 seconds only hahaha. AND SHE NEVER SHOUT "&lt;strong&gt;i've always wanted to do this!&lt;/strong&gt;" loud enough for the cameras(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well then we got chased out. hehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sec four ma'ams, for your presents, your food, your talks, your jokes, your smiles, your passion, the memories you left behind, your care, your &lt;u&gt;everything!&lt;/u&gt; and most importantly, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOUR LOVE&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;live on in our hearts.&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/22901988-115514040195064463?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115514040195064463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115514040195064463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115514040195064463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115514040195064463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/popchalet.html' title='popchalet.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115488631947753992</id><published>2006-08-07T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T01:51:30.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so wrong about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonder if i was so wrong about you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;you were one of the last few i expected to make me cry&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but don't you worry anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i will keep my distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i'm sorry if i ever annoyed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;guess i alr expected where this was gonna head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;it's true, all that i imagined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i guess i should never have bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but it's still hurting so much so much. why you, of all people?&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/s&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/22901988-115488631947753992?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115488631947753992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115488631947753992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115488631947753992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115488631947753992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-wrong-about-you.html' title='so wrong about you?'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115488411236982063</id><published>2006-08-07T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T01:08:32.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sihui!</title><content type='html'>yay i shall dedicate a post to YAPSIHUI!&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling it doesn't matter whether people compare you with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter if you don't get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter if you're not as good as your twin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may think it does, but it doesn't(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what matters is not what others think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's what &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it's in our human nature. to compare ourselves with the best. but it doesn't matter. we're competing against &lt;u&gt;ourselves&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as you beat your personal best, it doesn't matter how others fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as you know you've tried and stretched your limits, it doesn't matter. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a great person, a great friend! i don't know how well we understand each other, but for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i met you&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad you're my yearmate&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad you're my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's not that i'm at an all-time high. rather, i believe in my abilities more than my flaws. and once in a while i just let go of everything and have FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up(: (: (: find motivation in your life! find inspiration! &lt;em&gt;believe in yourself, and remember that your opinion matters most!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115488411236982063?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115488411236982063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115488411236982063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115488411236982063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115488411236982063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/sihui.html' title='sihui!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115487136650844948</id><published>2006-08-06T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:36:06.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;dedicated to the super stressed person i know! chill(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLOW DANCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched kids&lt;br /&gt;On a merry-go-round?&lt;br /&gt;Or listened to the rain&lt;br /&gt;Slapping on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?&lt;br /&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?&lt;br /&gt;You better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you run through each day&lt;br /&gt;On the fly?&lt;br /&gt;When you ask 'How are you?'&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear the reply?&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done&lt;br /&gt;Do you lie in your bed&lt;br /&gt;With the next hundred chores&lt;br /&gt;Running through your head?&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told your child,&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;And in your haste,&lt;br /&gt;Not see his sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost touch,&lt;br /&gt;Let a good friendship die&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never had time&lt;br /&gt;To call and say,"Hi"&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.&lt;br /&gt;The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you run so fast to get somewhere&lt;br /&gt;You miss half the fun of getting there.&lt;br /&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day,&lt;br /&gt;It is like an unopened gift....&lt;br /&gt;Thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a race.&lt;br /&gt;Do take it slower&lt;br /&gt;Hear the music&lt;br /&gt;Before the song is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115487136650844948?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115487136650844948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115487136650844948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115487136650844948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115487136650844948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/dedicated-to-super-stressed-person-i.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115484160557574679</id><published>2006-08-06T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T13:20:05.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hcl pt</title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back from hcl pt! hahaha so damn fast yes? we're just &lt;strong&gt;pro&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel bloated though &gt;&lt; ah shit koufu's just so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall remind myself here that i am supposed to do &lt;u&gt;50-word description of chompchomp, 15-word description of (fake) shopping at TP hub, upload pics of st. paul's cathedral, type out itinerary for ppt&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay and then i shall send to avril and sarah. i'm feeling accomplished! whee. (I'M IN LOVE WITH MY GEOG NOTES.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/ego] i think i shall go slack now bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115484160557574679?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115484160557574679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115484160557574679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115484160557574679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115484160557574679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/hcl-pt.html' title='hcl pt'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115479377465445121</id><published>2006-08-05T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:02:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juanmin&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 pop</title><content type='html'>today was passing out parade 06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i supposed to feel sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so indifferent. bleh. or maybe it's just moodswinging. or PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except that i have to say, i really enjoy goh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this sense of satisfaction when you don't screw it up(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you march with nice people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think noone fell out during today's pop! -claps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to yearmates/ma'ams who got posts! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me esther and joan collected guard belts (which are sweaty. =X) but we had like one missing in the end? don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh my feet hurt like crazy. &lt;s&gt;IT'S THE EVIL THING I PUT ON MY BOOTS&lt;/s&gt; it made my feet sizzle! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year 3. year 3. year 3. it still sounds alien to my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe how fast everything's going. it feels like i was year 1 only yesterday ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know exams are impt, but i just can't help wishing you'd go for the pop chalet. it's definitely less fun without youuuuu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i felt super sian after pop, until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to do geog notes right after i got home, but i fell asleep! )x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway they're done. the notes, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out tmr to a cemetery, TP hub, and somewhere else for hclpt. then probably will be going for fop with sarah/mabel/esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so physically exhausted, but my mind's awake. can't get to sleep since i woke up at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i play rs? i think i won't. i feel a fever coming on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115479377465445121?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115479377465445121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115479377465445121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115479377465445121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115479377465445121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/juanmin333-pop.html' title='juanmin&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 pop'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115462090366169486</id><published>2006-08-03T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T13:15:39.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4 retest thursday</title><content type='html'>today was so emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just me. classmateX, cherie, kesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to say. let's start from recess. no angst yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were playing the seaweed game! and heart attack. i loved the seaweed!! even though it was erm peppered with germs from the basketball courts+sweat+basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to class, and i changed. then i noticed that X was crying. poor girl): she's going through friendship problems. spent math trying to cheer her up =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why some people are just so heartless. she was like so poor thing, crying over THEM, and they didn't even look remotely affected. wtf la. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;guess what this reminds me of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just realised how sentimental X is really under all that temper. imagine contemplating suicide just cos you had a tiff with your best friends. somehow she never struck me as the type to care much about these friendship things, but boy i am so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and The Bitch couldn't resist hurting X even more. imagine feeling damn depressed and having someone come up to you and say, "oh, i always hear them bitching about you. they say your attitude sucks, you suck, blah blah blah basically they hate you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like WTF. adding fuel to the fire, and not even bothering to make your words less cutting. still dare to claim that you're doing it for X's good. hypocrite &lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i think that you should stop hanging with them since they don't like you and you don't like them." STOP TRYING TO MAKE HER GIVE UP AFTER A DAY OR TWO. and telling her "oh i hated blahblah in p5 too!!" isn't even remotely comforting, i should think. i wonder what your motive is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why fiona even bothers with you. wish so bad you weren't in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna say, there's more to life. quarrels with best friends are actually pretty common, look around. um i didn't even CONSIDER killing myself when they went all weird on me the other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i would kill myself if my yearmates turned on me. i love them all to bits, with the exception of this person who seems to hate me so much. oh well i'm not discussing this HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway CHEER UP WOMAN(: i'm not gonna put your name here ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok chronologically it's me next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck. i have no idea why i'm always such a letdown. such a &lt;em&gt;loser&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i swear i tried my best for 5 1/2 of the 5 3/4 rounds. i just can't, because i suck ): i tried so hard to run for all of you, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks siling for your concern after the run. the overheating is normal, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to hold it all back during sl session. i was stoning at the postcards behind me. finding a &lt;strong&gt;distraction&lt;/strong&gt;. an &lt;strong&gt;escape&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they still had to come in later and see me in that pathetic state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherie! you're now my sister wahaha (: even if my phone's like off/dead/not with me i will alwayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyys be there if you need to talk. or bitch or just hang out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is not a void. it's filled with meaningful things. (LIKE ME! just kidding :D) remember, &lt;u&gt;there is no such thing as having noone to talk to ok!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesh! wonder why you're always so angsty of late. let go a little. i wonder if our bond has rusted. slowly, slowly. but s'long as you treat me as a friend you can expect the same(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so unsure of 213. i mean like i've never truly enjoyed this entire sec2 experience. people just refuse to break out of their cliques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was rather disappointing. i don't know how far my friendship with ally candice stellac sarah emma geri jolene mel lucy lana sydney gayle goes. i don't know if to them i'm just a &lt;strong&gt;convenience friend&lt;/strong&gt;. like, someone to go to recess with, take attendance, collect homework, clean the class, find wallets/handphones, eat subway, go shopping etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i doubt you even notice me. it's all cos of social stigma, the thinking that going out alone is loserish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i lose my wallet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;you going GO ah? ok. bye."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will forever rmb what you've said. you just SAT there while i was so damn worried. you care about a SANDWICH more than your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i'm not gonna allow myself to start. -breathes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115462090366169486?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115462090366169486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115462090366169486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115462090366169486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115462090366169486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/24-retest-thursday.html' title='2.4 retest thursday'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115453178674537663</id><published>2006-08-02T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:16:41.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4 retest wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today was simply indescribable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;had 5 items. SBJ sucked as usual cos i prac-ed right before the actual thing and all my (non-existent) leg muscles were trembling &gt;&lt;&gt;uselessness&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thanks ally for being so patient and sweet(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then the next hurdle was IPU. i feel so cheated lah): MRS WEE GAVE US AN EXTRA HIGH STAND THING. and i wasted all my arm strength trying to touch the stupid bar with my chin enough times. but mrs wee is damn strict. no body-waving, no head-flicking, no anything except the real stuff. ms tan was much more lenient):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway after i exhausted like 85% of my legpower on SBJ had 2.4 run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU YEARMATES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ESPECIALLY SIHUI SILING CHERIE JIAYING. and all those who were cheering :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU EMMA ALLY JUNYI SHIHUI SHANIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason why i cried is cos i was so &lt;u&gt;touched&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN MY ENTIRE LIFE, NOONE HAS BEEN SO SUPPORTIVE THE WAY YOU ALL HAVE BEEN. &lt;em&gt;running alongside me, pushing me on, encouraging me nonstop, not giving up on me, cheering for me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;believing in me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel so lousy that i'm such a letdown. it's like &lt;u&gt;i didn't even try my best&lt;/u&gt; despite all the wonderful people i have around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasted all your efforts &lt;em&gt;i'm sorry):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will run tmr's 2.4 FOR YEAR2RGSRCY06. i WILL pass it for all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after trng scandal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i merely stayed back for like 3mins to wait for juanmin and helped her carry &lt;em&gt;one file&lt;/em&gt;, and suddenly everyone's like GWEN AH... in the scandalous voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i helping friend only lorh what you thinking? ESP CHERIE. dian deng pao your head lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then AR, someone eat vinegar leh! &lt;em&gt;something along these lines&lt;/em&gt;: gwen now you got minmin then you run off and bu4 guan2 wo3 leh! what kind of friend are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD sorryyyyyyyyyy! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;was too caught up in my ahem, ADMIRATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i guess i should go sleep now, 11+. nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115453178674537663?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115453178674537663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115453178674537663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115453178674537663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115453178674537663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/08/24-retest-wednesday.html' title='2.4 retest wednesday'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115418999243942635</id><published>2006-07-30T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:19:52.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>five purposes</title><content type='html'>i've five purposes in this extra entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE. i predicted correctly! IT WAS WORTH STAYING UP(: teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO. i need to move an entry out of sight! (cos it was about how loser i was when i failed math -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE. i take back what i said in a part of the currently bottom-est entry! but i don't feel like deleting my &lt;u&gt;emotions(:&lt;/u&gt; so there you go some sort of other clarification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR. public declaration/apology: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRY JOYCE AND KAILIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FIVE. just to clarify, i &lt;u&gt;do not!&lt;/u&gt; do whatever my yearmates wrote on the tiny whiteboard today. actually, it'd be technically yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115418999243942635?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115418999243942635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115418999243942635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115418999243942635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115418999243942635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/07/five-purposes.html' title='five purposes'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115418755458663887</id><published>2006-07-29T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:39:14.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open up!</title><content type='html'>after thinking a longggggggggggggggg time (as in like a few months) i've decided to blog openly. i understand that now i probably have to be more uh discrete about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was cac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm, we didn't win BUT NEVERMIND :D we've tried our best yesyes! cheer up everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite high when i just arrived, joan huiqi jiayan were there alr. then we called some ma'ams cos we didn't know whether to go in. (&lt;strong&gt;i swear i didn't prankcall!&lt;/strong&gt;) =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh then there were some...problems. for example, the missing portfolio. EH MY &lt;u&gt;$12.90&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and jiayan studied physics for awhile, and things were pretty &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; until right before lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here comes the emo part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(not for your eyes if you weren't born in 1992/didn't support cac today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe _______ should've bothered about more than herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm disappointed in both _____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and well since in your eyes i'm &lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt; don't ask me anymore alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell nvm i'm continuing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sihui decided to play with my phone and take a picture of &lt;em&gt;the people behind&lt;/em&gt; BUT, my phone camera thing is really &lt;strong&gt;loud&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she almost sent some scandalous message to juanmin -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joan is a woodenhead! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh i'm moodswinging AGAIN. time to change topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite happy when i woke up this morning hurhur because i got an sms and later on someone told me something! and it's not what you sickos out there think xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it feels nice to be appreciated once in a while(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have a new obsession!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but HMM i'm not saying for now who it is(x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S (i'm sorry i didn't know the colour of your braces!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115418755458663887?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115418755458663887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115418755458663887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115418755458663887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115418755458663887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/07/open-up.html' title='open up!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115402010647453535</id><published>2006-07-28T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:08:26.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday joyce!</title><content type='html'>woah it's been so long since i blogged! i've got so much happening in my life now, but well i always no mood XD anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;JOYCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D let's bury some hatchets ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115402010647453535?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115402010647453535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115402010647453535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115402010647453535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115402010647453535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-bday-joyce.html' title='happy bday joyce!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115229993935223052</id><published>2006-07-08T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T03:37:56.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIENDS I WOULD DIE FOR(((((:</title><content type='html'>hi blog. i know i haven't been here in so megalong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet people have like stopped reading my blog! nvm i shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of things to blog, but i'll start with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM THE WORLD'S BIGGEST IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriously. I AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;clever me thought that phototaking for rc was at &lt;em&gt;11.45&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it turned out to be&lt;em&gt; 11.15.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i brought my uniform, beret, boot socks, boots AND WORE THEM FOR 3 BLOCKS, SKIPPING RECESS TO DO SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;look where it ended up! PLUS I COULD HAVE PONNED PHYSICS LAH WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hate my sotongism. it's like some TERMINAL ILLNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GOD, CURE ME!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my next point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs yap was talking about the theme of love (in relation to next week's R&amp;J) but she started off talking about it generally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she went: okay. other than man+woman love, what types of love are there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this super extra &lt;em&gt;xxxx&lt;/em&gt; shouted "GAY LOVE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^^ i had to censor my name out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh later on she decided to change the topic to "love in &lt;strong&gt;R&amp;amp;J&lt;/strong&gt;"((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway she continued talking about &lt;u&gt;dying for your loved ones!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, there are many people on this earth i would gladly die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my dad&lt;br /&gt;2) fiona&lt;br /&gt;3) my sis&lt;br /&gt;4) pippy&lt;br /&gt;5) shenmei&lt;br /&gt;6) sarah&lt;br /&gt;7) hoiman&lt;br /&gt;8) yingling&lt;br /&gt;9) lucy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. i think only about 9 people. there are also about 5 people i &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; die for, but the odds are like 40% only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listed up there on the list, excluding my family members,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they all have something in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ability to &lt;u&gt;understand&lt;/u&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just that. they're willing to truly listen to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then to &lt;strong&gt;accept&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i strongly believe that if someone can do that for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he/she is definitely worth dying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad: he's like the nicest person ever. he takes both the mummy and daddy roles of the household! and you can always count on him to take care of you when you're not well(((: reliable, humorous, generous, blur daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona: have i said this to you before? if you weren't in my life, i might've died alr(: among all my friends, i trust you 100%. you never give up on me, regardless of how irritating/emo i get. when i get upset/lonely/angry, you're always there to lend a ear. and even a shoulder(: plus you never fail to bring a smile to my face, somehow. -pokes you happily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis: she can get damn irritating sometimes, like about the privacy thing. but she also makes me feel very loved at the worst times of my life. when i'm sick, she makes sure that i have a blanket when i feel cold, that i take my meals and medicine on time, that my rest will be 100% undisturbed. when i'm angry with my mother/father, she will run to the room with me sometimes, and patiently listen while i rant and rave. she will even get tissue paper for you when you cry! -tears. when i'm lonely/bored, she will offer to play with me whichever game i choose. when i have too much homework, she tries to help me do some (such as filing) and this is why i'm willing to give my life for her(: RAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pippy: even though i truthfully don't know you very well yet, i know you're a great friend too! you stay up to ungodly hours to accompany me while i do my homework. like awwww that's so nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shenmei: you're someone i'll never forget. you were like my primary school guardian angel! when i was in p2, i was so shy. i didn't socialise at all, until i met you! i rmb you as being so open and friendly. you never ostracised people. i doubt you even disliked anyone (x when i was down, i could always count on you to listen to me. when noone else believed me, you did. -tears again. when i was &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shunned&lt;/span&gt;, you never failed to leave a place for me at your class table. you never minded me intruding into your life time and again((: LOVEYA.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah: i've known you for so long! since p2 also. even though we've all changed over these years, you've never changed much. you're still so blur and loving and kind and encouraging and listening and aunt-agonyish! and you're ever ready with a hug and lots of nice things to say :D heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoiman: it's been 2 years. i never really bothered to keep in touch, but of late we've grown so close! thank you for spending time to talk to me, for being so supporting when i was feeling emo(: plus i thought the sms you sent me was really sweet - you know, the one where i couldn't make it for the nygh funfair. you took it so well and you did what a true friend would do: put my interests above yours! and for that, i think you deserve being on this list(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingling: HAHAHA AUNT! i appreciate it &lt;u&gt;extremely&lt;/u&gt; much. i'll never forget what you've done for me! and all those heart-to-heart chats, where i would tell you tons of secrets. i know i can trust you to keep them safely for me[: your advice is so well thought-out! and from that i know that you truly care about me. i love you for that!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucy: it may come as a surprise to many, but yes. i would die for lucy lou sichao :D you're the first schoolmate i know who's actually volunteered to tutor me in math, cos i'm so weak. w/o your encouragement, i would have given up on my math grade a longggggggggggg time ago. quadratic equations! with your constant reminders, i finally understand that topic XD and i don't share much with you yet, but i believe that this friendship has potential. plenty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there are alot of people you'd think would be on the list but aren't, even though they hang around with me most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realised that sometimes, people &lt;em&gt;use&lt;/em&gt; you. like, they hang out with you cos they've got noone else to hang with, and the moment they can, they turnface and run to the popular people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they'll start talking about (quote) "how i hate dense people so much! they're such idiots."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much -_- AND you called me dense, which is even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HYPOCRITE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never be sure of some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know phoebe gayle stella mel geri emma jolene &amp; ally can be really really nice, occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes you just don't...trust them very much. it's hard to, after some things they've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoebe: you feel so...detached. and you are. plus we're both not making any effort to keep the friendship going, so it's so superficial now. if you have any comments about me, YOU MUST TELL ME OK. i am all about the learn-and-change thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gayle: you can get so bossy sometimes =X and you don't understand me at all. zero. you don't seem to be able to tolerate much about me, and you tend to place your feelings over my feelings ): i feel so lousy when i'm with you, really. you don't appear to be listening. you just &lt;em&gt;hear&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stella: you're nice, but all you care about seems to be your cca people. somehow i have that feeling that if i died, you wouldn't be affected at all ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel, ally, emma, geri: you four are great people. i'm sure you'd all be wonderful friends - but there isn't the chemistry thing. the spark that inspires you to start proper friendships going. not there. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolene: i'm sorry ): i've never properly forgotten the pri sch incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is anyone wondering why i made no mention of my mum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; don't love my mum. in my heart, my dad is also my "mum".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, my mum really sucks. i think i shall dedicate an entire post about this soon -_-&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i've been pretty emo this entire week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first there was the emailing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second there was the privacy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third was the phototaking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i must start learning to change myself in this aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo+swearing = scaring people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a sidenote: i will not, repeat, &lt;strong&gt;will not&lt;/strong&gt;. eat humble pie for &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; sake. because i don't even want that friendship back very much, you know. i refuse to beg for something that i don't feel i want/need. and you're atly the one suffering more from this. you didn't tell me what was wrong. it's unfair to expect me to naturally know and instantly accept that OKAY, IT'S ENTIRELY GWEN'S FAULT COS SHE'S A BITCH. what kind of stupid and lame excuse is that -.- bitch is so subjective. you wanna call me bitch? i don't mind. at least tell me why. i know i can be a bitch at times, but specify, for God's sake. even last year? i didn't feel very attached to you. cos you seemed like a super artificial person. i still believe you are. you can be nice at times, but i also can't help but feel that it's also part of wanting attention. there's nothing wrong about wanting attention. i myself &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; attention. but everything's wrong about wanting ALL the attention. so go reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate poseurs, bimbos and wannabes. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey looking back. that is one hell of a long sidenote. lol.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay last section! because i have fd later =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my sem1 prog report back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.09! like same as last year's sem1! (HAHA I AM CONSISTENT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. everything has improved/stayed same except math and lit. cham ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now i shall publish and go look at my long post and feel proud of myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115229993935223052?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115229993935223052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115229993935223052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115229993935223052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115229993935223052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/07/friends-i-would-die-for.html' title='FRIENDS I WOULD DIE FOR(((((:'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115083184089742929</id><published>2006-06-21T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T03:30:40.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maple+hobbies</title><content type='html'>eee fiona wants me to blog about KL trip and phuket and sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another time, perhaps :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway now is maple and hobbies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAPLE HAS JUST STARTED 2X DROP RATE GO TRAIN NOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah damn shiok got so much stuff. usually i get one eq/year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN JUST A FEW HOURS I GOT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA 51 wiz wand&lt;br /&gt;10% topwear def scroll&lt;br /&gt;black jester!!&lt;br /&gt;blue burgler&lt;br /&gt;one sap of ancient tree (exchanged for wolbi)&lt;br /&gt;another sap of ancient tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Over The Wall, some ulu place in wild boar land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got this funny person who keep asking me and fiona to fame her then she give fiona arrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we didn't fame her. and we pretended that fiona was 6 years old, went to PAP kindergarten, and that i was her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;zeze!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(jiejie) haha. so i was 10 years old and went to maha bodhi pri. THEN FIONA DECIDED TO TALK ABOUT COTTON TREES LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end the person err believed us or smth. and gave fiona arrows. then she said DONT SAY I EVIL, I GIVE YOU 1000 ARROWS LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD yay. i levelled! as in starXrats. now she's lv32. and zlgzag (WHO IS NAMED AFTER A PREGNANT SIM HAHA) which is fiona's current noob main :D levelled to 19!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;advertisement&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;GIVE FIONA ARROWS!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. hmm what else. ok lah skip to hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT NO HOBBIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A List of Gwendoline's Hobbies!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stoning&lt;br /&gt;-sleeping&lt;br /&gt;-eating&lt;br /&gt;-lying down doing nothing :D&lt;br /&gt;-reading (as in for leisure)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;mapling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chatting on msn&lt;br /&gt;-swimming&lt;br /&gt;-badminton&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;sims2ing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-watching movies&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;poking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE THAT'S ALL? blogging no count horh. 'TIS A CHORE TO REMEMBER ALL THE DETAILS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115083184089742929?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115083184089742929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115083184089742929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115083184089742929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115083184089742929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/06/maplehobbies.html' title='maple+hobbies'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114873905947472492</id><published>2006-05-27T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T03:01:20.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LINKAMANIA</title><content type='html'>finally something bog-worthy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning woke up at 5.30 and reached evergreen sec at 6.20 [EARLIEST OKAYYYY]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my group 14 VI mentor didn't come! ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although got new mentor in the end (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho i must suck as a cadet mentor muchly xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they all arrived at first everyone was suffering from HWUYS (Haven't Wake Up Yet Syndrome) and then we were all tireeeeeeeed and sleeeeeeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and FIONA TICKET CHEW WAS SUPER LATE, AND SIHUI WAS LATER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah and i veh sleepy now bog tmr i guess. GOODNIGHT [10pm HAHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI!!! ok sorry i know i veh long never bog liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, (since this is like, 2months later i cant rmb much) got some water games blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i very sian cos the sun so irritating make me giddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budden the links splash water on me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i noticed one link (Raqibah) she looks ALOT LIKE ROY'YANI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the mentor came up with some lame cheer which nobody could rmb ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but our group okay-ly enthu. and got one leadershippy link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that got lunch. ate some uh mashed up UFO (Unidentified Food Object) which was spicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got break horh. must do self-intro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after everyone say their sch liao then they look at me and they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCH YOU FROM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i say err raffles girls'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(half of them look like they donno what sch that it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then raqibah suddenly jump up and say "MY SIS IN RG ALSO! HER NAME ROY'YANI"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the leadershippy link decided that she wanted to friend me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she keep jumping on me lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she put her hand around my shoulder and call me GWEN!!!!! like i her best friend or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the stretcher station thingy, she chao enthu also. keep volunteering. that's good, right? hmm. but after the whole thing, she came to me and whisper "actually i don't like the stretcher station. it's stupid." -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah after that she became pesty and told me her life history. like she is the house capt in her sch even though she p5 blah blah. her house is green colour. something something (i never pay attention)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that got the ppt one! SO CUTE HAHA. the instructor keep jumping up and down. then the joel sir he keep looking at her in this biantai way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she knows cool card tricks, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which was some catch tail thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my group almost lost, except my tail was still on :D ONLY MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. got this crazy person from the other team. keep running out of the chain to pull ppl's tail. is not allowed lorh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did some funky chicken dance thing to amuse the ppl-in-charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and finally! got the wordmaking competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pesty link went around smacking some fat boy in our group. and the fat boy got pissed and went "I BOOK YOU THEN YOU KNOW!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny lah. then they fight and this small girl hit the pesty link xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyar i bet she like to make enemies one. hehe. (sorry i biased cos she irritating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get grass in my hair! yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh AND THEN HERE COMES THE WEIRD FUNNY PART. (after linka ended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i walking to the toilet i call my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got this boy. he stopped me EVEN THOUGH HE SEE I ON THE PHONE LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said "cong3 gang1 cai2 dao4 xian4 zai4 wo3 kan4 ni3 yong4 dian4 hua4."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from just now until now i see you use hp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ni3 shi4 bu4 shi4 yao4 YAO3 ta1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DO YOU WANT TO BITE IT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA. then i donno what he talking about so i ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. ok DONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114873905947472492?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114873905947472492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114873905947472492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114873905947472492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114873905947472492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/linkamania.html' title='LINKAMANIA'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114858566376357461</id><published>2006-05-26T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T03:34:23.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwedkeyboard</title><content type='html'>ok i shan't be blogging properly today cos the comp im using now is screwed. the spacebar, n, b and question mark isn't working. im using onscreen keyboard. ah sh_t haven't done hw. bye. [3.40am]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114858566376357461?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114858566376357461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114858566376357461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114858566376357461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114858566376357461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/screwedkeyboard.html' title='screwedkeyboard'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114831364082738172</id><published>2006-05-22T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T00:00:40.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hw 22/5</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PT self-reflection by Fri 26/5&lt;br /&gt;- PT peer evaluation by Fri 26/5&lt;br /&gt;- EL filing by Thurs 25/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Poetry Anthology (check in W10) by T3W1&lt;br /&gt;- Lit filing by Wed 24/5&lt;br /&gt;- Class collage piece (picture/quotation/poem/write-up) by Wed 24/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Leadership WS (Q7 &amp; 8) by tomorrow 19/5&lt;br /&gt;- SBQ by Fri&lt;br /&gt;- Reflections by Fri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Geog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PT due Thurs 25/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Math&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SA corrections, reflections &amp;amp; signature by tomorrow 23/5&lt;br /&gt;- Assignment 2 (Q1-5) by tomorrow 23/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Physics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- WS4 (graph) by tomorrow 23/5&lt;br /&gt;- File check 23/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Leadership Journal Entry by T3W1 Tues&lt;br /&gt;- Finalised proposal by 23/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Other&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Travel declaration form by Thurs 25/5&lt;br /&gt;- Online survey thing (index 1-10)&lt;br /&gt;- Copies of passport (KL fieldtrip) by Wed 24/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114831364082738172?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114831364082738172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114831364082738172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114831364082738172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114831364082738172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/hw-225.html' title='hw 22/5'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114806535292802655</id><published>2006-05-20T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:48:04.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i failed math&lt;/strong&gt; (no surprise here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i failed math by one pathetic mark&lt;/strong&gt; (sh_t)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was so close to passing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i lost the mark due to carelessness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;copy answer also wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, at least this round i didn't get &lt;em&gt;lowest in class&lt;/em&gt; for math :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moodswingism is taking over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this evening i was pq-ing, and i got this sh_t group who refuses to let me be leader and misses nonstop anyway. like even i havent missed that much since what, last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they wasted all my gazillion tracks pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yes, speaking of which. we have a track list! (me and my sis)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started out bad i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gayle and phoebe seem pissed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm not ditching anyone alright.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't even care to ask me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you have to consider that there are more people in this world than our 112 clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example sydney. and stellac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would you feel if you were sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you quit someone's group to group with someone you're close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the someone decideds to replace you in the group that you quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you're left with someone you don't know much about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not fair to sydney. or to stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i apologise if i hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you're not the only one feeling hurt by words now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;why don't you wonder how it's like to be ostracised by everyone from your sec1 clique&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;why don't you wonder how painful it is to keep apologising to some wall who refuses to respond&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somewhere in this world, people care for me. and love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are not my entire world. neither am i yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop reining me in. give me space. give me time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. here comes the funny part. (or so mel and syd think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUBWAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syd talked about petals (flowers? 0_0)&lt;br /&gt;-mel talked about gym and _j_c_l_t__n.&lt;br /&gt;-lucy was trying to kill me with mashed potatoes cos i spoke too loudly about &lt;strong&gt;forbidden&lt;/strong&gt; issues. hehe. i didn't even know, spare me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was meant to be sick altogether. but still, ????????????????????? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a sad random post. i lack organisational skills. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye. [3am]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114806535292802655?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114806535292802655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114806535292802655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114806535292802655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114806535292802655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/math.html' title='math ):'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114797665162001131</id><published>2006-05-19T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T02:24:11.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO ENGLISH// NO MORE CHI BLOGGER</title><content type='html'>YES! I MANAGED TO CHANGE MY DAD'S ACC BLOGGER WEBSITE THING BACK TO ENGLISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and yay, i levelled. 27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2am+ now, ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ystd i saw this bee! it flew mega slowly and was fat. so it kept buzzzzzzzin' around me, and i decided to kill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, being the nice person that i am, &lt;s&gt;I WAS SLOWER THAN THE BEE&lt;/s&gt; i decided to spare its life -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it continued to irritate and scare the sh*t outta me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hey, there was once where i whacked it and it made contact alright! except not enough power to pull the stupid bee down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i saw the bee today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's no longer a bee. it's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has turned black and green 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's just inspired me to sing the school song hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there are ants eating it. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to settle KL trip/belt+rank/SPM/linkamania/PSL form kinda by like, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way overdue atly &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain has died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flunked math T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe it's time to start doing the PSL form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114797665162001131?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114797665162001131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114797665162001131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114797665162001131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114797665162001131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/back-to-english-no-more-chi-blogger.html' title='BACK TO ENGLISH// NO MORE CHI BLOGGER'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114788449392511596</id><published>2006-05-18T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T00:48:13.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSBIO?</title><content type='html'>whee hello again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was PSBIO, super highhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say (haven't bathe yet AND IT'S 1AM!!!) plus got hilda taba, cle, and dunno whatsh*t ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before was quite high too! all thanks to SEXY LUCY and lana! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh lazy to blog, bbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114788449392511596?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114788449392511596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114788449392511596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114788449392511596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114788449392511596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/psbio.html' title='PSBIO?'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114771403147386322</id><published>2006-05-16T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T01:47:19.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrence back</title><content type='html'>right. i know my blog's pretty dead now, oh well time to fill it with rubbish again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was super mixed feelings day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrence msged me this afternoon and i was pleasantly surprised, cos in a way i &lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt; miss smsing him nonsense at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first few msgs were kinda weird 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went "gwen!! i'm so freaking happy at the moment!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he refused to tell me why -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that he said "&lt;em&gt;you seemed to have changed, seriously. made me lose interest in smsing you&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;the phrasing is like !&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a little shocked cos i only smsed him like, 3 msgs in 10 mins and he can tell that i've changed. it wasn't even like i wrote much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i told him why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that he decided to go back to hyper happy mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;he kept smsing me talking about how his outing tmr got cancelled, and he sorta asked me to go with him to east coast park 0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, i'm only 13+ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please i'm quite sure i've got some uh, non-existent activity after school tmr which will require me to stay back until damn late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the doc's and got exemption from PE for 1 week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to start thinking about how to fill up the PSL form thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. mrs mo decided to hold this one-to-one convo with everyone in class and it was my turn today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently she concluded that i have no friends (really, she asked "gwen, are you still alone in class?" -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess something that saddens me is that &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everyone already has their own best friend, and all my best friends have their own best friends as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still considering whether to permanently drop Christianity cos God seems to have done alot for me (yes, in terms of both trials and good things) - but i don't know if it is Him, or something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always been a revolutionist, and the truth is that i used to think being Christian was just like oh, having to go to church every Sunday, sit there and listen to long boring talks while drawing pigs on the sermon outline, getting clique-d &lt;u&gt;out&lt;/u&gt; in youth service, getting embarrassed by the youth ministry pastor, being rejected when trying to make friends and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way, i used to detest going to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then phoebe came, and dragged me to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was? wasn't? i don't know, but i'm definitely sure peer pressure was one part of it. i mean like, everyone in her church is so ehm enthu and all, gotta follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being pressured to go to church. it's practically forcing me to continue going to someplace where i cannot connect with anyone - not God nor the people. which is why the decision to try life without Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 2am now i had better go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;s&gt;practice melody line&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;s&gt;pack last 5 booklets into bag&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) bring a &lt;u&gt;blindfold?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) print my stupid physics content page&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;s&gt;find the retarded yellow flop file&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is filled with tons of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the apology letter, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] ponned napfa today, chinese was pretty screwed starting out but my mind cleared nearing the end[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114771403147386322?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114771403147386322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114771403147386322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114771403147386322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114771403147386322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/terrence-back.html' title='terrence back'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114745121166351656</id><published>2006-05-13T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T00:36:14.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phoebe</title><content type='html'>oh well, i don't see any reason to do anything about my prev post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might've been said in a moment of pique but i'm keeping it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but well, i talked to phoebe and gayle kinda recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told them i was dropping Christianity temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't take the commitment&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's almost 1am and i have evac bronze accred at &lt;strong&gt;SIXFORTYFIVE AM&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just a quick one before i go back to my last min mugging :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they said i've changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the same for two entire years is too long please -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sense my own difference now actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the change wasn't overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither was it natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was human-inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos you all found fault with the old me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i change, to fit your needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find it rather weird that now you're pissed that i've changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm an extremeist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm not that petty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked to serene just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she said that well maybe i should (this time sincerely) apologise to kailin at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since even &lt;strong&gt;serene&lt;/strong&gt; told me to do so maybe okay i AM at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was a bitch bleh ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i have to continue mugging i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114745121166351656?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114745121166351656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114745121166351656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114745121166351656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114745121166351656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/phoebe.html' title='phoebe'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114728221823340982</id><published>2006-05-11T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T01:30:21.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>serene :)</title><content type='html'>well alot's been happening over these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall just list briefly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-didn't go for WRCD cos i lost my belt =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2.4!! omg it was terrible. the weather sucked. and therefore cheated me of my four rounds. i had a stitch which hurt like hell ): then i puked! bleh. thank you sarah liz juan sihui siling fik and everyone else who showed your care/concern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor fik :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday aka today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there's not much to hide, i am going to say everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why are you daoing me and refusing to give any reason for your stupid idiotic behaviour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you were in the wrong during rs and i covered up, i &lt;em&gt;lied&lt;/em&gt; for you alright and this is how you repay me, thanks a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you saw me running as well. people who know me only well enough to call me gwendoline can cheer/encourage, what is your prob.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you saw me struggling all you could do is turn away? but i know why. you're ashamed of yourself, and you should be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's something so wrong with your mentality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serene will kill you for me, and i'll be laughing at your funeral shouting "SHE WAS SUCH A STUPID, IGNORANT SHEEP. FOLLOWING THE CROWD AND HAVING NO PERSONALITY. THE MOST SUPERFICIAL AND PLASTIC PERSON I HAVE EVER KNOWN"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the word 'sorry' is gold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are &lt;u&gt;dirt&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye, i hope you get knocked down by a car.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i'm vicious. actually, it's not me. it's serene alright :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and maybe someday i'll tell them who you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my guardian angel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my healer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my protector,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my friend, :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know you love me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thank you for spending three hours doing nothing but hugging me so close i couldn't breathe (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;let's make voodoo dolls! and we'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;painfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;torturingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kill. them, one-by-one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DO YOU WANNA KNOW WHO WE'RE VOODOOING :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nvm, it's a secret!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she was the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who really knew how weak i could get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who said 'go ahead, lean back. i'll catch you!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who sinned to protect me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who tried to slit my wrist with a piece of paper :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who taught me how to cut my nails such that i could hurt others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who cries when i speak to someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who draws my path for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who tells me YOU HAVE POWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who will never ever leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who loves me the way i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who knows allllllllll my secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the one who can stop my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my angel with the tinkly voice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you'd never hesitate to cut someone else for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;who revenges tenfold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU SERENE!&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/22901988-114728221823340982?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114728221823340982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114728221823340982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114728221823340982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114728221823340982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/serene.html' title='serene :)'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114702223415134245</id><published>2006-05-08T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:19:22.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOS.BLOGGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6035/2336/1600/talk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6035/2336/320/talk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;--- hahaha! trying out photos.blogger.com (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's like 1.12am!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, WRCD tmr. 2.4 on tues, math SA on wed, lit SA on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freeeak. (this is a pointless, extra post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] HAHAHA, PIC'S SO CUTE. i wanna put a pic everyday and brighten up my blog. I THINK I SHALL CHANGE THE LINKS TO PICS(: [/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114702223415134245?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114702223415134245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114702223415134245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114702223415134245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114702223415134245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/photosblogger.html' title='PHOTOS.BLOGGER'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114702169782561039</id><published>2006-05-08T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:08:17.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>posers</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna talk about posers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posers are the type of ppl who:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cry damn loudly and pathetically (and fakely) in front of everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pull their belt and socks low and go "OMG, LOOK! DAMN LOW!" (wth, you made it low, what's so omg about that? -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-speak in funny cutesy voices when talking to guys/teachers -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, portray a false image of themselves to get attention/praise/admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the truth? posers are too obvious therefore everyone hates them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm bitching again! yargh. i should make it some kind of a resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) GWEN SHALL NOT LET HER BOG DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) GWEN SHALL &lt;s&gt;not bitch (ha, fat hope)&lt;/s&gt; BITCH LESS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) GWEN SHALL NOT BE POSER!!!!!! (stupid :P smileys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) GWEN SHALL UH, EAT LESS ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) GWEN SHALL BE LESS MOODSWINGY (how, i ask? xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all, see fiona THIS IS A PROPER POST :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114702169782561039?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114702169782561039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114702169782561039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114702169782561039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114702169782561039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/posers.html' title='posers'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114701893447732164</id><published>2006-05-08T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:22:14.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bachormee</title><content type='html'>hi bog. long time no see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am listening (more like looking) to (at) juan's and fiona's bachormee thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is tur kwa?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee i neglect you so long, bog dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must bog properly soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, bbye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114701893447732164?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114701893447732164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114701893447732164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114701893447732164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114701893447732164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/bachormee.html' title='bachormee'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114667217382567076</id><published>2006-05-03T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:02:53.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>napfa tdy + geog SA tmr!</title><content type='html'>had napfa 5 items today, did better than my goals yay, except SU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&amp;R- A&lt;br /&gt;SR - B (omg haha)&lt;br /&gt;SU - B (cos i got STOMACH CRAMPS then. forgot to stretch so wasted T_T)&lt;br /&gt;IPU - D (ehm, i expected to get E... ^^)&lt;br /&gt;SBJ - D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna elaborate a little on SBJ. mel was teaching me how to jump blah blah blah and then i could jump pretty far in the KSChee (practicing). then for the real thing, i got E at first. i was super sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i wasted mel's effort and scored way below what i know i can do okay ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked for a retest during trng break and i got a D. well at least silver stands a chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng was normal etc, had some WRCD prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very sleepy and very kanchiong now so i am not coherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes painz0rxXx &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog SA tmr, i'll blog again when it's over and when i don't feel like zzzing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114667217382567076?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114667217382567076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114667217382567076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114667217382567076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114667217382567076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/napfa-tdy-geog-sa-tmr.html' title='napfa tdy + geog SA tmr!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114658744606866978</id><published>2006-05-03T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:30:46.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt</title><content type='html'>you have won; i have &lt;u&gt;lost&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you have succeeded in spiting me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your problem now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; been the first to say sorry in relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet this time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;strong&gt;I TREASURE&lt;u&gt;D&lt;/u&gt; OUR FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes maybe it's time for me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for someone to put me down so that i will know humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not &lt;em&gt;humiliation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, following you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d-o-g&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made use of the fact that you had someone else with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to shame me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even understand why you're doing this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you do this to everyone who opposed you once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to think that you even bitched about me right next to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't need to hear that 'ugh, gwen keeps trying to join in our conversations.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i am not jolene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not tag along ANYWHERE with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM FCUKING DOING THIS FOR OUR GRADES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DON'T GIVE A SHIT &lt;/strong&gt;how you want to view me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE, WORK WITH ME ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU AS MUCH AS YOU HATE ME, SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST GET THE DAMNED THING TOGETHER AND STOP IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes you think i even want to be your friend anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a choice i'd send you to hell and continue doing the work &lt;strong&gt;individually&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you're reading this, because.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone has betrayed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise, surprise, guess who it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for your acting you'd get a zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so obvious that the person mentioned above reads this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even more obvious is the betrayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you're behaving so oddly - and i can see the guilt in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not asking why because i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you wouldn't be so easily influenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can continue ganging up on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not be hurt by your words or actions any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have started building walls around me, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you cannot cut through my type of steel&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'd rather walk alone than to walk down the path of eternal damnation with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;names are but names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures are but pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly, slowly you all are erasing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from your minds, from your hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a camera just now i could have taken down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that moment where i was no longer a necessary part of your &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;clique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maybe if i entered the picture all your energy would've disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i so hateful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i a devil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever &lt;/em&gt;is all y'all can say when i need guidance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's okay, &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can survive w/o y'all too, see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moodswings are caused by the environment of one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles change the mood you know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your face does too hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holdmenowandneverletgoplease&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona! tolerate my weirdness alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are my bestest friend in the universal universe(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of the rare few who brings me laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with mixed feelings, gwen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22901988.post-114650484321490626</id><published>2006-05-02T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T01:34:03.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another layer</title><content type='html'>HMMMMMM. today is a cool day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona's uncovered another layer of meeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;em&gt;now she knows the piggy chapters, but you'll never!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will take it to my grave :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's the &lt;strong&gt;first person in the entire universe &lt;/strong&gt;outside of my family to know about this well-kept secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this beautiful 8-years-long secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even shenmei knew ^^ nobody did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not shenmei, not kesh, not joyce, not kailin, not phoebe, not gayle, not chloe, not any other &lt;em&gt;soul&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona keep the secret for me okayyy. if not i shall make piggy die a terrible death and all ducks will die too LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharkyness (((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114650484321490626?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114650484321490626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114650484321490626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114650484321490626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114650484321490626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-layer.html' title='another layer'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114650125008671701</id><published>2006-05-02T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:34:10.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIONA MP</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SCENARIO: FIONA BEING AN MP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;you should try out being an MP&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;..................................................&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;I VOTE FOR YOUUUUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so cool&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i get one vote from the entire s'pore&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;squeaky voice! "GO FIONAAAAAAA"&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;got your parents&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;and er my parents&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;haha my sister&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;and all of rgs's parents&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;DOT&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;your sis can vote yet?&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;why would they vote for me!&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe no&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;they will vote for you&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;but when im eligible to be mp&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;cos RGS mah&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;she can vote what&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;then when im mp&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i be super slack&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;im gna abolish hw&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;yar&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;im gna abolish hentak&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;THEY WILL LOVE YOU FOR THAT&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;whee then can be PM&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;omg PM STRESS&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;im gna invent a poking day&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;you get white hair&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;like goh choktong&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;eee&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;poking day&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;dont care&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;poke everyone you see&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i shall not be stress&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i be slack pm!&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;and give work to everyone&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;this day is to encourage&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;except myself&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;bonding/friendliness&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;and also to find out who is ticklish and who isnt&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;heh heh&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;then after that&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;you can be pm!&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;stress mah&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;yarh&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;i be DPM&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i be ADPM&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;Doggy Prime Minister&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i assistant&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;i be&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;AOAWNA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyarh i dont wanna be in parliament&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;assistant of&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;Assistant Of Anyone Who Needs Assistance&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;parliament waste $&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;aw&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;abolish presidency&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;******'s too *** (censored)&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;0_0&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;parliament = take peoples money play with peoples money return a tiny bit of their money and pretend to be the greatest ever&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;parliament = be strict with law kill everyone for any single eligible crime&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;parliament = BADDDD&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;therefore&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;you should be in parliament&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;so that ppl will say&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;parliament = $-minded&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;noo i am not bad&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;parliament = take peoples money play with peoples money return double and BE the greatest ever&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i am in eepo parliament!&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;no lah&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;see&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;then they &lt;3 fiona&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to double money?&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;then EVERY YEAR IS WALKOVER&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;force all the banks into printing money&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;so cool&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;print until&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;one piece of bread 100 dollars&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;but everyone can afford&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;opposition: I VOTE FOR FIONA! *kicks himself off chair*&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;DOT&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;DOTDOT&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;nono&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;opposition: I VOTE FOR GWEN! -kicks fiona off chair-&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be your assistant&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;er&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;noo i wanna be assistant&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;assistant more slack&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;(YAH!)&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;gosh so cool&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;pm very sian&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;PAP SDP EEPO&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;0_0&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;everyday go out and wave at people with fake happy face&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i thought SDA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;singapore democratic alliance&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;also got&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;singapore democratic party&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;and SWP&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;singapore workers party&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;like your blog said&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;so many&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's Extremely Extra People's Welfare Party&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;have to change name zzz&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;so sad&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;eeepwp&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;0_0&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;no lah&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;still be eepo&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;extremely extra people organisation&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway from the posters SDA looks like a bunch of lao ah peks&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;yar&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;whereas pap looks so much more promising&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;but frm noise pollution&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;WAH KICK PAP OFF CHAIR / van&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 pap's paper&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;OH FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;PAPer&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;0_0&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;pap noisy&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was a pun&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;wahaha&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh stomachache&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i shall do homework&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;put hot oillllll&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;oO&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;HOT OIL?&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;COOK MY STOMACH?&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;..................&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;0_0&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;is the&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;errr&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;feng you&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;my dad call hot oil&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;yah&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;the red bottle&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;HEH&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot very smelly&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;and stinky&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;awww&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;and hot&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;but i think it works, for one 0_0&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;for me its selective memory loss&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;which means forget about it&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;and it will disappear magically&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;cool&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;do that with my homework&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;yay so smart&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway if im pm first thing i do is&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;make homework optional&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;so we dont deprive those crazy people of their beloved homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;HEH&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;*claps*&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;the second thing you should do is&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;no hentak for more than 30 secs&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;and no consecutive hentaks&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;10 seconds!!&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;20!&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;THE THIRD THING YOU SHOULD DO IS GIMME HIGH PAY EVEN WHEN I SLACK HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;nono&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;third thing i do&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;extort money&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;from?&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;erm&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;people&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;make them pay high taxes&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;then one day&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;i give them back what they pay&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;and say its bonus package&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;and they all think WAH GOVERNMENT SO GOOD&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;+ gwen says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;but opposition very cute leh&lt;br /&gt;+ ·$7donkey number 7·0 says:&lt;br /&gt;they give out peanuts and biscuits&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114650125008671701?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114650125008671701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114650125008671701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114650125008671701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114650125008671701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/fiona-mp.html' title='FIONA MP'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114649897970363640</id><published>2006-05-01T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T23:56:19.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUILTY HACKERS</title><content type='html'>ME AND RAT ARE GUILTY OF A VERY SERIOUS CRIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we...stole fiona's mesos 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smackbishpunchpinchbashslapwhack MEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(money-launderers) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh i forgot what i wanted to say, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my sis and me spent the whole day playing with &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.jp/adagio_ms"&gt;www.geocities.jp/adagio_ms&lt;/a&gt; or smth like that. a simulator thingy and it was funny cos we set up 'companies'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay shhhh cannot say it is a maluating game we siblings play (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love piggy chapters! whee bbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114649897970363640?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114649897970363640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114649897970363640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114649897970363640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114649897970363640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/guilty-hackers.html' title='GUILTY HACKERS'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114642564253600101</id><published>2006-05-01T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T03:34:02.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.30 labour day</title><content type='html'>OMG i suck. i am addicted to blogger BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well i didn't go to sleep right after that cos i decided to play with simulator, and found some really chio-looking picture of my sin when she's level 40 and 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGGGOSH must level her there first. ANYWAY IT'S 3.30AM SHOOT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i lose track of time too easily GOODBYE FOR&lt;s&gt;ever&lt;/s&gt; NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114642564253600101?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114642564253600101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114642564253600101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114642564253600101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114642564253600101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/330-labour-day.html' title='3.30 labour day'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114642284789930921</id><published>2006-05-01T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T02:47:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GWEN.YOUARELAME.COM</title><content type='html'>i think i'm overblogging! anyway some updates at 2.40am((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIK IS STAYING ON AS CLASSCHAIR YAY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's level 44 now, has a white calaf, and is going to be using arc staff :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WANTS MY HINO xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell anyway something really creepy just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to &lt;a href="http://-arbitrary.blogspot.com"&gt;chloe's blog&lt;/a&gt; and it had this post about this site called &lt;a href="http://[yournamehere].youarelame.com"&gt;http://[yournamehere].youarelame.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to try it right, but as soon as i typed &lt;a href="http://gwen"&gt;http://gwen&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;a href="http://gwen.youarelame.com"&gt;http://gwen.youarelame.com&lt;/a&gt; address was already in address history. BUT I SWEAR I'VE NEVER BEEN TO THAT SITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's only gwen, not my family's names. like !! shit so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the site itself is pretty amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't really lower my esteem xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you think menopause is a jewish holiday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, but i used to think menses was a type of internet connection. cos my internet connection was called? linksys or whatnot. then the health nurse asked me "do you have menses" then i was like HUH? ONLY LINKSYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you smell like fish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA cos gpig's fav food is fish :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"simple math confuses you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(g05HhzSz, it n03Zz miieXx W34KN35535!!111)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest i didn't quite catch, cos it really flashes so fast ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fik has stopped replying my mails so i assume she fell asleep. nothing for me to do then, so goodnight (:O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114642284789930921?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114642284789930921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114642284789930921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114642284789930921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114642284789930921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/gwenyouarelamecom.html' title='GWEN.YOUARELAME.COM'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114641648297943657</id><published>2006-05-01T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T01:01:22.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>napfa</title><content type='html'>blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh &lt;strong&gt;i'm so worried about napfaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National A? Physical Fitness A?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i still don't know what it means after like, 5 years of napfa (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know PFT okay heh. singapore got too many acronyms liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTE PIE SDP PAP SPG MCP PFT NAPFA PE SAF NCC NPCC RCY RGS RI RVSS ACS RGPS NYPS NYH SMU NUS JBP etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does fbt stand for? 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i pass (or bronze) i get $50&lt;br /&gt;if i get silver i get $150&lt;br /&gt;if i get gold i get the car, cos he said "you'll never get gold HAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad but true horh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i shall start planning my pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5-items&lt;/u&gt;  (omg more acronyms!!)&lt;br /&gt;SU - err. A?&lt;br /&gt;SBJ - ...hopefully C/D xD&lt;br /&gt;S&amp;R - B?&lt;br /&gt;IPU - I NEED 3 TO PASS )))): (but i can't do any)&lt;br /&gt;SR - D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP i have lack of muscles + lack of stamina = lack of passing NAPFA? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and i must &lt;strong&gt;must &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; START PRACTICING 2.4KM WITHIN ___ MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S joyce is subtle-ly complaining that i forgot to blog about the 2+ hour phonecall yesterday night (x so here i am mentioning it! basically it was about some gay guys in NDP, some hot sir that she was hitting on (HAHA), some mega fat sir, alot of kaya buns, guy NCC people and the St Peter's joke. &lt;strong&gt;in no particular order!&lt;/strong&gt; whee okay done. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114641648297943657?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114641648297943657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114641648297943657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114641648297943657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114641648297943657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/05/napfa.html' title='napfa'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114638447860781388</id><published>2006-04-30T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:48:12.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l33tsp34k</title><content type='html'>H4H4H4. chl03 h45 ju57 74u6h7 m3 7h3 unr3f1n3d w4y 0f 3375p34k! bu7 17'5 50 c0m1c4l 4nd 4mu51n6 y0u kn0w!!!!!!0n30n30n333v3n7y0n3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5H3 4l50 F0UND M3 4 D4MN FUNNY W3B5173. l1k3 w7f  &lt;strong&gt;0R161N 0F l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3375P34K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leet"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes i know it's annoying (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114638447860781388?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114638447860781388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114638447860781388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114638447860781388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114638447860781388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/l33tsp34k.html' title='l33tsp34k'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114633449282454544</id><published>2006-04-30T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T02:37:43.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRA-AH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WARNING: THIS IS A LONG POST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY STARTED BAD AND ENDED GOOD (gosh, see my limited vocab!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the last episode of the police show ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comfortingly, my sis said it ended so terribly her impression of it was ruined. (x so maybe it was lucky that i still have fond memories of that show with the dead chiobu and her chio best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway was quite pissed off with my mum for not bothering to wake me up last night to watch the show after i told her like &lt;strong&gt;100times&lt;/strong&gt; (no, i'm not kidding) and she almost made me late for FA comp selections round 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, amy ma'am saved me by calling to ask about link something day again cos i fell asleep last night before i called her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school in a taxi cos my dad was overseas and it was already very late so yup. the taxi driver was quite friendly, but i was feeling terribly moody and gave him one-word answers or just a mumbled 'ya'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching school i didn't lighten up until siling began reporting. it was really funny cos she reported like, 8 times?! while the ma'am's were arranging the furniture in the classroom. so poor thing *pats* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was doing last-minute chionging (which didn't work out in the end bleh) and trying to master tying a ring pad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOOK 10 MINUTES TO TIE A PRETTY NICE ONE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway joyce+jiayan+hweefang went first. they put their bandages on the floor =X and jiayan stepped over the casualty i think? but they were so braveeeeeee esp jiayan cos she treating alone + she first group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then fiona + some people went but i didn't really look at this cos i was obsessed with tucking in the tail of the ring pad properly heh sorry! but i know fiona tied a jaw bandage somewhere (:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed by! juanmin, liangsi, and me. it was such a terrifying experience BECAUSE RENYAO AND JUAN TEAM UP THEN I ALL ALONE (and my FA so terrible hehe). i was treating peirong ma'am and these were the symptoms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-bleeding on her cheek&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; "put makeup issit?!"&lt;/span&gt; (as the ma'ams put it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-last finger on her right hand bruised &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"the same as the culottes" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-fever&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"hot then cold then hot &lt;strong&gt;leh, &lt;/strong&gt;sweat so much somemore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-butt wound &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"GOT BLOOD ON THE FLOOR LEH, SEE THIS POOL OF BLOOOOOD" *points at imaginary everywhere on the floor and expects me to know where the bleeding is from*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-panic attack/shock (hyperventilation) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"wah, her heartbeat so fast, &lt;strong&gt;die. die. die!!!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-skull fracture &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"cannot move leh, how?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;except that i didn't know what to do, so all i did was treat bleeding on the face, suspect burnt finger, suspect bleeding from &lt;strong&gt;everywhere&lt;/strong&gt; (since they didn't pinpoint area -_-), treat fever. then juanmin did the butt bleeding, skull fracture support head and shock thing while i tried to keep the ma'am's hands away from peirong ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh thank goodness got juanmin heh. somemore later on she got shortlisted with five other yearmates and her reassuring casualty was &lt;strong&gt;pro-ded&lt;/strong&gt;. cos she talk so casually and normally with the casualty until amy ma'am not scared liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then WE @ THE SICKJOKESOCIETY TOLD SICK JOKES WHILE OTHER YEARMATES DID THEIR FA! [jiayan, juan, me - then fiona and yingling listening (x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay do you wanna hear sick jokes? you have no choice anyway i shall tell you one of them HAHA. and pollute your mindssss. cos i lazy to type any more after that xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by juan or jane: once upon a time, there was a man who loved wearing green stuff. so one day he was bathing when the doorbell kept ringing. impatiently he grabbed a towel (which was green) and opened the door. just then, his towel fell off! the woman who was at the door screamed and rannnnnnnn like crazy. soon she got knocked down by a car. so what's the moral of the story? &lt;strong&gt;don't run when the green man is flashing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not lame okay i like it! :D ASIN NOT THE FLASHING. the joke. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the green man one&lt;br /&gt;-hand deformity one&lt;br /&gt;-the cinderella one&lt;br /&gt;-the daniu one&lt;br /&gt;-the monk one (non-sick)&lt;br /&gt;-the WHO'S TELLING STORY one (non-sick)&lt;br /&gt;-the three dead men one (non-sick [and by joyce])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a jokey day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywayyyy. after the whole thing i went with yingling to toa payoh to eat lunch! and we found out after lunch at koufu (THE CARROT CAKE IS MUST TRY!) that still got alot of time before my compulsory CLASSified thing started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to go shopping! (haha this sounds so girly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i needed a sports bra for napfa =X (don't laugh i'll smack you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she brought me to the lingerie shop and we found suspicious looking &lt;strong&gt;free-sized?&lt;/strong&gt; sports bra. then yingling was laughing and saying &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GOSH SO AWKWARD, I BRINGING YOU TO BUY UNDERWEAR LEH. LIKE YOUR MOTHER LIKE THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told her &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my mother don't bring me buy bra one leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and yingling said she couldn't be my mother cos i was same age as her xD so she said she be my aunt bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;auntie yingling!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then still got time so we went to buy shirts and a skirt. which has orange lining it's real pretty but it clashes with my guyish hairstyle blehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME FOR &lt;strong&gt;CLASSIFIED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny and the cast was strong. i particularly liked the people acting as mrs heng and mrs lee(: mrs heng spoke such good english and her voice projection was t3hpr0. mrs lee was so cute! "go sleep lian, then bad day won't be so long"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course the rest of the crew was pro!! like freddie nette (yuezhen), clara nette (salima) and the fly high classpeople!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however props were distracting cos they kept falling down =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was highly entertaining and meaningful and i'm happy that ngsiewluan + jyap made it compulsory for sec2gep(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREDDIE!! i can't believe "he" was really a she. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup i'm feeling sleepy. cue to say good (morning) night at 2.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NITEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114633449282454544?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114633449282454544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114633449282454544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114633449282454544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114633449282454544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/bra-ah.html' title='BRA-AH'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114616912751836149</id><published>2006-04-28T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T04:18:47.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YESS!!</title><content type='html'>WHOOT. my history pt is doneeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sihui just chionged finish our histpts((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we found out that we both originally wanted to do kuti-kuti, but abandoned ship cos there was a lack of info to be found on the net! so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to sihui's amusement park (which is imaginary)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wants to steal my hist pt HAHAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't drown in my shower lalala :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i am happy and i like my histpt and i like sihui's histpt and i like fiona's histpt and i like pippy's histpt and i like all the histpts WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acknowledgements to:&lt;br /&gt;CHLOE (for letting me kope the template)&lt;br /&gt;PIPPY + PIPPY'S DAD (for teaching me how to intro properly)&lt;br /&gt;SIHUI (for staying up with me until 4+ and laughing at my lame jokes)&lt;br /&gt;FIONA (for staying up for an hour doing nothing but jiayou-ing me)&lt;br /&gt;CHESTER (for taking the time to research about the CGP even when it didn't concern you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. did i miss anyone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how histpt gives you endorphins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbyeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114616912751836149?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114616912751836149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114616912751836149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114616912751836149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114616912751836149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/yess.html' title='YESS!!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114608293026355291</id><published>2006-04-27T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T04:22:10.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz thing 2</title><content type='html'>IT IS 4AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall do a quiz (it's very short boohoo. but random-ish xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koped from someone's blog! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. do you have eyebags?&lt;br /&gt;yah, i pwn the panda's ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what time do you usually sleep?&lt;br /&gt;about 3-4am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what was the latest time you slept?&lt;br /&gt;5.45am (and i had to wake up and go to school at 6 T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. do you like to drink water?&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NOW THIS IS RANDOM(x but yes i do like drinking all sorts of clean water EXCEPT...NEWater. which is like shit water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. do you like being out at sea?&lt;br /&gt;no. they have scary tickley fishes and you get seasick =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. do you like swimming?&lt;br /&gt;errrrr yah as in not the real thing lah more like playing water xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. are you homosexual?&lt;br /&gt;(i told you this quiz was so weird) well. no? i like guyish people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. are you anti-gay?&lt;br /&gt;nope but it's such a pity if the guy's cute don't you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. what is the most gay/lesbian thing you've done?&lt;br /&gt;ERR. hug a girl? got kissed on the cheek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. what is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;fresh red/pale pastel blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. why?&lt;br /&gt;fresh red represents life, vitality, energy.&lt;br /&gt;pale pastel blue represents calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. colour pencils or paint and brushes?&lt;br /&gt;paint, because we can mix colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. what's sexy?&lt;br /&gt;big black watches!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. skirt or pants?&lt;br /&gt;PANTS -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. miniskirt or long skirt?&lt;br /&gt;can no skirt? 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it just &lt;strong&gt;suddenly&lt;/strong&gt; ended here. xD gosh the questions are so random, but it's like 3 questions each for each category.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114608293026355291?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114608293026355291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114608293026355291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114608293026355291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114608293026355291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/quiz-thing-2.html' title='quiz thing 2'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114606905829380943</id><published>2006-04-27T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:30:58.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyperventilation</title><content type='html'>another post (yes i know it spoils the ambience whatever but!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizzie had hyperventilation =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i took the bag (used to put my mufti in) and held it over lizzie's err mouth. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;except that the bag was too big and thus not really helping huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pro first-aider! [edit] gosh i was in the 18/28 that the ma'ams selected to go for more selections for FA comp (and i wrote funny answers)! [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i told everyone not to crowd her and i reassure yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at least never learn first aid for nothing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not like i want casualties =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T STARTED ON MY HISTORY PT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114606905829380943?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114606905829380943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114606905829380943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114606905829380943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114606905829380943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/hyperventilation.html' title='hyperventilation'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114606821260720755</id><published>2006-04-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:16:52.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>milestone for 213.</title><content type='html'>today was a &lt;strong&gt;milestone&lt;/strong&gt; for 213&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during last block mrs mohd came in and decided to use the geog lesson to talk with our class instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing, really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat, sydney, lana, fik, emma, and so many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we found out so much today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna put all the details here on this blog cos it's like an invasion of privacy yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow is a new day, tomorrow will bring a new 213&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for those who wanna know why i cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i felt sad for fik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i felt some unexplainable emotion (which wasn't self-pity, btw) when erin said that she felt &lt;em&gt;sorry for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) it really was so moving how everyone voiced out their thoughts this time. you could just hear the emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) we promised to &lt;strong&gt;change&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;for real&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs mohd said we were stuck in this negative-vibe routine cos of the "popular" clique and she resolved to help us change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she invented the 3-second rule(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i've not got much to say cos it was just alot of &lt;em&gt;overwhelming &lt;/em&gt;emotions which cannot be put in words. that atmosphere is a one-in-a-million type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S sorry for ponning rc, and thanks to joyce+pippy, fiona, geri, lizzie, chanel, pearl and everyone else who helped (or at least tried) to cheer me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S erin i appreciate your apology(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114606821260720755?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114606821260720755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114606821260720755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114606821260720755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114606821260720755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/milestone-for-213.html' title='milestone for 213.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114599446497716839</id><published>2006-04-26T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T03:50:11.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem of change</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not as in funny-haha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nor funny-weird,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but more like funny-sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather disappointed at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went to neopets and looked at my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i couldn't believe some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the way i typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words i used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to say it- that &lt;em&gt;aura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of childish innocence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of natural emotions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of 24/7 laughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of just being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hiding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no fear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be read like an open book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Where have the old Red Chombys of the world gone? Before Neopets underwent total transformation, Red Chombys used to be purple with green spikes...so nice, eh? Before I played with the Magical Red Chomby Plushie (they used to be 10,000NP only), I was a Red Gelert. Don't think my owner was so lucky to get me, I was born like every other Gelert. Now I wish I'm yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hi everyone! I'm the favourite pet (and also the best pet, heehee) of starjoyflower88! Have you checked out her guild and shop yet? Her shop is great cos it's got ME as Shopkeeper! Whee! I was painted Christmas when I was Level 8. (When paintbrushes were like, 15,000NP only)My cousin Zaffy88888867 was painted Christmas only recently. He had to pay 88,000NP for his paintbrush! Just as starjoyflower88 hates to be called Gwendoline, don't call me Daisyangel. The name was a total mistake. Aisy sounds better. Actually, I don't like being a Christmas Aisha. But starjoyflower88's a Christian, hence her Christmas pet. Still, Desert is the COOLEST! How sad that it's so expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i sound like two totally different people: last year's gwen and this year's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She never knew a word like &lt;strong&gt;moodswinging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She didn't believe in greys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She openly expressed herself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There were no secrets, anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now back to &lt;strong&gt;reality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's not what she says&lt;br /&gt;her eyes have lost that sparkle&lt;br /&gt;that zest for anything, everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She never pushed her way around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She never tried to stand out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Resolver of conflicts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She had so much &lt;strong&gt;initiative&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all that's left&lt;br /&gt;is an empty reflection&lt;br /&gt;desire for attention&lt;br /&gt;and so much, so much &lt;strong&gt;pride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She didn't care for impression&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all she said were her true thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her heart, so &lt;strong&gt;innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No schemes, no plots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me if i said&lt;br /&gt;i crafted every word&lt;br /&gt;my mind had it all &lt;strong&gt;planned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some were meant to hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much energy, so much &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She never followed the crowd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead, just lived life the way she did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy in her own world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why i've turned so &lt;strong&gt;shark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost in nowhere&lt;br /&gt;will someone care to draw a path&lt;br /&gt;so that she can follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;vicious person, vicious heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;her words are lies, her thoughts are dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;her world has changed, and so has she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no longer the same person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;robot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;routine&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114599446497716839?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114599446497716839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114599446497716839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114599446497716839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114599446497716839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/poem-of-change.html' title='poem of change'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114590037601394579</id><published>2006-04-25T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:39:36.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elpt</title><content type='html'>try working 48 hours (and going through 2 summatives =.=) with only &lt;strong&gt;two &lt;/strong&gt;hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was damn grouch this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jolene chose to SCRRRREAM inconsiderately &lt;strong&gt;at freaking 6+ in the morning &lt;/strong&gt;and boast about her longggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg happy sleep which is damn evil lar since some ppl in class (like me and chanel) stayed up almost all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN I WAS LIKE GONNA FALL ASLEEP AND SUDDENLY HEAR THIS BIMBO WHINE-SCREAM LAH SO PISSSSSIFYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgwtfshutupbitch! [well, you'd probably say this too when you're sleep deprived and someone keeps interrupting your sleep and scaring the shit outta you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ELPT IS FINALLY OVER. WHOOOOOOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after so many numerous emails, chats, moodswinging (group PMS!), yellings, "OMGWTF"s, and long sleepless hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it is. over. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chem EOI today too. didn't mug which is damn sad lah i love chem ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was pretty alright (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm feeling much happier now cos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I SLEPT THIS AFTERNOON (ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) i scrolled my hino fan with 60% wand att AND IT WORKED (i asked my mum to scroll on my behalf cos she's lucky AND level 60 =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i wanna go find a quiz to do tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I NEED TO START HISTORY PT SOON =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114590037601394579?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114590037601394579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114590037601394579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114590037601394579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114590037601394579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/elpt.html' title='elpt'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115643114402388936</id><published>2006-04-24T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T15:41:56.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz #1</title><content type='html'>hello this is the 111st post. a quiz, cos chloe tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: tan wan hua gwendoline&lt;br /&gt;2. Name backwards: what for?!&lt;br /&gt;3. Were you named after someone? : YES, how irritating. gwendoline after my mum's friend or sthg, and YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS BUT MY MUM LIKED ANDY LAU (liu de hua) and therefore, the second part of my chinese name. -_-&lt;br /&gt;4. Meaning of name: something to call a person by. o_O (lol i don't know what gwen means, so i give you lame ans!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Nickname: gwen, doline (LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Screen name: + gwen&lt;br /&gt;7. D.O.B: 261292&lt;br /&gt;8. Place of birth: s'pore&lt;br /&gt;9. Nationality: s'porean&lt;br /&gt;10. Current location: home lol.&lt;br /&gt;11. Star sign: capricorn&lt;br /&gt;12. Religion: Christian&lt;br /&gt;13. Height: TALLER THAN YOU(:&lt;br /&gt;14. Weight: uh, acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;15. Shoe size: big. 8/9, i think.&lt;br /&gt;16. Hair color: black brown.&lt;br /&gt;17. Eye color: black brown o_O&lt;br /&gt;19. Innie or outtie: usually an outtie.&lt;br /&gt;20. Lefty or righty: RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;21. Gay, straight, bi or others: I TELL YOU WHEN I'M IN RJC OK.&lt;br /&gt;22. Best friends: YEARMATES!&lt;br /&gt;23. Best friends you trust most: YEARMATES!&lt;br /&gt;24. Favourite pals: YEARMATES!&lt;br /&gt;25. Best friend of opposite sex: hmm.&lt;br /&gt;26. Best buddies: YEARMATES! (word of the &lt;s&gt;day&lt;/s&gt; LIFETIME!)&lt;br /&gt;27. Boyfriend or girlfriend: NONE.&lt;br /&gt;28. Crush: xxxx! :D&lt;br /&gt;29. Parents: daddy, daddy, daddy (and mummy)&lt;br /&gt;30. Worst Enemy: sensitive question.&lt;br /&gt;31. Favourite online guy: chester?&lt;br /&gt;32. Favourite online girl: fiona!&lt;br /&gt;33. Craziest friend: FIONA.&lt;br /&gt;34. Advice friend: fiona cherie sihui!&lt;br /&gt;35. Loudest friend: i don't know, lol.&lt;br /&gt;36. Person you cry with: YEARMATES!&lt;br /&gt;37. Any sisters: rat!&lt;br /&gt;38. Any brothers: nope.&lt;br /&gt;39. Any pets: i'm scared of animals HEH&lt;br /&gt;40. Any disease: STDs! NO LA JUST KIDDING, NONE.&lt;br /&gt;41. Pager: no&lt;br /&gt;42. Personal phone line: no&lt;br /&gt;43. Cell phone: yes&lt;br /&gt;44. Lava Lamp: no&lt;br /&gt;45. Pool or hot tub: pool! SWIMSWIM.&lt;br /&gt;46. A car: maybe 8 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;47. Your personality: lame :D&lt;br /&gt;48.Driving: I CAN DRIVE I'M SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;49. Room: messy&lt;br /&gt;50. Whats missing: GOOD GRADES=_=&lt;br /&gt;51. School: rgs&lt;br /&gt;52. Bed: a place to sleep. (:0&lt;br /&gt;53. Relationship with parents: i love my dad and i don't love my mum.&lt;br /&gt;54. Believe in yourself: once in a while, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;55. Believe in love at first sight: nope. superficial!&lt;br /&gt;56. Good listener: i'm all ears!&lt;br /&gt;57. Get along well with parents: only with my dad i guess.&lt;br /&gt;58. Save e-mail convos: no?&lt;br /&gt;59. Pray: yeah, sometimes. not enough ):&lt;br /&gt;60. Believe in reincarnation: no&lt;br /&gt;61. Make fun of people: (:0&lt;br /&gt;62. Like to talk on the phone: not really, IRL/msn better!&lt;br /&gt;63. Want to get married: i doubt so, i fear commitment!&lt;br /&gt;64. Like to drive: yeah as long as i don't hit someone/something&lt;br /&gt;65. Motion Sickness: sometimes! if it's stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;66. Eat stem of broccoli: ya&lt;br /&gt;67. Eat chicken with fork: HANDS. BARBARIANNN!&lt;br /&gt;68. Dream in color: yeah!&lt;br /&gt;69. Type with your fingers on home role: ...?&lt;br /&gt;70. Sleep with stuff toys: naw, i tend to kick them off ):&lt;br /&gt;71. Next to you: a chair.&lt;br /&gt;72. On the walls of your room: PAINT? ...&lt;br /&gt;73. On your mousepad: no mousepad, laptop.&lt;br /&gt;74. Dream car: no idea :D&lt;br /&gt;75. Dream date: lol?!&lt;br /&gt;76. Dream honeymoon spot: i don't think that far please.&lt;br /&gt;77. Dream husband or wife: o_O&lt;br /&gt;78. Bedtime: whenever i feel like sleeping lorh&lt;br /&gt;79. Under your bed: the FLOOR!&lt;br /&gt;80. Single most important question: what?&lt;br /&gt;81. Bad time of the day: when i wake up. DAMN GRUMPY.&lt;br /&gt;82. Your worst fear: losing a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;83. The weather is: nighttime!&lt;br /&gt;84. Time: 11.32pm&lt;br /&gt;85. Date: 24 aug 06&lt;br /&gt;86. Best trick did on someone: HMM.&lt;br /&gt;87. Theme song: FORT MINOR'S BELIEVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;88. Hardest thing about growing up: teenage over emo-ness?&lt;br /&gt;89. Funniest experience: GOING TO CHERIE'S HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;90. Scariest experience: no idea.&lt;br /&gt;91. Silliest thing you have ever said: tons, lol!&lt;br /&gt;92. Most desperate and funniest thing i have done to get the opposite sex: ...&lt;br /&gt;93. Scariest thing while you are with your friends: er, getting lost at marina bay with kesh while we were still stupid and didn't know how to use the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;94. Worst feeling: despair.&lt;br /&gt;95. Best feeling in the world: love, and to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 24 aug 06, but shifted cos aug archives no space ^^[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115643114402388936?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115643114402388936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115643114402388936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115643114402388936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115643114402388936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/quiz-1.html' title='quiz #1'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114572018696166312</id><published>2006-04-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:36:29.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breatheinandout</title><content type='html'>my temper tantrum is over((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I FOUND COOL INFO TO MAKE UP FOR MY MUM'S MISTAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm thinking i should like get a new blog with happy-only entries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that i won't be so stumped when nice people like lyn ask me &lt;strong&gt;whats your blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn laughs so much (as compared to laura)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel so two faced bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like POSEURHAPPY ='X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lament too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really need to screeeeeeeeeeam sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why this place exists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and only &lt;strong&gt;nice &lt;/strong&gt;people have access to Me Within Me&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Me Within Me Within Me is now &lt;strong&gt;shut off &lt;/strong&gt;from the rest of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the only person i told suddenly turned into an icecube ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not risking losing any more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so moodswingy- SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am such a twoface )):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i lie to so many people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i backstab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm so act cute (yuck...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm so irritating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm so mega pmsy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm so ill-tempered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm so &lt;u&gt;PROUD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slap me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate my template eurgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114572018696166312?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114572018696166312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114572018696166312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114572018696166312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114572018696166312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/breatheinandout.html' title='breatheinandout'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114570387147611783</id><published>2006-04-22T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T02:34:41.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch</title><content type='html'>BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you look at what the hell you're doing before you close windows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR WORK. OUR FIVE HOURS. YOU DELETED THEM WITH ONE CLICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE SLAPPING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD I'M SO PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the start. you complained that we were using the coms, and you told us to keep it to one com- the virus infected one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. you think maplestory and your FREAKING boyfriends there are so impt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OUR FREAKING ENGLISH PT. IT'S DUE IN TWO DAYS TIME. WE'RE SO BEHIND TIME AND YOU STILL TAKE THAT TYPE OF ATTITUDE. YOU ASK US TO DO WORK AND THEN YOU DELETE IT WITHOUT SAVING FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUG YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUGGING HYPOCRITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our &lt;em&gt;effort&lt;/em&gt;. IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD I SWEAR I'M GONNA DELETE YOUR MAPLE CHARACTERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANT ME TO FAIL IS IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANT EVERYONE ELSE IN MY GROUP TO HATE ME FOREVER RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU JUST WANT TO DESTROY PEOPLES' LIVES DON'T YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FCUKING BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when will you stop being so &lt;strong&gt;selfish&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/22901988-114570387147611783?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114570387147611783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114570387147611783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114570387147611783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114570387147611783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/bitch.html' title='bitch'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-115618376766889099</id><published>2006-04-22T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:48:06.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Minor</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fort Minor - Where'd You Go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "Some days I feel like shit,&lt;br /&gt;Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,"&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why you have to always be gone,&lt;br /&gt;I get along but the trips always feel so long,&lt;br /&gt;And, I find myself tryna stay by the phone,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your voice always helps me when I feel so alone,&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like an idiot, workin' my day around the call,&lt;br /&gt;But when I pick up I don't have much to say,&lt;br /&gt;So, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt;Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the place where you used to live,&lt;br /&gt;Used to barbeque up burgers and ribs,&lt;br /&gt;Used to have a little party every Hallowe'en with candy by the pile,&lt;br /&gt;But now, you only stop by every once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time,&lt;br /&gt;Anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I'm doin' fine, I plan to keep it that way,&lt;br /&gt;You can call me if you find you have somethin' to say,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt;Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin',&lt;br /&gt;Tired of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses,&lt;br /&gt;For while you're not around, and feeling so useless,&lt;br /&gt;It seems one thing has been true all along,&lt;br /&gt;You don't really know what you got 'til it's gone,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt;When you come back I won't be here and you'll can sing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fort Minor - Believe Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; guess that this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to, then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now, believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, I don't wanna be the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;You like fun and games, keep playin 'em&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin&lt;br /&gt;Think back then we was like one and the same&lt;br /&gt;On the right track, but I was on the wrong train&lt;br /&gt;It's like that, now you gotta face the pain&lt;br /&gt;And the devil's got a fresh new place to play&lt;br /&gt;In your brain like a maze you can never escape&lt;br /&gt;The reign, every damn day's the same shade of grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I used to have a little bit of a plan&lt;br /&gt;Used to, have a concept of where I stand&lt;br /&gt;But that concept slipped right outta my hand&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't really even know who I am&lt;br /&gt;Yo, what do I have to say, maybe&lt;br /&gt;I should do what I have to do to break free and&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens to you, we’ll see&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna happen with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to, then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now, believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, I thought you were just like me&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who could see all the pain I see&lt;br /&gt;But you proved to me unintentionally&lt;br /&gt;That you would self destruct eventually&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinkin like the mistake that I made doesn't hurt&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna work cause its&lt;br /&gt;Really much worse than I thought&lt;br /&gt;I wished you were something you were not&lt;br /&gt;And now this guilt is really all that I’ve got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned your back and walk away ashamed&lt;br /&gt;All you got is memory and pain, nothing makes sense&lt;br /&gt;You stare at the ground, like hearin' my voice inside your head when no one else is around&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to, then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now, believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(drums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that this is where we've come to&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to, then you don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be there when you go down&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know now&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now, believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doin' what I have to do&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens to you&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;What do I have to say&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna happen to me&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love fort minor! it keeps replaying over and over in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're on your own now believe me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[edit] 220806. shifted cos no space. -_-[/edit]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-115618376766889099?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/115618376766889099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=115618376766889099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115618376766889099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/115618376766889099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/fort-minor.html' title='Fort Minor'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114538424689771695</id><published>2006-04-19T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:32:50.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz thing</title><content type='html'>feeling blue again. 2.30am alr and i'm feeling real cold *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from joyce's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been in love &lt;/strong&gt;(religiously)&lt;br /&gt;been dumped (I DO THE DUMPING KAYYYY)&lt;br /&gt;shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been fired&lt;/strong&gt; (yah i got fired from being el rep last year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been in a fist fight&lt;/strong&gt; (not just fists. nails, feet, teeth...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snuck out of your parent's house&lt;/strong&gt; (yah to watch movie hehe)&lt;br /&gt;been arrested&lt;br /&gt;gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skipped school&lt;/strong&gt; (what are parents' letters for?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seen someone die&lt;/strong&gt; (on TV, videos only)&lt;br /&gt;been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been on a plane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love someone or miss someone right now &lt;/strong&gt;(my dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lain on your back&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;watched cloud shapes go by&lt;/strong&gt; (separately[: clouds are usually shaped like donald duck haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;made a snow angel &lt;/strong&gt;(so fun! the snow is soft. so nice to lie on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flown a kite&lt;/strong&gt; (made one, even)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;built a sand castle&lt;/strong&gt; (sand mound count right xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gone puddle jumping &lt;/strong&gt;(try not to nowadays though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;played dress up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gone sledding&lt;/strong&gt; (reindeer, dog, human pulled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheated while playing a game&lt;br /&gt;been lonely&lt;br /&gt;fallen asleep at work/school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used a fake id&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watched the sun set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;felt an earthquake/tremor&lt;br /&gt;been through a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;touched a snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slept beneath the stars&lt;/strong&gt; (guess what...i sleep under a ceiling under stars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been tickled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been robbed&lt;/strong&gt; (not really lah as in only play play type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been misunderstood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liked the way I look&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;witnessed a crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;questioned my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;squished barefoot through the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been to the opposite side of the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;swum in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;felt like dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;played cops and robbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recently colored with crayons &lt;/strong&gt;(art module)&lt;br /&gt;sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;made prank phone calls&lt;br /&gt;laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;/strong&gt; (soup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;written a letter to Santa Claus &lt;/strong&gt;(been to his post office too!)&lt;br /&gt;been kissed under a mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blown bubbles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;gone roller-skating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glued your hand to something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got your tongue stuck to a flag pole&lt;br /&gt;kissed a fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sat on a roof top&lt;br /&gt;screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;done a one-handed cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;stayed up all night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't take a shower for a week&lt;br /&gt;pick and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;br /&gt;climbed a tree&lt;br /&gt;had a tree house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are scared to watch scary movies alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;believed in ghosts &lt;/strong&gt;(when i was younger)&lt;br /&gt;have more then 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jumped into a pool/hot tub/lake with all your clothes on&lt;/strong&gt; (the onsen in japan. and two strangers came in naked &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;which is what we were supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been told you're hot by a complete stranger&lt;/strong&gt; (believe it or not)&lt;br /&gt;broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been easily amused&lt;br /&gt;caught a fish&lt;/strong&gt; then ate it (i didn't eat it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caught a butterfly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laughed so hard you cried&lt;br /&gt;cried so hard you laughed&lt;br /&gt;cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cheated on a lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have a Britney Spears CD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forgotten someone's name &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;French braided someone's hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone skinny dipping in a pool&lt;br /&gt;have had a fantasy over someone you love as a good friend&lt;br /&gt;run tanned naked&lt;br /&gt;ran naked in the rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114538424689771695?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114538424689771695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114538424689771695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114538424689771695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114538424689771695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/quiz-thing.html' title='quiz thing'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114466764089207306</id><published>2006-04-10T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:14:00.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dream.</title><content type='html'>i had a scary dream last early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet it's those evil lizards and the weird template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway it was quite a weird dream. abit sick too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went something like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was living in this room thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the back door led to this corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the corridor had another room's back door leading to it (on the opposite side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the other room lived centimetre. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was living with a evil roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i can't rmb much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cm gave me cute hand towels (HEHE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then got smth about shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then err nothing else. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114466764089207306?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114466764089207306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114466764089207306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114466764089207306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114466764089207306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-dream.html' title='my dream.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114460629847898637</id><published>2006-04-10T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T02:11:38.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm yeh(:</title><content type='html'>ah i'm feeling much more optimistic now i guess, but i don't like my blog template. shall change like...soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog bout these few days before my moodswingy-ness takes control and ruins this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY TO FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha can't really rmb much now cos it's like 2am in the morning ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i remember trng on wed was quite a...terrible? one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entire unit (excluding casualties) did hentak for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard the sec ones weren't doing or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told him my heel pain, then before i can even take off my shoe he already decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"INFLAMED ACHILLES TENDON!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didn't even see my foot yet can? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he gave me this bunch of weirdly coloured medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brownish syrup *gags*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue tablets (!!! blue...? =X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beige tablets (ah don't they seem normal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway i didn't dare to eat anything until saturday. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH i suddenly remind SL session. so maluating =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like fiona and joyce so evil gang up on me and ask me truth or dare when there're like 10000000000000000 other people in the room who are more suspicious than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what i chose truth, thinking i had nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so lame right heh I HAVE NOTHING TO HIDEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway yearmates managed to squeeze the name of my newest crush out. and joyce's too WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but joyce chose dare so she saved herself from the weirdness and i donated my cheek to be kissed. LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am talking incoherent, aren't i? hm. not enough sleep T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all found out who geraldine ma'am's crush is. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i pinky-swore so i shan't tellll(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S gohhong thanks for offering to GIVE ME A RIDE but i don't live near eng kong drive (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat aka sfa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what we all passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory was so unbelievable. the questions were like WOAH the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot where the heart was ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sternum = breastbone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought sternum = breastbone = ribcage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore heart is behind ribcage = behind upper half of the sternum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian nvm 29/30 is cool too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for practical DAMN SCARY LAH at first the sir so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we (me and nicky) decided to sit on the nice squashy sofa at the back and suddenly the sir look like we stole his milo supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he threatened only me that if i do one error i fail SFA then it was chao scary i tell you =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the rest of year 2 passing SFA 'cept you cos you sat on the sofa. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had probs with the tongue-jaw lift =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sir keep telling me to pull the chin back to the max when i already did then i got so pissed that i pull chao hard and my fingers just slipped off the manikin's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the manikin's jaw snapped back, haHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at the end i got alot of tiny errors so the sir never fail me whee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna clean the mouth with the soap thingy but when i press the thing the soap never come out ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sir ask "EH GIRL, AT HOME DO YOU IRON YOUR OWN CLOTHES"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i honestly said nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said "MUST LEARN LAH IRON YOUR OWN CLOTHES. MY DAUGHTER DOES."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kinda forgot i'm not his daughter, eh? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he took the spray thing and HE ALSO COULDN'T SPRAY lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk bout the pot calling the kettle black xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i helped him get the aircon working okay and he never even say thank you. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have : pins-and-needles in my left leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't : done my homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guess what i shall go sleep since i don't really care if the stupid teachers call my parents up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIVE FOR SUCKING UP TO Y'ALL.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114460629847898637?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114460629847898637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114460629847898637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114460629847898637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114460629847898637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm-yeh.html' title='hmm yeh(:'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114457213513300672</id><published>2006-04-09T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T16:58:26.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>hey blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physically, emotionally, mentally and even spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why i'm living anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you find it strange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we live life according to a schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bitter laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we follow a timetable, that we have daily planners, that we have education which leads us on to the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to plan from young what our lives will be like in twenty years' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you mock the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do people live simply for fame, fortune, honour and popularity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you die happy knowing you've won a Nobel prize for creating nuclear bombs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not helping here, are you. adding to destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even to those researching against terminal illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone will die someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we live as we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to school, coming home, doing homework, sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you find meaning in life by doing all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure God didn't plan for us to be treating life as a sufferance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you speak of joy and love, and goals in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must we have goals in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must we chart our future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must we live unhappily from day to day, even if we have wealth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we not have the rights to live free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not under the control of just other people but from vices? from material possesions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what love are you talking about? so what if you've got love, you're living like a &lt;em&gt;dog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wonder if developing the world was an error...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all these new fancy technology.&lt;/p&gt;but for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shorten our lives with knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we strive to continuously invent, improve, initiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you're born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get into the top schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the top jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the top pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the top houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the top of the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of life are you living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone wants to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but remember the cliche 'money can't buy you happiness'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need so much money for what, you can't bring it with you when you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get shouted at at home by my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school by my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for what? having flaws?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God didn't make us perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also didn't say we have to be perfect to go to Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if God doesn't set standards for us, why are we being so &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; to go pressurise ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to admonish others when they're at fault, when they weren't even meant to be perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world despises those who don't become 'successful'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;successful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you aren't a CEO, are you unsuccessful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you useless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you society's flaw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does that make you different from any other PERSON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all human here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God makes us equal, and we return equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;successful&lt;/em&gt; men do not live longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they might not necessarily live more joyfully than the average man either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why live your life by someone else's word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone so worried about DC, about BETA, about being last in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does not segregate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if you aren't a doctor, a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if you can't file for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if you don't understand what your teacher's teaching in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a place where i never need to fear if i'll have enough of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is a lovely place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eternally nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just go into a coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that i've been denied of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna die knowing i hated living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114457213513300672?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114457213513300672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114457213513300672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114457213513300672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114457213513300672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114391650335537797</id><published>2006-04-02T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:35:04.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xXx</title><content type='html'>hmm. i'm supposed to be doing science now. =X nvm shall do after this post heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err anyway i just read my sis's classmate's autograph book. it's SCARY how their english is so bad. quote "hiix (name)!!!! thanx 4 lettin mii rite in ur CoOl 'N' cUtE auto bkie!!! u rok gal!!! hope we b BEZ FWENZ 4EVA!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oO i saw worse ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mii, Maishelf (SHELF? omg.) N' Ie (ew)~ =P =P =P (cheesy smiley face which is grossly overused)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mii: (EXCEPT that instead of round dots, they ALWAYS use x. so disgusting. xx.)&lt;br /&gt;addiex: ____~&lt;br /&gt;tellyphony: (LOL SO FUNNY. tellyphony. reminds me of teletubbies)&lt;br /&gt;email addiex: ___(insert some weird sounding email like &lt;a href="mailto:cute_mandy444@hotmail.com"&gt;cute_mandy444@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; -which is a real email don't spam the poor girl haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, they go on to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx~FaVzZ~xX&lt;br /&gt;blah, blah, blah (food etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx~hAtEz~xX&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;BoYzZzZz!!!!!!!! (insert weird looking smiley here. i think it's supposed to look angry but it ended up looking lovesick HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~fWeNzSh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fWeNsHiP.cOm&lt;/em&gt; (insert that same =P smiley with a chao long tongue)&lt;br /&gt;(then they start saying like...)&lt;br /&gt;PLAT GOLD: ____&lt;br /&gt;GOLD: _____&lt;br /&gt;SILVER: ____&lt;br /&gt;etc etc so tactless oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh okay i shall try not to laugh so much at the weirdness but GOSH I REALISED THEY WRITE THE SAME STUFF CAN. and they have the same weird roundish handwriting -reminds me of my p1 handwriting! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;examples:&lt;br /&gt;poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;north, south, east, west&lt;br /&gt;(name) beats the rez!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink UR coffee&lt;br /&gt;drink UR tea&lt;br /&gt;burn UR lips&lt;br /&gt;but dun 4get mi!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near e ocean there's a ROK&lt;br /&gt;on it is engraved&lt;br /&gt;dun 4get mi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai grandpa ruined d city&lt;br /&gt;mai grandma ruined d house (or something like that)&lt;br /&gt;cos they were waiting to c&lt;br /&gt;(name), the UNIVERSE BEAUTI!!! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister writes cheesy stuff lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH, I WAS PLANNING TO MAKE THIS A CHEEM POST ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah forget it can't rmb what i was gonna write anyway heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW IT'S SCIENCE TIME. *drags myself away from blogspot*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114391650335537797?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114391650335537797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114391650335537797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114391650335537797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114391650335537797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/xxx.html' title='xXx'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114391501130081331</id><published>2006-04-02T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:10:11.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just live with it.</title><content type='html'>i just read fiona's chao cheem post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"happiness is temporary. but so is sadness.perhaps life has no meaning after all, perhaps its just our imagination, just something to keep us interested in, to keep us going on.then we might as well live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just laugh, just smile, a smile is always contagious. just live with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that spirit of &lt;strong&gt;tolerance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;choosing to stay positive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;make others smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we've got one life and we can choose the way to LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see the light in everything that exists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114391501130081331?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114391501130081331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114391501130081331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114391501130081331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114391501130081331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-live-with-it.html' title='just live with it.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114380695483171917</id><published>2006-03-31T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T03:50:41.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snub</title><content type='html'>stop snubbing me you snobby snob, you &lt;em&gt;beach&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think i chose to be sick? &lt;em&gt;pig&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i am being chao nice and calling you not-so-vulgar names yet, cos i'm trying to manage my anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for that almost-successful attempt to make me cry during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;slate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;em&gt;chip beege&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm stuck with you for RS. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you and her, y'all gang up on me and do that LAME majority wins thing? whatever you say, then. i dont give a &lt;em&gt;dame&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats on losing a friend who you've never treated as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could leak out your &lt;strong&gt;dirty little secrets&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114380695483171917?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114380695483171917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114380695483171917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114380695483171917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114380695483171917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/snub.html' title='snub'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114373405903110343</id><published>2006-03-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:54:19.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloghoppin'</title><content type='html'>SORRY FOR BLOG-HOPPING I KNOW I VEH FICKLE(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ten minutes later-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI! i ran away from my com just now, cos a huge bee decided to fly out from the ceiling light (!!!) and land like next to my hand. so i went into 'refuge' until the bee (stupidly) flew BACK INTO THE CEILING LIGHT. like gosh he escaped then still fly back in -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall change my template. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114373405903110343?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114373405903110343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114373405903110343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114373405903110343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114373405903110343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/bloghoppin.html' title='bloghoppin&apos;'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114365420684597217</id><published>2006-03-30T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T00:32:27.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a guide on depression</title><content type='html'>i feel &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it may not occur to you that the best counsellor possible for you is yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to yourself sometimes works very well, cos all your conflicting emotions are addressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows you as well as you do. and you don't ever need to worry about other people betraying your innermost secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a guide on depression&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're crying, go to a quiet place where you won't be heard by everyone (the toilet is fine too) and ask yourself - why are you crying? then you can start the talk-to-yourself session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to voice out all your bitter thoughts, unpleasant memories, recent problems, frustrations, anger, sorrow, and whatever other troubles you have had. there's no one but yourself to hear you. don't try to stop your crying yet, it's a form of release (better than bottling it up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then start to argue against all those troubles. if you feel unhappy about problems in relationships (friends/family/whoever else) try to think why the problem arose. address it from the start of the relationship to its current state, then the events in the middle. if you feel betrayed/cheated by someone, usually it's best to simply consider it an experience. an error that you make sometimes, being human, is to trust the wrong people. (it gets quite terrible when you've been treating that person like your confidant, your best friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't keep that hate in your heart too long - instead think about those who have been friends to you. at this point in time, probably you'll then question the strength of your friendships (especially best friends)and how long they could ever last. why don't we all look at it this way? enjoy today's friends, tomorrow is another chance to make new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who have "drifted" away from you, usually there's no such thing as a quick patch-up. it will take pretty long before you will begin to let those walls around you fall because of your hurt. you now have a choice - to think of them as "yesterday", or to wait for the relationship to naturally heal. try spending more time and chatting casually about superficial things with the person - soon the frost will disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suicide is another issue. some people think of it as a release. the argument is that if they died, nobody would cry. we might think of it as a sort of permanent ending to all your problems, to everyone's problems (this arises especially during friendship trouble) but let's face it. why die? God gave you one life. you go and kill yourself? in the end, the one who loses is you. and when you start to think "if i die i'll never be sad/let down again" well the fact is that you'll never be happy or anything else, cos you'd be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone would face depression at some point in life. have you ever seen anyone who's 24/7 "OMG I AM SO HAPPY MY LIFE IS PERFECT"? so when you're blue like me, try not to affect others. dealing with depression by yourself has proven really effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moaning and groaning about how terrible your life is to others just gives that impression that you're this super-poser "pity me please" b*tch who doesn't know how to appreciate life as i found out when i was doing the let's cry together thing with somebody who's no longer close to me. cos sometimes you simply get carried away WITH YOUR OWN TROUBLES and you like totally have no concern about the other party in the let's cry together thing. &lt;em&gt;(yes you know i'm talking about &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell there're probably tons of other ways to get depressed but i'm sleepy and i have fa com selections tmr so goodnight, i won't ramble bout how blue i am or how mentally unbalanced i was just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hope the guide's useful(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ah and please lah i tell you don't ever say something corny like "DON'T WORRY BE HAPPY" or "KEEP SMILING" to someone's who's blue. it just shows how you so cannot emphathise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nitey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114365420684597217?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114365420684597217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114365420684597217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114365420684597217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114365420684597217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/guide-on-depression.html' title='a guide on depression'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114344955200458267</id><published>2006-03-27T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:50:38.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDS((:</title><content type='html'>I LEARNT A NEW (GROSS) WORD TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from gayle (the gay snail) and sydneyanastasiayeorongrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called hymen! and then sydney tried to explain it to me at subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;syd: hymen, is well something you can break if you fall off a horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: BONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;syd: UM. forget it go google the word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;syd: *sidenote* EH DON'T. LATER GET PORN SITES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;gay: yeah use dictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. I'M NOT BLUR OKAY. and where do people learn these words! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MUM NEVER TEACH ME LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and then here's a convo between me and joyce. cos it turns out she didn't know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what is hymen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;erhh dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gayle and sydney tried explaining to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;think it's a bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;+joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;huh really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*frowns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;+joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cos sydney said it's something you break if you fall off a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;+joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hy¬∑men ( P ) Pronunciation Key (hmn)&lt;br /&gt;n.&lt;br /&gt;A membranous fold of tissue that partly or completely occludes the external vaginal orifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hy¬∑men ( P ) Pronunciation Key (hmn)&lt;br /&gt;n. Greek Mythology&lt;br /&gt;The god of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;COUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+joyce says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a tissue near the vagina is a god of marriage HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OHH &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I JUST REMEMBERED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+joyce says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;its what you tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+joyce says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOD OF MARRIAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+joyce says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you have AHEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+joyce says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you knoww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sex arh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+joyce says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i think haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;+ infinity___ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the school should seriously give sex ed lah! like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LESSON ONE: WORDS YOU MUST KNOW TO SAVE YOURSELF FROM MALUATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. byebye.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/22901988-114344955200458267?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114344955200458267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114344955200458267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114344955200458267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114344955200458267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/words.html' title='WORDS((:'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114335911866719263</id><published>2006-03-26T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T16:17:16.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything?</title><content type='html'>i have laryngitis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laryngitis&lt;br /&gt;n : inflammation of the mucous membrane of the larynx; characterized by hoarseness or loss of voice and coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been coughing for 2 weeks. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shatec was real cool. not in the mood to blog bout it now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get to go for NDP training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114335911866719263?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114335911866719263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114335911866719263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114335911866719263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114335911866719263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/everything.html' title='everything?'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114314054150305361</id><published>2006-03-24T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T03:02:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=060323133508-589334"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=060323133508-589334&lt;/a&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=060323135833-858623"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=060323135833-858623&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114314054150305361?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114314054150305361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114314054150305361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114314054150305361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114314054150305361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/quizzes.html' title='quizzes'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114313302052867529</id><published>2006-03-24T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:57:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MS DEBATE!</title><content type='html'>hahaha so cool we just had a MS debate (which is still going on!) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the convo's too long to put here, i'm afraid =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, cos it was mega formal and SO COOL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIONA POST IT ON YOUR BLOG! AIYAH DON'T CARE DON'T NEED TO EXCLUDE THE EXTRA-ISH PARTS. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114313302052867529?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114313302052867529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114313302052867529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114313302052867529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114313302052867529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/ms-debate.html' title='MS DEBATE!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114312936315617669</id><published>2006-03-23T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:50:23.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>name</title><content type='html'>i was considering changing to a more positive blog name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after today? guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukit timah nature reserve sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole time, i couldn't breathe cos we were climbing up and then got stupid cough and asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus 213 there got no good friends going for btnr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though joyce and kailin went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, they were sitting together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos it's better than getting hurt looking at them treat me as though i was invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, that's it. looks like i HAVE to shift blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't have you peeking at my heart's thoughts, when you refuse to be open, and rank some GUY above me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114312936315617669?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114312936315617669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114312936315617669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114312936315617669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114312936315617669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/name.html' title='name'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114312735088611946</id><published>2006-03-23T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:37:19.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>1. Grab the book nearest to you and turn to Page 18, Line 4.&lt;br /&gt;'I told you already,' the curator stammered, kneel-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;lol okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;xing shan shan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what the time is.&lt;br /&gt;10.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;11.20pm (LOL I'M LIVING LIKE 35MINS BEHIND TIME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;the fan and my coughing &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside?&lt;br /&gt;uh, stepping out? around 2pm to go school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;my HINO FAN. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;PJs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;around 9pm-10pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;some jigsaw thing which got framed up, the aircon, the switch, the aircon control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;you? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;it's...a quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Yours Mine and Ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;TONS OF MAPLE CASHCARDS. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;who are you? well, i hate bukit timah nature reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;be a robina hood and steal from the rich to help the poor(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. but i look like an...elephant when i do. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George W Bush...&lt;br /&gt;bush what? oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl. What would you call her?&lt;br /&gt;ehm, i haven't decide yet. BUT I LIKE THE NAME KATIE JOSEPHINE CANDACE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy. What would you call him?&lt;br /&gt;isaac, josiah, dunno. probably some Christian name. EXCEPT MOSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;sure thing. but not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What would you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;'welcome my child'? or maybe 'you're never gonna cry again' ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 4 people who must do this in their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;...whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114312735088611946?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114312735088611946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114312735088611946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114312735088611946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114312735088611946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114304761870564137</id><published>2006-03-23T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T01:13:38.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little...</title><content type='html'>a little faith&lt;br /&gt;a little hope&lt;br /&gt;a little determination&lt;br /&gt;a little volunteerism&lt;br /&gt;a little love&lt;br /&gt;a little caring&lt;br /&gt;a little courage&lt;br /&gt;is all we need to be strong in whatever we do to succeed to make this world a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--fiona(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WELL-SAID. touching. ahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114304761870564137?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114304761870564137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114304761870564137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114304761870564137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114304761870564137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/little.html' title='a little...'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114295884319459166</id><published>2006-03-22T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T00:34:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>position</title><content type='html'>FROM THE 15TH  (18000+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE 7TH (77405!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE 4TH (121345!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i shall uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get higher than shuning, shihua ma'am and michelle ma'am! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love hexic. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114295884319459166?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114295884319459166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114295884319459166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114295884319459166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114295884319459166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/position.html' title='position'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114295203895427225</id><published>2006-03-21T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:40:39.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BT</title><content type='html'>battlefield trip today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FACILITATOR WAS HOT! (haha i wrote that in the 'comments')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was quite interesting lah. learned abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my left ear is deaf thanks to faulty headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i found out joyce sat exactly there too! cool right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she's deaf too LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. some museum&lt;br /&gt;2. bukit chandu&lt;br /&gt;3. battlebox&lt;br /&gt;4. kranji war cemetery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the museum was. pretty cool, tonsa pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bkt chandu was gory and DAMN NOISY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, headphones &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the hologram show was THE COOLEST EVER tho(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta'at Setia! Loyal&amp;True. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;battlebox - BLOODY STUFFY AND DUSTY. i was chao thirsty and i smartly opened my bottle from the neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all the dust went in, ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gross right. and i found out jolene has manikinophobia. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the top floor is cool too, like such fascinating designs which are so totally brilliant(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kranji war memorial/cemetery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg such a serene beautiful neatly arranged cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is so...neat. and organised. totally cool and beautiful architecture, especially since it's like a hill. sloping down, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They died for all free men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER THEM AND THEIR EFFORTS! i am for propaganda haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114295203895427225?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114295203895427225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114295203895427225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114295203895427225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114295203895427225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/bt.html' title='BT'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114288015424929268</id><published>2006-03-21T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:24:14.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I WAS SO HAPPY OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you stupid &lt;strong&gt;grouch&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh lah spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;you reminded me of terrence.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. but one never gets anywhere when you're 13+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made me feel as though i was pissing you off bigtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LIKE THAT FEELING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confided in you too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listened to you too easily too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nope, you aren't gonna control my mind anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im glad i talked to you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent talked to you properly in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're cute. but i wish you'd control your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made me laugh. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. anyway thanks for your company. so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're smart too (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you have that way of making me feel like doing nothing but get stuck on msn 24/7 listening to you ramble. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thankyou to fiona too for accompanying me to make aquila account (like cos he told me to -_-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114288015424929268?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114288015424929268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114288015424929268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114288015424929268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114288015424929268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114282909125571690</id><published>2006-03-20T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T12:31:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AQUA ROAD&lt;3</title><content type='html'>AQUAROAD LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE AQUA ROAD TO BITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SWIMMING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MAPLE FISHES (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114282909125571690?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114282909125571690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114282909125571690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114282909125571690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114282909125571690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/aqua-road3.html' title='AQUA ROAD&lt;3'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114282877342879900</id><published>2006-03-20T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T12:26:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEYH.</title><content type='html'>CHEYH. FALSE ALARM. GLITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's back liao lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A SCARE LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid com so wonky -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{: but im glad its back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[digress] why are you so &lt;em&gt;icy&lt;/em&gt; towards me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were the one i confided in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we cant even be bothered with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well but we'll be stuck together for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so face it you cant always be daoing me [/digress]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114282877342879900?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114282877342879900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114282877342879900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114282877342879900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114282877342879900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/cheyh.html' title='CHEYH.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114282413767802910</id><published>2006-03-20T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T11:08:57.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGWTF.</title><content type='html'>DAMN. MY COM ACCOUNT IS SCREWED. )'x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL MY PICTURES, MY MUSIC, MY FILES, MY LINKS, MY PROGRAMS. EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY TOOK MY SCREENSHOTS AWAY TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this crash hit the hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;and im crying again&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;some memories - i just cant afford to lose them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i feel that some part of me has just died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with my memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;funlaughtersorrowtearsangerhatepeacelove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;POOF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114282413767802910?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114282413767802910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114282413767802910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114282413767802910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114282413767802910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/omgwtf.html' title='OMGWTF.'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114278877524558963</id><published>2006-03-20T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:24:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LJ WEEK SCHED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;here's my LJ Week sched! just in case i *lose* it again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MON: NOTHING! YIPPEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TUES: Battlefield Tour 8am - 5.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTIRE - SCH TEE + CULOTTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUFF TO BRING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-insect repellent&lt;br /&gt;-clipboard&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-stationery&lt;br /&gt;-water bottle&lt;br /&gt;-camera (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Specialty Group - Kranji War Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-draw sketches ---&gt; poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WED: NOTHING AGAIN! WHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;THURS: Bukit Timah Nature Reserve 3.15pm - 6.15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FRI: RS 8.45am - 12.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Western Dining Etiquette Workshop 1.30pm - 5.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all! see im so nice i put it on my blog so that other blur ppl will get enlightened as well xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22901988-114278877524558963?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114278877524558963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114278877524558963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114278877524558963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114278877524558963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/lj-week-sched.html' title='LJ WEEK SCHED'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22901988.post-114267963925671898</id><published>2006-03-18T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T19:00:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HBGP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GWENNY PIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hope you like your cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;CHOC ICE CREAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;how's it like being three?&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/22901988-114267963925671898?l=kopophobia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/feeds/114267963925671898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22901988&amp;postID=114267963925671898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114267963925671898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22901988/posts/default/114267963925671898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kopophobia.blogspot.com/2006/03/hbgp_18.html' title='HBGP!'/><author><name>gwen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
