<?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-10188065</id><updated>2011-07-14T14:32:45.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIFFANY!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>367</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115598230258826135</id><published>2006-08-19T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T03:13:47.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RELINK&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.-kissesdontlie.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you!(:&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/10188065-115598230258826135?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115598230258826135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115598230258826135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115598230258826135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115598230258826135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/relink-www.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115546848074532720</id><published>2006-08-13T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T04:28:00.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO MY BEST FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU LIKE POOTS SHIT. (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;TIFFANY ANG SUI MEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I'M BORED. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;BYE FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIANG. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115546848074532720?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115546848074532720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115546848074532720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115546848074532720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115546848074532720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-my-best-friend-i-love-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115545427734880404</id><published>2006-08-13T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T00:31:17.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgosh omgosh, omgosh, this I got to blog. I'm suppose to be going on &lt;strong&gt;hiatus&lt;/strong&gt;, but I guess we can forget about that. So yeah, had CL today, did cutouts so it was okay, not that boring. Okay, then after we&lt;em&gt;(Clarissa, Jolyn, Audrey and I)&lt;/em&gt; massed, we decided to get a drink. And this phycho&lt;em&gt;(well, he's kinda normal, but too normally friendly, turning him into a phycho)&lt;/em&gt; came talking to us as though we're besties or something. And he told us that he didn't have coins to buy a drink?! Like wth, is he like trying to hint us to get him one, cause if he is, he can forget about asking from my friends and I. So he left and we thought it was the &lt;strong&gt;end &lt;/strong&gt;of it. But &lt;em&gt;NO&lt;/em&gt;, he started chasing us lah. And he said this "I know its not good to talk to strangers and all, but do you know about MSN? Wanna care to share?" I'm like&lt;em&gt; gnjvckbgrithsdgnhr&lt;/em&gt;!!! If you know its not good to talk to strangers, then&lt;strong&gt; don't&lt;/strong&gt; come talking to me, cause we're both strangers. And don't start calling us "girls".&lt;em&gt; hvghbnklnuioghighkjbif&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;Damn&lt;/strong&gt; that stupid guy. Please beware I tell you. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115545427734880404?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115545427734880404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115545427734880404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115545427734880404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115545427734880404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/omgosh-omgosh-omgosh-this-i-got-to.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115510287293470140</id><published>2006-08-08T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:54:32.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National Day in school was fine. The Dyla(sp?!) girl was so cute lah, a qualified actress please. Finally got to recess with Rachel and Jo after 47426892476942604 days. Oh yes, the choir girls did &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, shake here shake there for "absolutely everybody", &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Caught &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;click&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with Fairus, show was less from what I expected. But still, I'll give it a 1.5 thumbs up. Cheena-towned and Singapore River-ed for our project, sat at Esplanade afterwhich to chat. Off to Heeren to meet mum and homed at 9plus. Anyway, today's the acual national day. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY 41TH NATIONAL DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! My stomach's growling badly cause mum hasn't finish cooking yet. Am watching teevee now, so ciaos(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115510287293470140?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115510287293470140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115510287293470140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115510287293470140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115510287293470140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-in-school-was-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115495527214971024</id><published>2006-08-07T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T06:47:11.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bro's back and he bought home&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;loads &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of chocolate please, enough to start a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mini chocolate shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lah, haha. Got back English paper, passed&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; The rest of the day was fine. Monday nights ain't the same anymore, I reckon :( Celebration of National Day in school tomorrow, so not looking forward to it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Click&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-ing with Fairus tomorrow and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;project&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ing(: Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115495527214971024?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115495527214971024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115495527214971024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115495527214971024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115495527214971024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/bros-back-and-he-bought-home-loads-of.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115485068364315378</id><published>2006-08-06T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:51:23.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FEEL USED LAH, F***. I SPENT 2HOURS DOING THE DAMN ACTIVITY SHEET AND THEY ONLY PUT MINE IN A SMALL DAMN PORTION. MY MUM'S MAKING ME PISSED. WTF LAH. I HATE LIFE I TELL YOU. IT SUCKS BADLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CL-ed today and it&lt;em&gt; totally&lt;/em&gt; made me pissed. My hours were wasted lah. The pictures I put inside the powerpoint slide were all not even there. My activity sheet wasnt even the one I did. Wth. We screwed half of the skit, but all was fine. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Phyllis and Jolyn, do cheer up, not bad for first timers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. SALT. Did activities. Played the "I wanna mingle" game, got to know more about our good friends, played the dragon game and forfeits were retarded. I enjoyed SALT. Homed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115485068364315378?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115485068364315378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115485068364315378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115485068364315378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115485068364315378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-feel-used-lah-f.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115479288544045699</id><published>2006-08-05T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T08:49:42.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="241" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/milubing%21.0.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115479288544045699?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115479288544045699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115479288544045699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115479288544045699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115479288544045699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115476411554588959</id><published>2006-08-05T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:48:35.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at home now. Superband Finals at night, go &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lucify/MiLuBing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(: Anyway, church tomorrow! First time acting to little kiddos and there's SALT, I think. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anger Management&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tonight, hawhaw just can't wait lah. I bet I'm gonna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;burst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out laughing just by looking at Adam Sandler's retarded actions! Anyway, I guess I should be off to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;entertain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my fellow kuku on the phone with me now, goodbyes(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115476411554588959?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115476411554588959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115476411554588959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115476411554588959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115476411554588959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-bored-at-home-now.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115475738855157608</id><published>2006-08-04T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:56:28.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VICS AND SAM TONIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AT 7.30PM, CHANNEL U. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLEASE SUPPORT VICS AT B1. LUCIFY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND SUPPORT SAM AT B3. MILUBING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE NIC! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FROM YOUR BELOVED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115475738855157608?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115475738855157608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115475738855157608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115475738855157608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115475738855157608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/vics-and-sam-tonight-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115468677798190294</id><published>2006-08-04T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T03:19:37.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'LL LOVE YOU IF YOU TELL MY &lt;u&gt;MUM&lt;/u&gt; THAT MY LIFE SUCKS. OH AND, DO TELL HER THAT IF ONE DAY, I&lt;strong&gt; RAN AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;, DONT BE SHOCKED. THANK YOU(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I think Jonathan Leong is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOT&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; haha! Okay, that's random but who cares, I think he should be crowned &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mr Singapore Idol Series 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: Byebye world, I'm off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115468677798190294?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115468677798190294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115468677798190294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115468677798190294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115468677798190294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ill-love-you-if-you-tell-my-mum-that.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115459544713305573</id><published>2006-08-03T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T01:57:27.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm glad I did well for Emaths, but NOT for Amaths. fkvhenkvnfdyryd LAH! Oh, and did I tell you I failed my Chem horrendously? Yes, horrendously, and I mean it. My dad's gonna be shocked I tell you, hahaha! Anyway, I can't wait for tomorrow. A new bag, woopies. And I shall be going now, SS homework to complete!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hate it when you act Mr. Big Boss. Cause it sucks. Think about what you do before judging me. You piece of shit. I said I'll do it, and I will. You are the one that ain't contributing lah, so whats your big fat problem now. Go and die you fookhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115459544713305573?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115459544713305573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115459544713305573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115459544713305573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115459544713305573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-glad-i-did-well-for-emaths-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115443104334191062</id><published>2006-08-01T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T04:17:23.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I failed Amaths by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;damn mark. sdgtedbtvqkajebte please. Passed Lit = Passed in combine SS and Elective!(: Seminar was a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, to think it was gonna be fun. A &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fat ass was sitting next to me and a guy with a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;gigantic&lt;/span&gt; head was in front of me. Therefore, I couldn't see the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stage and I was suffering from serious lung cancer due to&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;air pollution&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Made new friends with the SJC people that went, and it was damn funny in the bus lah. We didn't know that people couldn't see us from outside the van so we waved like lunatics as though they would notice us, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sheeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Today's a fine day. Thank you for your kind attention and goodbye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115443104334191062?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115443104334191062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115443104334191062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115443104334191062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115443104334191062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-failed-amaths-by-1-damn-mark.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115433648794068528</id><published>2006-07-31T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:01:27.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in SS(yayy!) and Cheena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Four &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;more + elective Lit to go(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115433648794068528?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115433648794068528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115433648794068528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115433648794068528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115433648794068528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/pass-in-ssyayy-and-cheena.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115426549618558774</id><published>2006-07-30T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T06:23:20.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feast Day today. The start was &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; boring but the end was &lt;u&gt;GREAT&lt;/u&gt;, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;SALT&lt;/strong&gt;. I guess without SALT I'll be dying lah. Anyway, we had to tend the "feed the clown" CL stall, and if I could swear, I'll swear that its an &lt;em&gt;ever-so-boring&lt;/em&gt; game job to do. We had to pick up small beanbags that would get into the &lt;strong&gt;damn&lt;/strong&gt; mouth of the clown. And that was our job from 8-11, imagine that. The only good thing between those time was when we got our&lt;em&gt; class tee&lt;/em&gt;, yayy. I was damn glad that we finally had to move on to our SALT canteen duty. It was so much fun please. Oh and, Audrey got &lt;strong&gt;super&lt;/strong&gt; gaga over that &lt;em&gt;tong-xin-yuan-phycho-guy-who-likes-mei-ren-yu-person&lt;/em&gt; when we saw him lah. She kept going round asking people if they saw him, total retardness, hawhaw. Okay, we did our shift as cleaners for a day after which. And it was unbelievably fun. Oh, imagine cleaners that play with &lt;em&gt;some-squishy-balloon-that-can-stick-on-the-wall&lt;/em&gt; during their working hours, funny! Even Uncle B joined us. "My heart beats for you" haha! Kept taking fives. And I bumped into Rowena so we walked round the whole canteen and she said I was nice. &lt;strong&gt;I'M NICE&lt;/strong&gt;, yayyyy! Okay, shut up Tiffany! Oh yes, we got balloons too. Clarissa was so&lt;strong&gt; sweet&lt;/strong&gt; to buy us two balloons each, when I said I didn't want it, she still bought it! And my balloon like&lt;em&gt; flew up&lt;/em&gt;?! So Martin had to get the ladder to take it for me despite his tallness, haha. Okay, then we bought more balloons. One for YK because of helping Phyllis and one for Uncle B! Then we started &lt;u&gt;CLEANING UP&lt;/u&gt;! We had to clear up the place, spray water on the floor of the whole canteen, put detergent, sweep sweep and slide! Haha, damn slippery lah. So we slide slide slide and we got oh-so-wet. But it was fun. Then homed(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clown stall!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/feast%20day%20019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="159" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/feast%20day%20019.0.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caught red-handed for slacking!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/feast%20day%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/feast%20day%20020.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsktsk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/feast%20day%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/feast%20day%20018.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle B, us and our balloons!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/feast%20day%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/feast%20day%20007.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tied on the chair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/feast%20day%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/feast%20day%20013.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweepers after cleaners!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/feast%20day%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="239" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/feast%20day%20012.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wet and soapy floor and the broom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/feast%20day%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/feast%20day%20011.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis, Jean, Jolyn, Audrey and Clarissa for making my day so fine.&lt;br /&gt;SALT for saving my boring shift life!(:&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa for the lovely balloons!&lt;br /&gt;Martin for helping me take my balloons!&lt;br /&gt;Uncle B for making us go haha!&lt;br /&gt;And every every every other one of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115426549618558774?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115426549618558774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115426549618558774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115426549618558774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115426549618558774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/feast-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115418305021347899</id><published>2006-07-29T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:28:06.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; dead beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Woke up at like 8am for stall preparation. And it really &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me that we weren't having our own stall afterall. It was something we were so looking forward to, but I guess we just got to make do with what we have. And according to Fabian, we were in the lead, so yayy. Anyway, it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; work alrights, we carried &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;metal bases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, thick &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wooden boards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, plastics full of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;paper plates and plastic cups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and we got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; under the rain. But still, it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;fun lah, especially with the people you are working with! Uncle B. played a game of table soccer with us too and he said I was&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kaylong-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lah, walao, but it was fun okay, haha. Okay, then homed and met Julia. Yadah yadah, reached Esplanade. Everyone looks so different please, all so formal. Okay, then Cabaret started and it was &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GREAT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it, I&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I LOVE IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! It was rather RA though, all cocky and stuff, no wonder it was suppose to be for above 16s. Chomped with Phyllis and Josephine after which and I'm damn&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah. We mixed &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;strawberry/chocolate/pearl beancurd+hokkien mee+sugarcane drink+stingray+the sauce for the stingray+satay sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and we ate it okay, hawhaw! Cam whored and my sole of the shoe came out, like wth?! And I got too shocked that even my shirt got dirtied. Boohoo. Okay, then homed(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy food at Chomps.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20030.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This would equal to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20038.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20034.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our leader for this meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20036.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ew e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20037.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;w ew!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't want!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20039.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chomps mirror we love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="239" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20040.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20043.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No 10cent, no pee-ing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="241" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20047.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoring big time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20051.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20052.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20054.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20056.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20058.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/cabaret!%20065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/cabaret%21%20065.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115418305021347899?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115418305021347899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115418305021347899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115418305021347899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115418305021347899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-im-dead-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115408096231384994</id><published>2006-07-28T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T03:02:42.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amaths and Chem paper was bad.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bad. Shan't elaborate on it. So anyway, we were late for CD lesson and Hui Qi kept making me laugh, hawhaw. w0 shii xiia0cutex&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; w0rzxzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! Haha, wth wth wth, hair stands upright! Amaths was okay, but I was pissed most of the time, nopes not because of Maths but the humans. So irritating lah, talk talk talk and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; somemore. Mouth can never zip. Angklung was boring, duh. Same songs all week. Okay, then I walked to my sister's place to collect stuff. Walao, school to her place is like the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Great Singapore Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; man, tired please. Then homed. Cabaret tomorrow and Samantha saved my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;near-death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; life! Oh yes, I heard that the play's a little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;RA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, hawhaw, how &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. At least it ain't as bad as Korea's!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115408096231384994?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115408096231384994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115408096231384994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115408096231384994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115408096231384994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/amaths-and-chem-paper-was-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115398444141596930</id><published>2006-07-26T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T00:14:01.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgosh, I swear to you that people who&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; act ultra cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; these days are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;adfbxvbdhdfia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;please! Wth lah, they just make people's hair go standing, for example, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And Hui Ying was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; funny today, well done Hui Ying! Science and Amaths tomorrow, oh God, please save me, Amen.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115398444141596930?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115398444141596930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115398444141596930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115398444141596930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115398444141596930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/omgosh-i-swear-to-you-that-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115389667134680882</id><published>2006-07-25T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:51:11.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, probably.&lt;br /&gt;Sam &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheated&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my feelings :(&lt;br /&gt;Homed and Emaths CT tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pass please, goodbye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115389667134680882?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115389667134680882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115389667134680882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115389667134680882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115389667134680882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/school-was-fine-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115382545022739642</id><published>2006-07-25T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T04:04:10.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Okay, I just needed to blog again. I can't help but to be really thankful for the Confirmation Camp lah, its been really unforgetable and the prove?! This: I happen to come across "The Potter's Hand" in my song playlist. I remembered Fabian giving us a talk on the  12 commandments and it really touched me. As I hear it, I couldn't help but to smile at all the many things that happened during the camp. It touched my life and now I'm a changed person, someone who is closer to God compared to before. Its a great majestic change. I remembered how each slide on each commandment made me reflect so much that tears would start shedding. Thinking back, why was I so not willing to come in one with God, why was I so reluctant to pray to him. I am changed, I really am(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115382545022739642?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115382545022739642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115382545022739642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115382545022739642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115382545022739642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-i-just-needed-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115381996744987363</id><published>2006-07-25T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T02:32:47.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's a&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; day. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my Cheena, yayy and wow to me. Social Studies left me with no time to even eat my Haribo lah, I rushed and I &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;cancelled&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stuffs that are meant to be there. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh God, please let me pass well even if I didn't finish! Amen.&lt;/span&gt; Angklung is becoming like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;military army&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Everyone's asking each other to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, everyone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;shouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, teachers start &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picking &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on our hair and whatever, wth. I miss the times when the seniors were there and nothing went wrong. No army squad please, no. I'm sleepy, I want to sleep. Goodnight(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And you're my happiest pill(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115381996744987363?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115381996744987363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115381996744987363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115381996744987363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115381996744987363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115381595843273989</id><published>2006-07-25T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T01:27:36.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/1600/for%20goon.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/200/for%20goon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/1600/for%20goon.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rachel&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115381595843273989?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115381595843273989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115381595843273989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115381595843273989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115381595843273989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/thank-me.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115372571692972662</id><published>2006-07-24T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:21:56.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was fine, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sucked like I-dont-know-what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS lesson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gave me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS Common Test 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm off to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;study&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115372571692972662?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115372571692972662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115372571692972662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115372571692972662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115372571692972662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/english-was-fine-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115364711318773448</id><published>2006-07-23T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T02:31:53.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick update about today then I shall go take a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nap &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; study time&lt;/span&gt; again, yayy! Okay, so woke up early and got ready for church. Mass-ed and we didn't much pay attention. CL-ed and it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at the start lah, the lady was&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; acting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hilarious when she couldn't, sheeh. Lunched at LJS-ed and omgosh, everyone was looking at us when we laughed like total&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nutheads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; okay. Clarissa's story about the&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oral&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thing and Audrey &lt;s&gt;falling&lt;/s&gt; off the chair was a great &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Back to church for S.A.L.T. P&amp;amp;W-ed and had a talk on "relationships". Lots of self-reflection done. Okay, then homed!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm here without you baby,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you're still with me in my dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115364711318773448?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115364711318773448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115364711318773448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115364711318773448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115364711318773448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/quick-update-about-today-then-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115363126968987443</id><published>2006-07-22T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T22:07:49.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the lady thats floating on the sea,thats holding a lamp,with the spiky hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she's miss statue of liberty. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks fot telling me that. hohohoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU LOADS LOADS LOADS LOADS LOADS YOU FISH+PORK+MUTTON HEAD! HAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/1600/guagua.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/320/guagua.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU'RE DITCHING HIM? he's such a gentleman to you, how could you do that?&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/10188065-115363126968987443?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115363126968987443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115363126968987443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115363126968987443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115363126968987443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/lady-thats-floating-on-seathats.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115357976805551933</id><published>2006-07-22T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T07:49:28.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I decided to change my blogskin again. Decided to choose this one &lt;em&gt;any-go-how&lt;/em&gt; cause I was &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt; to search, haha. Rights, so today I had to go to the &lt;em&gt;Singapore River&lt;/em&gt; trip thing and it was &lt;strong&gt;effing&lt;/strong&gt; hot lah, kill me please. Then yadah yadah, and Compassed with RuoYu and Yuling afterwhich. And I saw Eunice and Henry at KFC, hawhaw. So we ate, and we walked around, mostly looking at clothes and accessories. Homed and chaos at home, over some &lt;em&gt;yong-tau-foo&lt;/em&gt; reason, how &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dumb&lt;/span&gt;. I could just leave the house in an instance lah, nagging over such a minor thing, sheeh. Slept(again, like a pig) and teevee-ed. &lt;strong&gt;Children's Litergy&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow and I can't wait. Counting down to 29/30th July and 4th August too!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more lonely, no more just me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been there before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't goin no more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now that you're here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never wanna say goodbye;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115357976805551933?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115357976805551933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115357976805551933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115357976805551933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115357976805551933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-so-i-decided-to-change-my.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115348479280572030</id><published>2006-07-21T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T05:26:32.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Name 11 people you can think of right now in your head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;After that tag at least 5 people to do this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. Phyllis Lee Ser Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Rachel Chiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. Akina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Akiko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5. Qian Yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6. Samantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;7. RongRong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;8. Lucia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;9. Geraldine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;10. Illyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;11. Julia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. How did you meet 10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She added me randomly in friendster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2.What would you do if you never met 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, my life wouldn't be so horrible like today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3.What would you do if 9 and 11 dated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are both girls and though 9 looks like a bung, she'll never acknowledge a girl-girl relationship, trust me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4.Do you like 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes yes, I love my&lt;strong&gt; EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; alot!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.would 5 and 6 make a good couple?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Who knows, life's unpredictable for the two of them, HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6.Describe 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She looks quiet but once you know her, she can talk loads of crap!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We simply share many "secrets" with one another, haha!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And she's the bestest &lt;strong&gt;SPICE&lt;/strong&gt; I've ever had!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7.Do you think 8 is attractive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She's has the best listening ears, thats all I have to say(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;8.Tell me something about 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Didn't I say it just all? She's my VERY MUCH worst nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You wouldn't wanna know her, trust me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She can just be a pain in the ass, MOST OF THE TIME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But still, the nicest &lt;strong&gt;GOON&lt;/strong&gt; and a friendship worth treasuring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Afterall, without her, I wouldn't be such a kuku today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;9.Do you know any of 4's family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Uh huh, 3 and 4 are sisters by the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10.Whats 5's favourite things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HER MOST WONDERFUL &lt;strong&gt;SOTONG&lt;/strong&gt; EVER of course.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;11.What would you do if 3 confesses he/she likes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh no no no, that's impossible cause you know.. there's some things in us you just don't know,. right Akina? *winks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;12.What language does 6 speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, thats easy, the african alien-like you-don't-wanna-wish-to-learn language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;13.Who is 9 going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, she's out with God everyday. And the &lt;strong&gt;CHURCH USUALS&lt;/strong&gt; on weekends!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;14. How old is 8 now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sixteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;15.When was the last time you talked to 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;16.What is 2's favourite band/singer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is easy, band=&lt;strong&gt;MILUBING&lt;/strong&gt; ESP NICK and singer=ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;17.Would you ever date 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'll date her out anytime, after all, she's my &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;, why not?! Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;18.Would you ever date 11?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, I've booked her for a date on 4th Aug, so ask no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;19.Have you ever seen 2 naked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nopes, but I've seen her in just bras and shorts, is that counted, afterall, its HALF nake-ed!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5 people to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Illyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Akina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lucia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lee Ser Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Julia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115348479280572030?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115348479280572030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115348479280572030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115348479280572030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115348479280572030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/name-11-people-you-can-think-of-right.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115340732790816500</id><published>2006-07-20T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T07:55:28.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I thank &lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;for the people that gave me a good watchful eyes! Especially &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lucia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I'll try to cheer up okay! And tomorrow's&lt;em&gt; Vandalising Tiffany Ang(: Books day&lt;/em&gt;! I'll make a good decision on whether to go tomorrow!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115340732790816500?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115340732790816500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115340732790816500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115340732790816500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115340732790816500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-i-thank-god-for-people-that-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115339952564925097</id><published>2006-07-20T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:45:25.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's just ain't right. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115339952564925097?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115339952564925097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115339952564925097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115339952564925097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115339952564925097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-just-aint-right.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115322986781391512</id><published>2006-07-18T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T06:37:47.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I take back my words on English lessons please. I'd rather be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;left alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;given work to do&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;every single day&lt;/strong&gt;, sheeh. Oh and, Molly laoshi didn't come today, yayy! Finally a day off from cheena. Okay, yadah yadah and we had to do the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New South Wales&lt;/span&gt; English paper. And I don't understand &lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; we have to do it as a &lt;em&gt;TEST&lt;/em&gt;. Its not as though we'll get a reward if we did well, its just credits. And its just a &lt;strong&gt;waste of time&lt;/strong&gt;, we ain't from the New South Wale part of the world, so why us?! &lt;em&gt;Troublesome&lt;/em&gt; you know. And you should have seen what the whole class did man, not even 30mins and 1/4 of the people were already sleeping, haha! Then homed. Slept and&lt;strong&gt; dang&lt;/strong&gt; did I just remember that there's &lt;em&gt;cheena &lt;/em&gt;test tomorrow, wth! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When will I ever see you again?=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115322986781391512?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115322986781391512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115322986781391512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115322986781391512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115322986781391512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-take-back-my-words-on-english.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115313813308651522</id><published>2006-07-17T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T05:08:53.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mrs Poi's back in action! She's finally teaching us again, from what I see. Mini tennis-ed and Fairus and I&lt;em&gt; finally&lt;/em&gt; managed to hit the ball 3 consecutive times without it flying to some &lt;em&gt;baba&lt;/em&gt; place, well done! I hate Amaths and its driving me &lt;strong&gt;nuts&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't understand a single &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt; and I bet neither does &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; want to let us understand lah, some biase freak. But still, its&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; gonna stop me from getting the marks I want, I can always ask someone else to teach me other than &lt;strong&gt;useless &lt;/strong&gt;piece of &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shits&lt;/span&gt;, sheeh. Oh, and I think RME today was fun lah, though it was rather sad to see children under labour. Okay, so the main thing I usually dread on Mondays are 3 &lt;strong&gt;solid &lt;/strong&gt;periods of SS, &lt;em&gt;non-stop hits&lt;/em&gt; man(haha)! It was killing me I tell you, and you'll never feel this much pain. &lt;strong&gt;The bell rings=you think its over=oh bother=there's two periods left=wth&lt;/strong&gt;! See what I mean, and all's got to add on to another period of Amaths, shits. KFC-ed after school and I felt so &lt;em&gt;guilty&lt;/em&gt; eating it lah(See Rachel, at least I felt guilty), all that fats gonna come out again, sadded lah. Okay, then homed(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Third one in just a month's row, how cool is that?!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115313813308651522?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115313813308651522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115313813308651522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115313813308651522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115313813308651522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/mrs-pois-back-in-action-shes-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115305977292111813</id><published>2006-07-16T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T07:22:53.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ministry attachment was like so&lt;em&gt; omgosh-ing&lt;/em&gt; today lah. We didn't know that Children's Litergy was not those catechism kind okay. It ended up being like a 1st/2nd reading and homily for children sort of thing. Anyway, we went for lunch at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grandma's Kitchen&lt;/span&gt; first before going for mass. I ate 2 chicken wing and carrot cake okay, so fattening lah. Massed and we went to see how the Children Litergy thing went about. So cute lah the small children, they changed the "london bridge is falling down" song to a Godly song lah, how funny. Okay then homed. Mummy cooked curry chicken for their lunch and there was a &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; pot left so I decided to savour myself with some chicken AGAIN. But its really nice lah okay, then slept. Dinnered at Cartel at Hougang Mall. And we ate chicken wing AGAIN. Shit lah, got St Louis ribs somemore, fat fat fat! Homed and we met Cindy, one of our Korean tourmates. Okay, I can't wait for school tomorrow and I don't know why.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I miss you ALOT please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When can we talk to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just like how we used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe this block is too strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Too strong to handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I miss you, I really do. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115305977292111813?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115305977292111813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115305977292111813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115305977292111813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115305977292111813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ministry-attachment-was-like-so-omgosh.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115270261740738326</id><published>2006-07-12T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T07:10:26.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no one to be at fault but ourselves and I. Too over confident, it aint fine. No rehearsing, no nothing and we thought we could. It was only seconds that it came upon our turn, excited, scared, whatever mixed feelings that everyone of us would have. Too nerve racking I guess, that made one small mistake turn into a ever-so big one. Its God's plan perhaps, God's plan of which, taught me something that should have be learnt long ago, look before doing. I lack that, causing God to teach me what seems to be "new". I prayed hard, each time seeing my teammates forcing the disket out. "God, please, do something, please" I pleaded to the Lord, tears about to fall, it was just waiting for the right time. I thought to myself how I should have looked before doing, how dumb could I be. It must be God overlooking from above, how I've learnt my lesson that made his plans turn into miracles. A miracle that was perhaps only 10% possible. It was out, we were saved. But there was more to it. Who else to blame but us and I, myself. Too much to handle, the nerve racking raises up. Step by step, it turns even more upside down. Chaos, chaos and more chaos. So much for the confidence, so much for the "we will do great", and our hearts got crashed as contents were all a mixedup. We've got no one to blame, but ourselves. I guess this was no one's fault, but me and ourselves. Our chance to rehearse before we submitted. Our chance to change our content, to make it much better. Our chance of sufficient time to edit. But we didn't do anything to it, we took our chances for granted, it was just neglection. It ended, all's done. It all seemed a waste, an effort that was "not good enough" but guess what, I've thought through my senses and I guess its just God's plan, everything and every single one. We should have done what we were suppose to do and never neglect it. I know I've let some down but what's done can never be erased, its just life, and life isn't a life until you learn from your mistakes and where you are willing to change from it. And I guess life is all about true friends too, ones that would help you even when you did something wrong and might cause them to be involved too. Ones that would help you even when they were busy and when its late at night just to get your facts right, and I do cherish these people in my life,&lt;strong&gt; Phyllis Julia and Jo&lt;/strong&gt;, thank you(: Thank you for the console even though you were sad as well. God, I thank you too, for that very special miracle too. That miracle that gave us marks instead of having none, and I love you.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's a &lt;strong&gt;blunder&lt;/strong&gt; today. The &lt;strong&gt;stupid &lt;/strong&gt;vending machine ate up my 60cent and left me with &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;. Feeling &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; with the insulting comment made by the &lt;em&gt;cheena&lt;/em&gt; teacher. The thought of the&lt;strong&gt; end&lt;/strong&gt; of catechism really&lt;strong&gt; sucks&lt;/strong&gt;. CCA that caused me being &lt;s&gt;scolded&lt;/s&gt;. English lesson without a teacher tomorrow. I got rude to my father and mother. Wth lah, my world's in a &lt;em&gt;mess&lt;/em&gt; today. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only the world was smaller, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;only then could I see you every single second.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115270261740738326?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115270261740738326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115270261740738326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115270261740738326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115270261740738326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/theres-no-one-to-be-at-fault-but.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115251656316037295</id><published>2006-07-10T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:29:23.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darn it, &lt;s&gt;Italy&lt;/s&gt; won lah! WHY?! First my&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Brazil&lt;/span&gt;, then Rachel's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Germany &lt;/span&gt;and now &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;. Wth lah. This is so &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;fun and nice at all okay. Damn that whoever France guy who didn't kick into the goal lah. Its a &lt;strong&gt;penalty kick&lt;/strong&gt; for goodness sake, &lt;u&gt;WHERE'S THE FOCUS DUDE&lt;/u&gt;! But anyway, they ought to lose in one way or another too, afterall, who ask them to win&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Brazil&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;boo&lt;/strong&gt; to France too lah, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its amazing how I could accually manage to be so&lt;em&gt; lively&lt;/em&gt; in school despite watching the World Cup Finals last night and not drink any coffee, haha. School was fine I guess and I totally &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maluated&lt;/span&gt; myself during PE?! &lt;strong&gt;One lesson learnt&lt;/strong&gt;: Never to sit infront of the teacher when she asks you to "gather round".&lt;strong&gt; Reason behind it&lt;/strong&gt;: You become his/her partner of the day, and thats &lt;em&gt;wth-ing&lt;/em&gt; alrights. Haha, CME was &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;un, with a capital &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;! The RE girls had to perform a talkshow to the CME girls about &lt;em&gt;unhealthy/abortion/healthy relationship&lt;/em&gt; kinda thing and it was really fun being part of it. We had a blast! Yupps, recessed and "taught" Mr Sim how to do the blog stuff and whatsoever. Omgosh lah, we could have almost &lt;strong&gt;died&lt;/strong&gt; and the way Mr Sim holds the &lt;u&gt;HUGE&lt;/u&gt; pencil is&lt;em&gt; lol-yfied&lt;/em&gt; please! SS and something happened, so annoying that I couldn't concentrate on my work, sheeh. Amaths test and I bet I'll totally&lt;em&gt; flunk&lt;/em&gt; it, not even able to get 60% and above. Then homed!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I want you to be part of me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try to convince myself, HARD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But will it ever happen or will I fall apart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115251656316037295?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115251656316037295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115251656316037295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115251656316037295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115251656316037295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/darn-it-italy-won-lah-why-first-my.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115250094858577697</id><published>2006-07-09T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:09:08.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello idiot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115250094858577697?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115250094858577697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115250094858577697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115250094858577697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115250094858577697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115236409744029312</id><published>2006-07-08T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:20:01.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's a &lt;strong&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/strong&gt; day, a&lt;em&gt; great&lt;/em&gt; accomplishment, a &lt;em&gt;kudos&lt;/em&gt; to everyone and those who bought the &lt;strong&gt;Saint Anne's Feast Day tickets&lt;/strong&gt; rock lah. Those people are the &lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt; main reason that made my day, and to think that the whole long journey there would probably be a waste. My sunburns, my aches and my tirednes all mean nothing lah, cause it was all worthwhile, and the only thing in my mind now is "Hi, would you like to buy tickets for St Anne Feast Day? Its really worth buying!" Haha, imagine YOU saying that for &lt;strong&gt;6hours&lt;/strong&gt; to 56415642617772436 people man, total faints. Okay, so anyway, met up with the church usuals at Compass. Trained to Novena and Ljs-ed. And btw, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Rachel read this!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I ate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FISH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I changed my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;COKE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ICE LEMON TEA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, how cool. Oh oh, we saw&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Joanne Pei&lt;/span&gt; too, haha! Ran to Novena Church and apparently people thought we were mad?! Okay then we started selling tickets. Yadah yadah, and there was this guy that bought&lt;strong&gt; 5 tics($50)&lt;/strong&gt; from us and two guys that asked us to call them &lt;em&gt;brudder&lt;/em&gt; instead of uncle lah. Damn funny please, so enjoying seeing all these people joke with us too! These people rock. Oh and Phyllis and I finally talked and played with&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Javeer&lt;/span&gt; lah, what swinging and selling thing, how cute can he go!(: Okay, yadah again and we finally ended at 6.30. Window shopped at I-don't-know-where-it-is place. Trained back to Compass for our oh-so-mini Old Chang Kee dinner. And homed!(: Btw, I'm&lt;em&gt; really&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;grateful&lt;/strong&gt; for having&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Fabian&lt;/span&gt; as our catechist teacher lah, the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; to what I think. He's made our catechism life rock hell lots and I believe its God's plan to have him as our catechist too! We love you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Angeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fabian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, thank you oh so much!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The people that rocks the most!(:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/they%20rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="257" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/they%20rock.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115236409744029312?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115236409744029312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115236409744029312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115236409744029312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115236409744029312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-wonderful-day-great.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115227171043707829</id><published>2006-07-07T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T04:28:30.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So school ended &lt;strong&gt;early&lt;/strong&gt; today, yayy! Stayed back and be &lt;s&gt;extraed&lt;/s&gt;, seeing Rachel, Jo, Jolene and Phyllis do their &lt;em&gt;cheena&lt;/em&gt; props for the skit. And Jolene and I kept laughing like &lt;em&gt;babas &lt;/em&gt;lah. What "zhu zhu che = pig pig car" thing, its hilarious I tell you, oh that adds to how Jolene laughs too, how funny her laugh is please. Okay, they left, and I yadah-ed with Huiying and Yvonne. And I completed my Emaths homework thanks to Yvonne's paper(Fyi, I didn't copy alrights, it was just reference and it was only&lt;strong&gt; 1/3&lt;/strong&gt; of the question that I saw, haha)! Homed and watched &lt;u&gt;Scary Movie 4&lt;/u&gt;. Its damn &lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt; lah, no wonder its &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NC16&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;, haha! Off to church at 4. We were suppose to discuss about the St. Anne whatsoever game but apparently only 5 &lt;s&gt;pathetic&lt;/s&gt; people came lah, so not productive at all. And we started yadah-ing and massed. Geraldine cut her hair today too, which is &lt;strong&gt;= bad = short = she wants to cut again = she looks like a frigging bung for goodness sake&lt;/strong&gt;! I could almost &lt;em&gt;kill&lt;/em&gt; her lah, argh. Iliora(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, I still can't spell her name) and Javeer came for mass today too! And we kept playing with her, plus she &lt;strong&gt;loves &lt;/strong&gt;my bball for nuts! Javeer's totally cute too, "that che che very irritating", haha, &lt;em&gt;poor &lt;/em&gt;Jolyn. Okay, then homed.(:        &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to be like her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe its just what you think. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its too much of a complication. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So please, give me another chance :(&lt;/em&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/10188065-115227171043707829?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115227171043707829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115227171043707829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115227171043707829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115227171043707829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-school-ended-early-today-yayy_07.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115210083906664358</id><published>2006-07-05T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T05:00:39.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fine today, &lt;em&gt;restless&lt;/em&gt; though. Chinese lesson was fun I guess, cause Phyllis and I kept writing lyrics in our book and asking each other to guess what the song was, haha! Chemistry was &lt;strong&gt;dead&lt;/strong&gt; funny lah, Debbie was &lt;em&gt;sooooo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;straightforward&lt;/strong&gt; and Mr Tan was like "errrrrm, that's not a relavant question" and his face almost went red for I-don't-know-what-reason. Okay, yadah yadah, school ended, went for Angklung. Learnt a new song and its &lt;em&gt;killing&lt;/em&gt; me, &lt;strong&gt;BADLY&lt;/strong&gt;. I learnt how to play Everything's kulintang too! Bubble tea-ed and homed! Okay, so here's the emo part of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I turned around, I saw someone familiar smiling at me. She had eyes of blue and what struck me was the stern eyes that I could never forget. She, the one that once showed constant care, stood before me. I never thought that I would ever see her again or maybe she would never even remember me. But as i turned round, I saw her smiling and there it was, the reminise of the good old days-Mrs Lee Form Teacher of class 6Hope2002. Words like "I thought you couldn't remember me!" that came out from her mouth brought memories to what seemed like yesterday. The strong anger within her that made many of us into almost crying, the laughters she brought that could make you cry too, teacher's day and the graduation dance move she caligraphed, it all just so seemed like yesterday. She hasn't changed abit, only with the two neatly plaited pony tails she had was the difference. I was glad I saw her, and it was God's plan that made me walk back to school with Everything, that caused me to see her. God works miracles, he really does, and I thank God for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yeah. Today's a good day, and Singapore Idol's coming up. Haha, and did I tell you Germany&lt;strong&gt; lost&lt;/strong&gt; to Italy, &lt;strong&gt;JUST AS I THOUGHT&lt;/strong&gt;, though its so &lt;em&gt;unexpected&lt;/em&gt;!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;With no communications, I miss you so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I doubt you'll never know it/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115210083906664358?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115210083906664358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115210083906664358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115210083906664358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115210083906664358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/school-was-fine-today-restless-though.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115201639275352872</id><published>2006-07-04T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T05:33:12.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE GOON SOOOOOOO MUCH PLEASE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See those Vics photo there, its done by GOON! And now, Goon changes her mind into wanting Vics lah, walao. I know he's cute okay, duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh!(: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh oh, revival round ytd and IT WAS THE FIRST TIME VICS TALK IN THE WHOLE COMPETITION LAH, OH MY BABA! I got so freaking high okay, and I kept slapping my face(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of that, I sound so erm, gross. Okay, so anyway, Rachel and I bet on&lt;em&gt; LOADS&lt;/em&gt; of things yesterday lah, and we had fun didn't we? It was nerveracking and of course, I was happy for the &lt;strong&gt;one buck&lt;/strong&gt; I'll receive from her, yayy! So we're down on a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOW CARBO DIET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and when I mean low, its &lt;em&gt;looooooooooooooooow&lt;/em&gt;. No plate lunch and only hand-food for recess. Stressing but its all for the sake of our fats. Plus, we had bets that at the end of two months, the one with the most wrongdoings had to treat the other for Sakae, I just can't wait lah(Rachel's got one wrongdoing &lt;strong&gt;right smack&lt;/strong&gt; on the first day of our contract, my my). Okay, homed and off to Fairus' place for Social Studies project. Her mum's jelly is &lt;em&gt;oh-so-jellio&lt;/em&gt; good lah, damn nice to eat. Off to Compass and I saw&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Lucia the Dinosaur&lt;/span&gt;! And someone that looks like &lt;strong&gt;NIC&lt;/strong&gt; as well, Rachel's jealous by the way. Then homed again!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115201639275352872?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115201639275352872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115201639275352872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115201639275352872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115201639275352872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115200599026710332</id><published>2006-07-04T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T02:43:14.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/1600/vic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/320/vic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT MAN. SO DEAD HOT. HOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/1600/vics.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/320/vics.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAWWWWWWWWWWWW. DON'T WE LOVE VICS?&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO ADORABLE RIGHT? &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY RIGHT? RIGHT? RIGHT? BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NIC'S CUTER.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BYE GOOOOOOOOOOOOON! I LOVE YOU! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115200599026710332?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115200599026710332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115200599026710332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115200599026710332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115200599026710332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hot-man.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115193167088580377</id><published>2006-07-03T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T06:01:10.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TM-ed with mummy today. Watched&lt;strong&gt; RV&lt;/strong&gt;(at time rate I'm going, I am really slow). Okay, its &lt;em&gt;rather&lt;/em&gt; funny lah. Then we shopped and dinnered at some taiwan restaurant and I seriously had no appetite lah please. Its &lt;strong&gt;BEEF &lt;/strong&gt;okay, how fattening can it go man and I thought it would be just a &lt;em&gt;teeny weeny&lt;/em&gt; bit of beef but no, it was &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; okay. Shopped a little more and homed.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115193167088580377?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115193167088580377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115193167088580377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115193167088580377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115193167088580377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/tm-ed-with-mummy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115183111561240146</id><published>2006-07-02T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T02:05:15.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEH NEH POK LAH YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ANY&lt;/span&gt; WILL WIN, COS THERE'S &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PODOLSKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.(AHH! MY GOSH MY GOSH) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTS! HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU TIFFANY ANG SUI MEI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHERES MY &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SIBLINGS' DAY PRESSIE&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVEDD! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TML'S REVIVAL. GO&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; NIC NIC NIC NIC  NIC NIC NIC NIC&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;3333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY GOD! I THINK IM MAD, SAVE ME! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU POK POK HEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU NEH NEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO POST FOR ME NOW. THANKS. (: LOVEDD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115183111561240146?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115183111561240146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115183111561240146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115183111561240146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115183111561240146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/neh-neh-pok-lah-you.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115183004181497723</id><published>2006-07-02T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:47:21.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kns, Brazil &lt;s&gt;lost&lt;/s&gt; to Portugal 0:1 lah. Its like so impossible okay, and I don't care man, Germany can't win the World Cup even if the people there have whatsoever &lt;em&gt;cool &lt;/em&gt;names lah. &lt;strong&gt;GO FRANCE&lt;/strong&gt;! And this is for Rachel --&gt; &lt;strong&gt;xP&lt;/strong&gt;, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, went for SALT meeting. Oh and Phyllis was kind enough to pump my &lt;em&gt;BASKET&lt;/em&gt;ball for me, so yayy, now I have a &lt;strong&gt;full&lt;/strong&gt; pumped &lt;em&gt;BASKET&lt;/em&gt;ball. Okay, so we went and Eunice wrote "TiffyDuck" on the sticky paper where we were suppose to stick on our teeshirt lah, like wth. So now everyone knows my nickname given by Eunice and is calling me that, even uncle B :(  I guess SALT's &lt;em&gt;rather&lt;/em&gt; fun lah, being my first time there. Okay, then we bball-ed for like not even 5mins and we went to RM Macs to eat&lt;strong&gt; ice cream&lt;/strong&gt;. Homed while the rest continued to bball. Oh, Mummy's in a &lt;em&gt;crazy &lt;/em&gt;mood today and she's making me laugh like there's no tomorrow, that's good I guess(its once in a while that this thing happens, haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you'll never know whats beneath me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you don't understand me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont think you know me that much,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause for just one reason, you don't/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm still waiting for that one special chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115183004181497723?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115183004181497723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115183004181497723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115183004181497723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115183004181497723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/kns-brazil-lost-to-portugal-01-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115176617239036104</id><published>2006-07-01T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:02:52.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Phyllis and we LJS-ed. Saw&lt;strong&gt; Bryan Wong&lt;/strong&gt; from Star Idol, and I got so high. So we called Kendra to bring down a plaster for us from home because it was "urgent" and she really did lah. So &lt;em&gt;"Jiang Yi Qi"&lt;/em&gt; please, bring out two somemore! Okay, so I pushed Kendra to help me take his signature and yadah yadah. Off to church and we had combined class again. And we're going to have &lt;strong&gt;ministry attachment&lt;/strong&gt; for 6weeks and here's the thing: You're suppose to come for at least&lt;em&gt; 6 times&lt;/em&gt; for ministry attachment. And I told Phyllis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiffany&lt;/strong&gt;:Aye, need to come 6 times leh then after that don't need come already! Eh wait, if our thing is like once a week, isn't it 6 times already 6 weeks?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for this, Phyllis laughed like a total &lt;s&gt;kuku&lt;/s&gt;, haha!&lt;br /&gt;Then we massed and we had a&lt;strong&gt; great&lt;/strong&gt; laugh when it was the "peace be with you" time. Ended, and chatted for like half an hour with Ms Lim, Phyllis and Esther about school. And I got the art thing from Ms Lim already, very well designed and worth buying!(: Okay, then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/project%20and%20catechism2%20edited%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/project%20and%20catechism2%20edited%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/project%20and%20catechism2%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="238" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/project%20and%20catechism2%20032.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115176617239036104?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115176617239036104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115176617239036104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115176617239036104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115176617239036104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/07/met-phyllis-and-we-ljs-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115167580523254029</id><published>2006-06-30T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T06:56:45.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fine today and I came home with a vandalised Emaths book, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Lucia&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Mel &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Sharon&lt;/strong&gt;(I think she was involved too). I left my book in Miss Ong's homeroom and they &lt;strong&gt;HAD&lt;/strong&gt; to kachao it. But still, I love it lah, at least it would cheer/wake me up when I'm &lt;em&gt;bored&lt;/em&gt; during lessons! And I plan to put my other sub books there to let them write on it too, haha. Oh, and I packed my own recess today, cheese sandwich&lt;em&gt; yums&lt;/em&gt;. Had Angklung and it was &lt;strong&gt;freaking&lt;/strong&gt; nerve racking lah, and I can't even remember the damn song which ended up causing the whole group to be blur too :(  Okay, then massed and it was fun. Geraldine's skin is improving too, &lt;em&gt;yayy&lt;/em&gt; to God!(: I prayed alot today and I hope all those really do happen lah. Alrights, then homed(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115167580523254029?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115167580523254029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115167580523254029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115167580523254029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115167580523254029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-was-fine-today-and-i-came-home.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115159518034793840</id><published>2006-06-29T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T08:33:00.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yayy, thanks to Phyllis, we found tickets to go for Singapore Idol Result Show. Woohoo. Yes, it was&lt;strong&gt; fun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;reallllll &lt;/em&gt;fun. And the people whom I prayed for to get into the top 12 did! Okay, and Phyllis &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; cried cause &lt;strong&gt;Jay&lt;/strong&gt; got in, hahaha. Show started, yadah yadah. Was noisy like some &lt;em&gt;baba&lt;/em&gt; lah and the entertainer before the show was&lt;strong&gt; freaking&lt;/strong&gt; funny. Show ended and we went to the reception to wait for the contestants to come. Oh and did I tell you I made a new friend? Eunice, haha! Another &lt;em&gt;crazy&lt;/em&gt; person too. Okay, so while waiting, I saw &lt;strong&gt;Soul&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Lucif&lt;/strong&gt;y[with no Vics :( ] and when I wanted to take photo, they walk away lah, damn okay. Okay, overall it was fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;School wasn't really good though, &lt;em&gt;pissed&lt;/em&gt; with almost everything during our E&amp;amp;A Maths lessons. But everything's still turning out fine. I love&lt;strong&gt; Phyllis Lee Ser Hui&lt;/strong&gt; lahhh, thanks okay! And &lt;strong&gt;Eunice&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Joanne&lt;/strong&gt; too, for the spare tickets!&lt;strong&gt; God&lt;/strong&gt; too! &lt;em&gt;Church&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115159518034793840?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115159518034793840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115159518034793840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115159518034793840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115159518034793840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/yayy-thanks-to-phyllis-we-found.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115149592517174537</id><published>2006-06-28T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T04:58:45.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm such a sad&lt;em&gt; baba&lt;/em&gt; lah, got &lt;s&gt;no&lt;/s&gt; tickets for Singapore Idol Result show :(  So anyway, there's three new teachers teaching 3I now and I think they ain't that bad, and I hope &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; would last long lah. And I think Ms Ong is a damn funny teacher please, you be nice to her and she'll be&lt;em&gt; allll&lt;/em&gt; funny back to you. And after 792892654789624789 years from&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; doing any Chem experiment, half of &lt;u&gt;HER&lt;/u&gt; students got to do one today, like &lt;strong&gt;YAYY&lt;/strong&gt;ness please. Debbie and I got so excited okay, though it was just about the&lt;em&gt; iodine-dipping-in-acid/base/neutral-liquid&lt;/em&gt; thing. And I think we're joining classes with 3J for Monday PE, which means &lt;strong&gt;chiang = jo = me = happy happy&lt;/strong&gt;! School's going on fine now and I just hope it maintains this way. Alrights, I wanna catch &lt;strong&gt;Singapore Idol&lt;/strong&gt; now, ciaos! Btw, I can't wait for&lt;strong&gt; Friday, Saturday and Sunday = church church church = friends = fun = YAYY&lt;/strong&gt;!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115149592517174537?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115149592517174537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115149592517174537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115149592517174537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115149592517174537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-im-such-sad-baba-lah-got-no.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115141280266940929</id><published>2006-06-27T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T05:53:22.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peek a boo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want a hippopotamus for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only a hippopotamus will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't want a doll, no dinky Tinker Toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want a hippopotamus for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He won't have to use our dirty chimney flue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just bring him through the front door, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's the easy thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can see me now on Christmas morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;creeping down the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh what joy and what surprise when I open up my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to see a hippo hero standing thereI want a hippopotamus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for Christmas only a hippopotamus will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No crocodiles, no rhinocerosesI only like hippopotamuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And hippopotamuses like me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom says the hippo would eat me up, but then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teacher says a hippo is a vegeterian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's lots of room for him in our two-car garage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can see me now on Christmas morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;creeping down the stairs oh what joy and what surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when I open up my eyesto see a hippo hero standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want a hippopotamus for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only a hippopotamus will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No crocodiles or rhinoceroseses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I only like hippopotamuseses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And hippopotamuses like me too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;GOLDEN DOG WATCH! GOLDEN DOG WATCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;GOLDEN DOG ALL THE WAY!    (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115141280266940929?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115141280266940929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115141280266940929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115141280266940929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115141280266940929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/peek-boo-i-want-hippopotamus-for.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115131807856143111</id><published>2006-06-26T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:34:38.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A &lt;strong&gt;start&lt;/strong&gt; of a new semester and I suppose &lt;em&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/em&gt; hates it, like who doesnt?! School was &lt;strong&gt;perfectly&lt;/strong&gt; fine today. Triple SS period every Monday would just&lt;em&gt; kill&lt;/em&gt; me. But I enjoyed SS today though I was sleepy/tired, I guess cause it was &lt;em&gt;rather&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;absorbable&lt;/strong&gt; for my brain and ears! Amaths was great too, I understood the chapter real well! Homed and I got so sad when Phyllis Lee Ser Hui told me that the tickets for Singapore Idol Result Show just &lt;s&gt;finished&lt;/s&gt;, like wth?! And I got so excited telling my mum and sis about it. Sad case man. My mum's in a good mood today too and she bought me a new tee! She &lt;strong&gt;rocks&lt;/strong&gt; when she's in a good mood please, hahaha. Oh, I'm still addicted to High School Musical, by the way. Troy is just so &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; like some baba &lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt; lah, hoho!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I could smile just by imagining you were here with me, even when you aren't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115131807856143111?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115131807856143111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115131807856143111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115131807856143111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115131807856143111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/start-of-new-semester-and-i-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115124727876686269</id><published>2006-06-25T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T07:54:38.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everybody's stress in last minute project work, kill me lah please. School's starting tomorrow again, hate it yet love it! Social studies project today and we progressed REALLLLLLLL fast. Was rather much productive despite the many happenings going on. Board, checked! Questions, checked! Now we're left with counters, money, dice and instructions and we are all done!(: Script for cheena project done too, just need to act! Alrights. So then I decided to rest for awhile, and I watched High School Musical. And omgosh, troy's damn cute lah. Gabriella rocks too. Now everyone's going made over project and High School Musical, yayy!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TROY!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/troy%20from%20high%20school%20musical.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/troy%20from%20high%20school%20musical.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115124727876686269?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115124727876686269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115124727876686269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115124727876686269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115124727876686269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/everybodys-stress-in-last-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115106622413061214</id><published>2006-06-23T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T06:22:55.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Phyllis at school busstop. And she was 20MINS &lt;strong&gt;LATE&lt;/strong&gt;! 10mins more than me somemore, tsk. Ljs-ed at Rivervale Mall afterwhich and it was oh-so-&lt;em&gt;yummy&lt;/em&gt;. Back to my place and we started off our project. Unfortunately, it wasn't productive lah. We only did a crossword puzzle?! And that's pathetic I tell you, but still we had fun at my place! &lt;strong&gt;Cam whoring&lt;/strong&gt; most of the time lah, and it was totally fun and funny! Rivervale Mall again to fetch Geraldine and to get Jo's "birthday" cake. The cake's &lt;em&gt;freaking &lt;/em&gt;cute lah, got toy car in the middle somemore. My place again and we progressed with our project just a &lt;em&gt;lil'&lt;/em&gt; bit while Geraldine did her homework. Was suppose to bball but my ball didn't have air and I sort of used the wrong pump to pump it?! You should have seen how hard we tried pumping lah, but to no avail, nothing happened and Geraldine wore her shoes for nothing. Off to church. Cam whore-ed even more. Jo came and we gave him his cake and he said we were crazy?! We are &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; people lah, wth. Church-ed and I got a shock when she came. I'm damn happy today too lah, but Geraldine, please &lt;strong&gt;cheer up&lt;/strong&gt; okay? Don't forget the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; smile you're suppose to give next week(: Back to the same place and Jo taught us Physics, but apparently &lt;s&gt;nothing&lt;/s&gt; came to mind, sorry ah! And I told Phyllis, Audrey and Geraldine about the pinkpanther and pinkpingpong ball story and their reaction was &lt;strong&gt;damn&lt;/strong&gt; funny. Saw my camp facil too, still &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt; as usual. Homed!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cam Whoring is fun!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/project%20and%20catechism%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="222" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/project%20and%20catechism%20013.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/spastic.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/twist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/twist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/vacuum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/vacuum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/boardheads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/boardheads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/one%20to%20nine%20pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/one%20to%20nine%20pose.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115106622413061214?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115106622413061214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115106622413061214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115106622413061214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115106622413061214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/met-phyllis-at-school-busstop.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115098301665251498</id><published>2006-06-22T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T06:34:10.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So met up with Phyllis today and I was late and she got so pissed with me. Reached, bought stuff yada yada and trained to Rivervale Plaza. We got so budget-y lah. Macs-ed and did our project. And I think we progress &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; fast. It was &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; fun as well. Oh and, I love Phyllis too, yes I do. Then we homed!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos taken in Korea:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seoul Police! And his hand is so not in the right place lah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(4).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%284%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It looks so real!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(64).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%2864%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poor thing but cute!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(120).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%28120%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best hotel with the free internet access!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(159).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%28159%29.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The toilet bowl that has buttons to wash your butt! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(164).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%28164%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The stupid bedless hotel! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(194).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%28194%29.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The cute yet idiotic puppet dog that I love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(204).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%28204%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The extra-ed 50 year old lady in "Da Chang Jing"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(286).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%28286%29.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myself and I!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Korea%20(321).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Korea%20%28321%29.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The bear I like the most, Snow White and the 7 dwarfs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/korea%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/korea%20067.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It drank the water that was suppose to be for washing hands!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/korea%20111.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/korea%20111.0.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115098301665251498?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115098301665251498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115098301665251498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115098301665251498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115098301665251498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-met-up-with-phyllis-today-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115090447180764208</id><published>2006-06-21T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T09:02:04.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear angel above,(not tiffany, she's a horse(: )&lt;br /&gt;i'm praying for my dearest friend, tiffany. she got a mental break down and i'm very worried for her. she refuse to go to the doctor's and even want me to take her to the zoo. what's happening to her? angel, would you help her turn back to her normal self? i'm really worried and very scared. she calls me everyday and i think i may become crazy too. angel, even if there's no cure to her sickness, would you grant me my last wish on her? at least give her a good voice for singing. kbox may close down if she ever steps into it. i'm really worried. and thus i'm writing this letter to you as i really don't wish to lose a best friend, and neither would i want my best friend to turn mad. woodbridge hospital wouldn't even want to take her in. what am i gonna do? she's my best friend and i can't do anything to help her. i sincerely wish you can help her. i dont want to lose a best friend like her... wait, leave a little madness in her. i won't be able to accept a fully normal tiffany. thank you. alleluia. may peace be with me and my ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;from a very petrified friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rachel. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115090447180764208?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115090447180764208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115090447180764208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115090447180764208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115090447180764208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/dear-angel-abovenot-tiffany-shes-horse.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115088469073280594</id><published>2006-06-21T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T03:13:07.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised that I had to Malaysian channel yesterday so that means, &lt;strong&gt;malaysian channel=world cup=why didn't I know it earlier?!&lt;/strong&gt; And I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; got to watch one world cup match. Germany vs E...(I don't know what it is lah, some ulu team, no offence to those that supported them!). So Rachel and I were &lt;s&gt;making fun&lt;/s&gt; of the whites' names, which was of course not the right thing to do. Some was really memorable, there was Huth, Podolski, Fringes, J. Guagua, Klose and yada yada. The Germany goalkeeper's damn good lah. Not shocking that they won 3-0 though. Then while I was &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; to sleep, someone pissed me off but however, this &lt;strong&gt;sweetest&lt;/strong&gt; freak came to cheer me up, you know who you are! And I thank God for you!(:&lt;br /&gt;Angklung-ed today. The Mr. Steward(its his surname by the way) guy came to hear us play and he said it was really nice! Not much scolding today too. Pictionary-ed. And my group lost big time? But we caught up during hangman, thanks to Ms Asma. Ended and I accompanied &lt;strong&gt;Everything&lt;/strong&gt; to the piano to play. Learnt how to play a song! A &lt;em&gt;REAL&lt;/em&gt; song. A great achievement. And I had to come home being pissed, thanks to some bloody toothead. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To ???. Its good if you know its you once you read this.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought of me when you were with your &lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; friends? Have you ever wondered how was life going on for me? I know its been some time since we stepped into a new surronding, a new environment. But what excuse can you give me if I said I thought of you and wondered whether you were fine &lt;em&gt;all these while&lt;/em&gt;. Are you gonna say that "Oh, I forgot" or "Oh, I didn't bother" just like when you didn't bring your books to school? Or am I just someone there to entertain you when you are bored or lonely, or for the best word to describe these, just being a "spare tire". Was I like a spare tire to you, only being with you until you found your friends? Was I like some clown to you, that would make you laugh until you were sick and tired of it. I'm not all these. I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; being a spare tire. And I could openly say that I could even go to the extend of striking you off the list in "good friends". Why should I be the one, deserving to get all this, when you, just enjoy life. Have you ever even thought how much you have hurt me? Not just me, but your other friends as well. Why is it that when we make the first move to communicate and try to spend time with you, you just proudly ignored us and acted as though &lt;strong&gt;we didn't exist&lt;/strong&gt; at all. Are we really &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; transparent? If you do not have friends around you, why look for us when you didn't even bothered about us at the start?! Why should we even take pity on you. I don't see any sense. Its &lt;strong&gt;karma&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;What goes around, comes around.&lt;/em&gt; And if you want to have it the way where your mind says "I have my new friends, I don't need the old anymore." then you will have it back that way. Its as easy. And I can't stand being the soft-hearted one anymore. Why should I when you don't bother. I feel like a &lt;em&gt;total fool&lt;/em&gt; thanks to you. This sucks. It really does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115088469073280594?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115088469073280594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115088469073280594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115088469073280594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115088469073280594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-realised-that-i-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115080429028193450</id><published>2006-06-20T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T05:20:36.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amaths was &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; today, despite being pangsei-ed. My whole row didn't come lah. Then babu sat next to me, haha. I'm glad I understood the chapter. And Charlotte made me &lt;strong&gt;un&lt;/strong&gt;-lonely by telling me lots of jokes and stories. Lame ones lah, about some man thing, ah beng/ah huai, the pink pingpong, the fridge and etc. But it was freaking funny. Angklung-ed and we learnt to play a new song-&lt;em&gt;can't help falling in love&lt;/em&gt;. I love that song lah. And I'm glad Ms Asma wasn't in much of a bad mood today. She was even being retarded when we played Captain's ball after that. Fun crap. And my team was &lt;strong&gt;LAST&lt;/strong&gt;. Yayy! That's a good thing, at least we still have a positioning, haha! Met Geraldine too. And her stomach looks &lt;em&gt;small&lt;/em&gt; with the t-shirt she wore. Haha. Oh and I accomplished my English homework as well! Alrights. I'm tired and I wanna ciao now. Goodbye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;Its been rather long don't you think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How we used to talk and laugh about everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those were the days I missed the most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And nothing would ever replace it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you ever think of my presence?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or was I just there to entertain you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kill your boredom? Hear your cry?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was I ever once in your mind..(:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115080429028193450?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115080429028193450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115080429028193450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115080429028193450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115080429028193450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/amaths-was-great-today-despite-being.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115071319082065264</id><published>2006-06-19T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T03:33:10.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Angklung after Amaths today. Was rather fun lah. Had to go in groups where they ain't anyone that has the same note as you. &lt;em&gt;Nerve-racking&lt;/em&gt; lah please. Kill me? Games after which. And we played the guess-the-name-when-curtain-falls game and our group &lt;strong&gt;won&lt;/strong&gt;! Wacko-ed and Rosalina accually called &lt;u&gt;Lucia's&lt;/u&gt; name lah, miss her too much already. Water bomb-ed but it wasn't really successful but I still got wet, thanks to Denyse. Homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compassed for dinner and &lt;em&gt;tissue prata&lt;/em&gt; at Jalan Kayu for dessert. Oh and mummy told us alot about our choices of names when we were a baby lah. And I was suppose to be called Esther, but in the end I was called&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Tiffany cause I didn't respond to the Esther name. Haha, and I just found out that my&lt;em&gt; sister&lt;/em&gt; was the one that named me! Okay, my brother had choices like Edgar and Tirso which was damn funny lah. And my sister had some choices like Alma or Nora. I thank God that mine is normal lah. Haha. Okay, then homed. Oh yeah, project 1/4 done! A &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; success! Congrats to &lt;strong&gt;Phyllis&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Tiffany&lt;/strong&gt;, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kor kor's&lt;/em&gt; birthday today! &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAH YOU!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115071319082065264?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115071319082065264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115071319082065264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115071319082065264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115071319082065264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/angklung-after-amaths-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115070956723465854</id><published>2006-06-19T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T02:32:47.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/1600/meet%20023%20letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="268" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/320/meet%20023%20letter.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;from me, to you. love you goon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115070956723465854?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115070956723465854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115070956723465854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115070956723465854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115070956723465854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/from-me-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115055959623537179</id><published>2006-06-17T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T08:53:16.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 9 with a loud &lt;strong&gt;"thud"&lt;/strong&gt; sound and my dad shouting. I thought my mum fell or something but in the end it was my brother lah. He got too drunk the previous night that he woke up still feeling hungover. Assist him with water and bringing him to the sofa. He damn blur lah, bang his head so hard and he didn't feel &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;. Then he woke up with a big &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;balaku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on his head, haha. Okay. Watched tv, yada yada and paranakan food at serangoon gardens for dinner. Egg Milk beancurd at chomps for dessert. Came home and did my english summary, a great achievement! Yayy. Okay, I'm off. And I will &lt;strong&gt;pray&lt;/strong&gt; hard for you!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115055959623537179?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115055959623537179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115055959623537179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115055959623537179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115055959623537179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/woke-up-at-9-with-loud-thud-sound-and.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115046577113960871</id><published>2006-06-16T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T06:49:31.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so mass was &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; funny lah. We were&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;late&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for mass, waited for the two GCs thats why. But anyway, mass was short, 30mins to be exact. Like wow! The "peace be with you" bow thing was funny. And I passed my letter to Fabian and Angeline already, yayyness! I'm proud of myself lah, rights. And Geraldine and I got what we wanted to know, we have our minds cleared now. &lt;em&gt;Our inside joke, our secret!(:&lt;/em&gt; Then homed!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;em&gt; happy birthday Jo&lt;/em&gt;! Its your birthday again! The small baos nice right! Duh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this is for YOU! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your very OWN one million dollar flower note!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Btw, (Jo drew it, not me!) =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/jo%27s%20one%20million%20dollar%20note%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115046577113960871?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115046577113960871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115046577113960871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115046577113960871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115046577113960871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-so-mass-was-damn-funny-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115039352086401556</id><published>2006-06-15T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T10:45:20.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello tiffany! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;guess who i am! heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115039352086401556?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115039352086401556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115039352086401556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115039352086401556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115039352086401556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-tiffany-guess-who-i-am-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115035759914083533</id><published>2006-06-15T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:46:39.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Late night talk yesterday again. Geraldine and I are &lt;em&gt;topic hoppers&lt;/em&gt;, haha! From some &lt;em&gt;unhealthy&lt;/em&gt; talk to our dream home and yadah yadah. She says I think way too overbroad for my future?! Eh, at least I know what I want okay you idiot, and I'm sure I still want that &lt;strong&gt;burger king seat thingy&lt;/strong&gt;! And she sort of knows my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;secret &lt;/span&gt;when I was in sec1 as well, one of those kinds that not much people know, even till today. Shhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Jo was being such a&lt;strong&gt; DUDU&lt;/strong&gt; when we chatted online yesterday lah. He used my DUDU word and he says it sounds &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; than &lt;strong&gt;KUKU&lt;/strong&gt;. Eh, wth, of course lah, I used it so of course it would be better right! Okay, rights. But I had a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; laugh when Phyllis and I was sort of quarrelling with him lah, damn funny. And I can't wait for tomorrow's mass man, especially before mass. Jo's gonna get a &lt;strong&gt;VERY&lt;/strong&gt; big surprise, but I shan't specify what it is in case he hops into my blog and reads this, bleah.&lt;br /&gt;Yupps, thats about it! I enjoyed our talk last night too lah, laughing in darkness &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. And I had to laugh in the &lt;em&gt;not-so-loud-in-case-mum-or-dad-hears&lt;/em&gt; way lah. But I think its fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;Godma can't come for mass tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why work OT?! So sad lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we thought of talking to her? =(&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115035759914083533?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115035759914083533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115035759914083533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115035759914083533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115035759914083533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/late-night-talk-yesterday-again.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115029590292018026</id><published>2006-06-14T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T07:38:22.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a very very long time since I had late night talks with someone. Had a real late night one with Geraldine and its kind of stupid for the fact that I was laughing real hard in deep darkness. Everyone was sleeping and I was the only night owl then and Geraldine kept tempting me to talk loudly lah, damn. Okay, watched my recorded shows today, and I wanna catch my project runway now. Ciaos! Daily mass coming up soon!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115029590292018026?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115029590292018026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115029590292018026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115029590292018026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115029590292018026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-very-very-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115018500268379473</id><published>2006-06-13T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:50:02.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been two days since camp ended but I still feel the touch by God. The camp really made me do things that I'd never thought I would ever do and that includes apologising to people whom I'd once hurt. I decided to carry the heavy weight down and forget about how painful it is when I carried it. You wouldn't understand how I really felt except for you know who you are lah right!(: I replied letters as well and I suppose Geraldine and I are working on it together. We will make her v proud, we will. And I do hope to have the meeting with her real soon no matter how scared, shy or afraid I may be. Nothing's gonna change how I feel about God, nothing and no one. Say what you want, but God will always be there in me. To God from above "Everyday, its YOU I live for!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never thought that I'll be &lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt; happy &lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt; much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I promise to be good and faith will always be with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll never bring up my courage to say this but if you do read this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I love you many!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115018500268379473?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115018500268379473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115018500268379473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115018500268379473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115018500268379473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-two-days-since-camp-ended-but.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-115010484233439386</id><published>2006-06-12T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T02:37:19.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss Confirmation Camp&lt;/span&gt; and its no doubt that its the &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt; camp yet! And because we can't exactly detail out the camp due to reasons, I shall just get choppy and quick with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached our destination with ice breaker games, talks yadah yadah. Was&lt;em&gt; rather&lt;/em&gt; boring lah, but it really means alot. Praise and worship session was a &lt;strong&gt;BLAST &lt;/strong&gt;as well. Had night activity and off to bed. Oh yeah, Angeline came with Lays(that potato chips) too, but it so happened that it went &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Next day had talks again. Much better than the previous day and I really enjoyed myself alot. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cried&lt;/span&gt; alot as well, but I guess its sort of a good sign lah. Reflections caused it all. Games were fun too. Letter reading-ed and I was laughing all the way but truly in my heart, I was crying lah. I was overjoyed okay. And so was Geraldine. I felt that I just had someone new and special in my life and I really did. Sang "the power of love" in a big circle and after which, we went around hugging each other. I even hugged some that I don't even know lah, which was accually the whole main thing. Thank-ed Fabian and Angeline with a big big hug from all of us. Slept rather early even if the dorm was noisy.&lt;br /&gt;The last day of camp and I really did not want to go. Cleaned up after a talk and all. Oh and I received letters! Short but sweet. Sang "more than words" many many times. Back to church and in the bus, I cried. Phyllis knows why&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thanks Phyllis, I appreciate the tissue and your one sentence singing, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Had mass and Iora and Javeer(I dont know how to spell their name!) came. They are cute kids lah. Iora is like the smaller version of Fabian? Haha. And Javeer shall grow up and be a very handsome man. Took photos with class and homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never forget how much this camp has helped me in many ways. Not only has it bring me closer to God but I'm truly touched by him as well. The camp wasn't as good as I expected it would be, but it all turned out really really fine. And I'm truly satisfied with it. I love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, I really do. And I love those that made this camp an enjoyable one for me too. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-115010484233439386?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/115010484233439386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=115010484233439386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115010484233439386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/115010484233439386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-miss-confirmation-camp-and-its-no.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114977466819140263</id><published>2006-06-08T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T06:51:08.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confirmation camp in less than 12 hours! Yayy! &lt;333333333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114977466819140263?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114977466819140263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114977466819140263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114977466819140263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114977466819140263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/confirmation-camp-in-less-than-12.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114969193196000849</id><published>2006-06-07T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:52:11.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geraldine's being &lt;strong&gt;paranoid&lt;/strong&gt;, irritating thing lah she. She's meeting her soon-to-be-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;godma&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow and I have yet to meet mine. Called &lt;u&gt;HER&lt;/u&gt; and I was laughing away lah, nerve cooling method you see. Geraldine and I did the &lt;em&gt;similar&lt;/em&gt; mistake that can cause you a  &lt;strong&gt;major&lt;/strong&gt; servere brain damage as well lah okay! Sending a message to someone(we message to the same person somemore!) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WRONGLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just when we are talking about her lah. Sad case mann. Good luck to Geraldine tomorrow please!(: And I think the last 3 people who sang in Singapore Idol today did &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;. Love their voices! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114969193196000849?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114969193196000849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114969193196000849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114969193196000849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114969193196000849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/geraldines-being-paranoid-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114960322319179619</id><published>2006-06-06T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T07:13:43.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;neh neh lah you, never go to the 1000 won shop. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114960322319179619?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114960322319179619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114960322319179619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114960322319179619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114960322319179619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/neh-neh-lah-you-never-go-to-1000-won.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114960524960460218</id><published>2006-06-06T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T07:47:29.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm BACK! I miss Korea real badly alrights. =( Anyway, here's the updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Flight to Korea. And wth lah, there was this lady who was sitting near me and she was &lt;strong&gt;snoring&lt;/strong&gt; for the &lt;strong&gt;WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt; journey okay. And she's a PIG please, once she stepped into the plane, she slept &lt;em&gt;allllllllll&lt;/em&gt; the way until we landed. Sheeh. Reached. And we went to some I-can't-remember-what-place-it-is. Took a domestic flight to Jeju and we headed to the Moksukwon Park to see rocks. -.-" Oh, there was also stories about Liu de hua(I think). Went to the Chonjiyon waterfall. &lt;em&gt;Real&lt;/em&gt; nice. And its nicely hidden by the trees as well. Had dinner and window shopped at Tapdong Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Headed to the Dragon Head Rock after breakfast and we had to climb down to see the Rock. Nice but &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;. Mysterious Road-ed and it was frigging cool lah. The road's accually going uphill but in acual fact, its going down. And if you would to place a bottle there, it would be going upwards. Cool right! Then we went to the Songan Sunrise Peak where it's somewhat a volcano thingy. It can be the &lt;strong&gt;second great wall of china&lt;/strong&gt; man. Had to climb so so &lt;em&gt;high&lt;/em&gt; lah. But it was worth it once you are on the top. Song-up Folk Village after that. It has like 388 houses and 1 house territory is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;. Plus, the lady that lived there and whom toured us around that area was an extra in "Da Chang Jing". And she's so cute lah, short and hilarious. She's a good promotor too. Bought honey, yums. Thereafter was the Teddy Bear Museum where all the different bears in the world was. There's even a LV bear(expensive aye!), cute! Dinnered and hotel-ed. A hectic day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Woke up at 6 this time round, 5 in Sing time. =/ Flight back to Seoul. Everland! Played two rollercoasters, the 360degrees thingy, ferris wheel and water slide! Oh, and we were brought(in a bus) to where tigers and lions were breed together. Ligers were formed after tigers and lions you know, have erhem. Saw bears too. Cute lah, there was one that had lots of biscuits on it, haha. Headed to Yongpyong resort where "Winter Sonata" was filmed at. After dinner, my brother and I went to the supermarket and bought ice cream. And we ate it outside when the temperature was 15degrees lah. The ice cream didn't melt okay, duh. So cool. Back to resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Took a 20 min cable car ride up to the another filming place of "Winter Sonata". Took lots of photos there. back down, headed to this shop where "Autumn in my heart"'s Enxi stayed in, in the show. Amazing how to show could make it big just by using a small shop as a home for Enxi. Mt Sorak National Park to see some granite rocks or whatever. -.-" Hotspring Resort after which. And my gosh lah, its the &lt;s&gt;worse&lt;/s&gt; hotel among the rest please. It didn't have a bed and the towel was &lt;em&gt;dirrrrrty&lt;/em&gt;. Eww. Never mind. Other than that, we headed to the Hotspring Waterpia. Nice lah. But the people at the locker room were fully &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;naked&lt;/span&gt;, like ew. And I had to tolerate that for 15mins cause I had to find my locker. =( Okay, so the hotspring place was the one that brought all of the teenagers to get to know each other. So now, I made new friends! Okay, so we went to this couple spa pool which is obviously for two people only. But in the end, 6 of us went in! People kept staring at us lah, we are trying to save the other spa tubs for them can! Haha, rights. So when we stood up together, the water level dropped from the surface of the tub, to only half to the tub. Haha, &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; funny. Played the water slide and wave pool too, cool. Dinnered and back to resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Went to Nami Island, another filming site of "Winter Sonata". The only thing special about that place was some tilted trees. Haha. Oh and I met RACHEL there too. Haha, I'm glad I did so. Off to Lotte world. Played the I-don't-know-what-Fury-thing but I know its a roller coaster, another roller coaster and water slide. The water slide there is &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; better lah please, so fun. Hotel-ed at the lifestyle hotel afterwhich. Like my previous post, the hotel was awesome, the best one among all. It had a &lt;strong&gt;40inch tv&lt;/strong&gt;(as said by Weiting[=), there was a &lt;strong&gt;vending machine&lt;/strong&gt;, a &lt;strong&gt;flat screen computer&lt;/strong&gt; with the CPU plus&lt;strong&gt; free internet access&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;jacuzzi &lt;/strong&gt;in the bathtub, the toilet bowl had &lt;strong&gt;buttons&lt;/strong&gt; that you can press to wash your butt or whatsoever, the room had &lt;strong&gt;censored light&lt;/strong&gt; and the opening of the door is like tapping of an ezlink card! AHHHHH. I love that hotel.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Visited the Nam Sangol Hanok Village where "Da Chang Jing" was filmed at. Couldn't really notice where are the sites there that filmed the show. And so my brother was sad. Headed to the Fifa World Cup Stadium. Nothing much. Kimchi school-ed. So fun lah, its like &lt;em&gt;massaging&lt;/em&gt; a vegetable, haha! Headed to Namdaemum and Myongdong to shop but I couldn't find the 1000won shop that Rachel's talking about. Anyway, had fun shopping. Off to the casino hotel. And because Weiting, her brother(I can't remember the name!) and I couldn't get in, we decided to stay and see the rest walking in. Then Kenneth's brother joined us as his attempt to get in as a 19 year old failed. So the 4 of us, were so bored that we decided to find the arcade. While finding, we found a Sauna and a swimming pool that had &lt;s&gt;no&lt;/s&gt; water. And the stupid man that worked there &lt;strong&gt;cheated&lt;/strong&gt; our feelings by telling us that there was an arcade when in the fact, there wasn't. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; man. Watched this Korean and Odyssey show in the theatre then. The Korean traditional part was boring. Odyssey was so wow-ing lah. Was nice to watch other than the part where they didn't wear &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;bra&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Wth, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nude&lt;/span&gt; can, tsk. And this small boy in our tour group was like so innocent lah, so cute. Back to room to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: The day we went back. But before that, we went to the Ginseng, Amthyst and some kinda drink stall. Bought many things lah. So broke please, my dad I mean. Bought seaweed and back to Singapore. Despite the plane not having any computer, they showed us a movie on the big screen after dinner. "Aquamarine" was the name and the show was real nice. My brother farted in the plane too, which was &lt;strong&gt;rather &lt;/strong&gt;stinky. Pee yew. Then home sweet home.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss Korea lah, and its thanks to 19 people(excluding my family) who made the trip an enjoyable one. The tour guide's right, its fate that brought us to the same tour group, and I have no regrets in making friends with them. They are &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; nice people lah, and I really hope that we would happen to see each other again. Its sad to say goodbye to them accually, although its been only 7.5 days of interaction with each other. I hope we would stay in touch people! Loves!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114960524960460218?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114960524960460218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114960524960460218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114960524960460218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114960524960460218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back-i-miss-korea-real-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114948643471306485</id><published>2006-06-04T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:47:14.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;come back eh kuku head! no one to talk to! imagine me, talking to air for the past one week and yet still alive.hurr. quick quick fly back! just wished you went to the 1000 won shop. (:  i want to go shopping with kuku head, faster come home can! and like &lt;b&gt;WTH&lt;/b&gt;?! i stayed at a five star hotel and there wasn't any free internet provided. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt;. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;KUKU HEAD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114948643471306485?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114948643471306485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114948643471306485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114948643471306485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114948643471306485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/come-back-eh-kuku-head-no-one-to-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114934294385080710</id><published>2006-06-03T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T06:55:43.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to the world! Still&lt;strong&gt; Korea-ing&lt;/strong&gt; though. Just stepped into a &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; hotel today and BOY, its the best hotel yet &lt;s&gt;please&lt;/s&gt;! The television is  like &lt;strong&gt;HUGEEEE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;FLAT&lt;/strong&gt; and plus, there's a flat screen computer with free internet usage as well. Even the huge bathtub can do jacuzzi(sp?!) lah, like what the hell?! Shall post the photos &lt;em&gt;real real&lt;/em&gt; soon. I shall be going now, nothing much to blog about or should I say I don't have the mood to now. HAHA! Ciaos for now(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114934294385080710?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114934294385080710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114934294385080710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114934294385080710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114934294385080710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-to-world-still-korea-ing-though.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114908497374254729</id><published>2006-05-31T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T07:16:13.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello kamala! toidi here. kamala(alamak) = tiffany, toidi(idiot) = me! haha! nice? their tamil names -.-" oh wells. tiffany is in korea now. i miss her so much like NOT! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114908497374254729?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114908497374254729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114908497374254729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114908497374254729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114908497374254729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-kamala-toidi-here.html' title=''/><author><name>release my intermission-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01381408074273466486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114896859652959354</id><published>2006-05-29T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T06:02:09.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello there! I'm back! NOT! I'm rachel here lah! So as you can see, Ang Sui Mei Tiffany is sort of dead? Yes yes, that goonhead's in Korea now, must be suffering from the hot but still enjoying herself. And yet I'm sitting here, blogging for her, being bored out of boredom(wth are you saying rachel?!) Haha. "we are going to Korea!" is what we said to Samantha. I'm excited alrights. Can't wait for that goonhead to come back next next week. I'm gonna suffer so much all alone with no one to talk to and no one there to irritate and annoy me. And to think that I'm already suffering since ytd, how am I to survive for the next two weeks?! Ahhhh. This is crap man. I wanted to call her today, but no I couldn't, why? Cause then, I'd only be calling air and no one would pick up the phone. Haha. That really sucks doesnt it? Alrights. I'm here reporting live from the room of Rachel's. Till then, Ciaos!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOOOOOOOON HEAD&lt;/span&gt;! LOVEDDD!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU LAH, YOU'RE GOING TO &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FULL HOUSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. HUMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;STUPID&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;KUKU HEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, NEVER BRING ME ALONG.&lt;br /&gt;ARRGH! MISS YOU A LOT MAN! QUICK QUICK FLY BACK!! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114896859652959354?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114896859652959354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114896859652959354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114896859652959354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114896859652959354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-there-im-back-not-im-rachel-here.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114883036334717649</id><published>2006-05-28T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T08:55:39.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chomp-ed for dinner. Stingray, Fried Kway Tiao, Sotong, all as delicious as usual. Bite my tongue and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt; came &lt;em&gt;oozing&lt;/em&gt; out when I came home, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;?! Bumped into Michelle, Simran, and Sinyee in 7-eleven. Gave them a surprise by a&lt;strong&gt; sudden&lt;/strong&gt; comment to Simran. "Simran! Sing somemore! Sing!" Haha, &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;funny. Watched Singapore Idol, I think &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jonathan Leong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gayle Nerva&lt;/span&gt; stand a chance to win! They have my votes on them &lt;u&gt;please&lt;/u&gt;! Oh and plus, the two &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rocker&lt;/span&gt; dudes and that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Terence&lt;/span&gt; guy from &lt;strong&gt;"Living with Lydia"&lt;/strong&gt; got in too! Yayyness, this is getting so &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt;. Rights, enough of that. Chaos in the house, somehow. Irritating lah, so many problems=so easy to solve=but people keep insisting=I'm pissed=&lt;strong&gt;what's wrong with the world!?!&lt;/strong&gt; Korea trip in just less than a day, totally excited. Its time I'm off(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114883036334717649?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114883036334717649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114883036334717649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114883036334717649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114883036334717649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/chomp-ed-for-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114871746499308553</id><published>2006-05-27T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:12:04.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Family day was &lt;em&gt;unexpectedly&lt;/em&gt; enjoying. 1A had the dunking game just next to our stall and their dunking machine was rented. Like oh my &lt;strong&gt;gosh&lt;/strong&gt;. But I'm kind of satisfied with the work and effort we have done. Though simple it may be, we managed to lure quite a big amount of people to play our game. There was one mother that even asked her three 2-6 years old children to play. How nice of her. 3I's class tee is here, and I must say that although its plain, its really nice. Oh, and I ate many chicken wings today too. 3J's chicken wing was &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;finger licking good&lt;/span&gt;, and so was this Indian lady selling them. My milo float disappeared, thanks to sherlyn who didn't come. Being wet was nice, until the time where you got to pack up and go. Took photo with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Spice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too! Shall post them &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;soon. Okay, this is like a totally &lt;strong&gt;random&lt;/strong&gt; post. I'll keep it short for now. I'm tired= I need some sleep. Goodnight to all.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where'd you go, I &lt;em&gt;miss&lt;/em&gt; you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seems like its been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Since you've been gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114871746499308553?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114871746499308553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114871746499308553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114871746499308553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114871746499308553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/family-day-was-unexpectedly-enjoying.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114865725182443278</id><published>2006-05-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:27:31.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year's PTM is the &lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt; one ever, total piece of &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt;. Molly lao shi kept acting &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; lah, sheeh. "I think you should &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; let her use the computer/Yes yes, take it &lt;u&gt;out&lt;/u&gt; from her room, dont let her use so much/You are &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; studying hard enough" What the hell?! Now mummy thinks the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; main problem for my atrocious(I think it really is) grades is because of this &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; computer. She thinks that I use the computer too much and I'm not studying. I &lt;strong&gt;DID&lt;/strong&gt; study when there was MYE okay, and plus, I memorised my notes till even daddy told me to rest, I did Maths problems the &lt;em&gt;WHOLE&lt;/em&gt; day just to get a pass(but I still didn't), but was mummy there to see it ALL? &lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;, she didn't witness EVERYTHING. Like whatever lah. Then again, Molly lao shi said that I'm &lt;s&gt;rest&lt;/s&gt;less in class and I'm too &lt;s&gt;talk&lt;/s&gt;ative. Okay, I admit I'm talkative, but about being restless? PLEASE, its not only me okay, just that her class was &lt;em&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/em&gt; and I mean &lt;strong&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/strong&gt; with a capital T, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;boring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Its all cheena cheena cheena. Argh. So now, mummy wants the computer out of the room. I dont really mind that, cause I had &lt;strong&gt;half&lt;/strong&gt; the mind to do that too, since I've seen all my gross results. Then, my dad wants me to be in bed by 10.30?! Siao lah, I'm not a small little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, other than all those complains, I must say that I'm &lt;em&gt;upset&lt;/em&gt; over my results, and I sort of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;teared&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as the PTM ended, for the fact that I did much better last year with more subjects to study for, compared to this year. I kept promising myself that all my B grades has got to come back, a &lt;strong&gt;MUST MUST MUST MUST MUST&lt;/strong&gt;! I don't want any empty promises this time round, no turning back. I'm doing it &lt;em&gt;whole&lt;/em&gt;-heartedly, no matter how hard it would take for me to get the grades I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights, family day's tomorrow. Boy, I can't wait, sheeh. All that excitment ended, ever since Spice told me that this &lt;strong&gt;WTH&lt;/strong&gt; class was doing the same game as us. Competing with us somemore, wth?! Spice is not in fault for this lah, I should thank her for even telling me, at least we still have some time to improve our game. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS SPICE!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Korea on Monday. WOOHOO! Out of the country, oh yeahhhh. A reply came too. But I've got &lt;s&gt;no&lt;/s&gt; time to meet up. Geraldine can take the initiative though, haha! I'm off, loves(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm glad my mum was still there to cheer me up even if she and I was disappointed over my results. I love her many many many many(I should right?! haha!)&lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114865725182443278?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114865725182443278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114865725182443278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114865725182443278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114865725182443278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-years-ptm-is-worse-one-ever-total.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114854631605070013</id><published>2006-05-25T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T01:44:22.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just logged into Friendster and the whole set up has totally changed AGAIN. Its becoming shittier each time lah please, I think the manager or whosoever really needs someone much better in designing the webpage man, sheeh. Okay, so mass in school today was friggin fun, only the ending that is. So ever since then, I was high. Gospel singing was alrights lah, not as nice as the last two year's one. I think 3J did really well, for the fact that they had to sing in accapella. Atricia's last part was great! 3H was superb as well. Qian Yu had a "stain" on her pinaform that was invisible. Haha, what the hell. Awards and student leaders investiture(sp?!) then after. Had fun screaming like some kuku but it was totally maluating. Father Barre's quiz, yada yada. Macs-ed and homed! Two more days to Family day! Two ptms tomorrow! No reply for a godparent YET! Dead-ed. Haha, toodles.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114854631605070013?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114854631605070013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114854631605070013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114854631605070013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114854631605070013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-logged-into-friendster-and-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114848275051830802</id><published>2006-05-24T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T08:00:00.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm glad school's ending&lt;em&gt; real&lt;/em&gt; soon, perhaps you can say that tomorrow's sort of the last day. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;REJOICE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then again, many projects are coming our way, from science to social studies, all to be &lt;s&gt;dued&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;right &lt;/em&gt;after the school hols. I mean, give me a break please, its the holidays &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; a time for &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; much projects. Great, that means you can like totally &lt;s&gt;cross&lt;/s&gt; out the word "free" from my previous previous post. &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; free at all, not anymore. Angklung's becoming like a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nightmare &lt;/span&gt;too, haha! But I guess its alrights lah, we're practising for next year's SYF anyway, HARD WORK!! So back to school. One word--&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORING LIKE HELL!&lt;/span&gt; Haha, thats three words accually, but it all means the same thing right? Tomorrow's Father Barre's death mass thingy, &lt;em&gt;wow, I just can't wait(sheeh).&lt;/em&gt; Oh oh, Family day's duty roster is settled too! Woohoo. Hope it'll be successful lah. Okay, I think this post is total crap, so you can accually stop reading now. Bye!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the feeling of you is coming back once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114848275051830802?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114848275051830802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114848275051830802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114848275051830802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114848275051830802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-glad-schools-ending-real-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114828307130695817</id><published>2006-05-22T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:31:11.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was fine today. Got&lt;strong&gt; booked&lt;/strong&gt; for my &lt;em&gt;long nails&lt;/em&gt; and that's &lt;s&gt;totally&lt;/s&gt; retarded. So anyway, homeroom system as per usual, that equals to &lt;em&gt;boring&lt;/em&gt; lessons &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm glad I somehow enjoyed my Chemistry lesson today, thanks to &lt;u&gt;WanLing&lt;/u&gt;. Had early recess for Literature, coolness for once. English was erm, interesting? Checked marks and all. Okay, then yada yada and ended school. Waited for Sherlyn, headed to Rivervale Mall. She's &lt;s&gt;sick&lt;/s&gt;, poor thing. And homed! Oh and I'm glad I &lt;strong&gt;passed&lt;/strong&gt; almost all my subs as well. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114828307130695817?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114828307130695817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114828307130695817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114828307130695817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114828307130695817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-was-fine-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114822587883980402</id><published>2006-05-21T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T08:37:58.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been sleeping quite alot lately, especially in &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't see any meaning in going to school these few days. All we do in class is just play, sleep, talk, yada yada. Doing those stuffs after a long period of time really is a &lt;em&gt;bore&lt;/em&gt;. I'd rather have &lt;strong&gt;lessons&lt;/strong&gt; accually(&lt;em&gt;WOW&lt;/em&gt;!). So tomorrow is yet another boring day. Sheeh. Okay, so other than that, I'm really looking forward to many events during the hols. Lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27/5 Saturday(9am-2pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAMILY DAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Class will be setting up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WET&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; game stall and Fried Mars bar food stall(I think). Do drop by and visit us! Best if you are willing to buy our food and play our game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29/5 - 5/6 Sunday - Monday(1am-???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;KOREA KOREA!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Will be flying off at 1AM of Sunday morning. That would equal to me leaving the house on Saturday night. Will definitely be missing everyone, and I promise to get stuffs for you people!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9/6 - 11/6 Friday - Sunday(6am-3pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHURCH CFM CAMP!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This one, I definitely can't wait. It would be so much &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;, getting to know more friends, and being one step closer to God. Okay, there's one &lt;u&gt;problem&lt;/u&gt; though, I got to wake up super duper early for the &lt;strong&gt;6.30am&lt;/strong&gt; mass that all Sec3s have to attend. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19/6 - 21/6 Monday - Wednesday(9am-4pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANGKLUNG!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So I got to come back to school for Angklung practice. I bet it would be super fun, especially with a group of fun people around. Well, at least I dont kill myself just being &lt;em&gt;bored&lt;/em&gt; at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;??? ??? ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;PAINTING CLASSROOM OF MR CHAN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Mr Chan's classroom still needs &lt;strong&gt;LOTS&lt;/strong&gt; of painting to do, and that would mean lots of time off from some 3Is! Phyllis, Jaslyn, me and some others would be coming back to paint, I guess. Great fun, just like the previous painting session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm &lt;em&gt;busy busy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;busy&lt;/strong&gt; during the June hols. And to think that I want to work? Great, &lt;s&gt;no&lt;/s&gt; time at all. But its okay. There's still some other time, I hope. Other than those days, I guess I'm totally free, so that means lots of shopping with many loved ones! Julia, QianYu and I would be going out[Okay, if everything works out between QianYu and I, sorry Qianyu!(:], Mummy and I would go shopping, oh and maybe movie marathon at Rachel's place cause she wants people(ME!) to &lt;em&gt;accompany&lt;/em&gt; her to watch Saw 2! Anyway, Geraldine and I are still totally worried over our Godparent stuff. Still no answer lah, &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt;! And the Godparent and Parent meeting is just 5 more days, and we're still left with no answer. Are we ever gonna survive?! Oh and the best part is that she might be calling us, &lt;strong&gt;ONE BY ONE&lt;/strong&gt;. Great, now I have to show the &lt;em&gt;shy&lt;/em&gt; side of me. Haha. Anyway, brother's out to buy supper. I'm just waiting to eat my &lt;s&gt;share&lt;/s&gt;. Yeah. I'm off.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114822587883980402?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114822587883980402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114822587883980402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114822587883980402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114822587883980402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/been-sleeping-quite-alot-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114805423338112224</id><published>2006-05-19T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T08:57:13.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WISH I COULD SEE YOU IN KOREA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND MY WISH CAME THROUGH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I TRIED NOT TO BELIEVE IT WAS YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/1600/day3.%20horse.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6555/543/320/day3.%20horse.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I WAS SO HAPPY I SAW YOU&lt;/span&gt;. LOVEDD!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEDD BY GOON! I LOVE YOU GOONHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114805423338112224?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114805423338112224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114805423338112224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114805423338112224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114805423338112224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-wish-i-could-see-you-in-korea.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114803677001631262</id><published>2006-05-19T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T04:06:10.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I enjoyed my&lt;strong&gt; sleep&lt;/strong&gt; in school(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114803677001631262?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114803677001631262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114803677001631262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114803677001631262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114803677001631262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-enjoyed-my-sleep-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114800505958749748</id><published>2006-05-18T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T19:17:39.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOONHEAD FREAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVEDD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BYE ASSHOLE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114800505958749748?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114800505958749748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114800505958749748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114800505958749748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114800505958749748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/goonhead-freak-lovedd-bye-asshole.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114794861490969659</id><published>2006-05-18T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T03:48:45.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colors and Names&lt;br /&gt;Type the names of five different persons that you know and associate with the following colors, one person for one color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;please answer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;MR SIM&lt;/strong&gt;! Yellow house master mah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;please answer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;JULIANA&lt;/strong&gt;! She happened to came online while I was reading this. She likes orange too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;please answer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;MYSELF&lt;/strong&gt;! See the background? That goes to show that I love red terribly much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;please answer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ADRIANO&lt;/strong&gt;! Hahaha! I don't know how that popped out, but yah. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;please answer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;JULIA&lt;/strong&gt;! She loves green, everything on her's green and she's a kiwi(its green).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what happened...&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;The one who will never forget you is&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mr Sim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I told you I'm a good student. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;The one who you can consider as your real friend is &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juliana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Wow. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;The one you really love is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yupps. I love myself alot. NOT!&lt;br /&gt;This may be your soulmate: &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adriano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My foot ah! Wth? My idol only lah, tsk. Malu myself only.&lt;br /&gt;The one you will remember for the rest of your life is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I hope so. I love that ass lots lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So retarded lah, Haha. Okay, school was slacky &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Only had an hour of lesson and for the rest of the time, I was sleeping like some pig. No bingo today, its our &lt;u&gt;rest&lt;/u&gt; day. Science trip was another &lt;s&gt;bore&lt;/s&gt;. The Chemistry semina was cool though. We got to see how elephant's toothpaste were made, the dragon's fire, oh and we got to see this dead cool I-think-its-called-a-&lt;strong&gt;transparent-round-top-flask&lt;/strong&gt;-if-I-remembered-clearly turning into those kind of christmas deco balls where you could see your reflection in it, after the lady poured substance in it. And the funniest thing was that the lady teaching us all those stuffs looked like Jacinta. Ha! Okay, then we had to do this paper about Physics. We didn't have enough time lah &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;! Journey back home was tiring, slept again. Kendra has very white thighs, if you could see it. Haha! Easwary calls her Sexy Kendra. Wth? Okay. Overall, today was fine.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114794861490969659?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114794861490969659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114794861490969659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114794861490969659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114794861490969659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/colors-and-names-type-names-of-five.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114786353663874539</id><published>2006-05-17T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T03:58:56.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so Spice chose me to do this Guilty Game thing. So here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guilty Game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the guilty game. Next to the questions, put your answers as either guilty or innocent. Guilty if you have, innocent if you haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dated outside your race?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singing in the shower?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spit in someone's drink?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Played with barbies?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made someone cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Opened your christmas presents early?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lied to a friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seen "The Goonies" more than ten times?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Played a computer game for more than 5 hours?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ran through the sprinklers naked?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ate food that fell on the floor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went outside naked?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got caught having sex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flashed somebody?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mooned somebody?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been on staged?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been on stage naked or close to it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been in a parade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been in a school play?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drank alcohol?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotten detention?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been on a plane?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been on a cruise?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken into a house?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotten a tattoo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotten piercings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotten into a fist fight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotten into a shouting match?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swallowed sea/pool water?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spun yourself in circles to get dizzy on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laughed so hard t hurt?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tripped on your own feet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cried yourself to sleep?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cried in public?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thrown up in public?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lied to your parents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skipped class?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cried so hard you threw up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHOOSE 5 PEOPLE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis (ser hui)&lt;br /&gt;Qian Yu&lt;br /&gt;Rong rong&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Chiang&lt;br /&gt;Samantha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114786353663874539?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114786353663874539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114786353663874539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114786353663874539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114786353663874539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-so-spice-chose-me-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114786021811232175</id><published>2006-05-17T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T03:03:38.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School today was&lt;em&gt; boring&lt;/em&gt; as usual. Didn't do much at all. So our bingo family(minus QianYu, plus Phyllis, for today) talked, shared stories, played &lt;strong&gt;bingo&lt;/strong&gt;, yada yada. And I was trying to sleep but I was too "hyperactive" at that time, so I couldn't get myself to really lie down and stop moving. I was like a nomad if you would ask me, kept switching places again and again. Checked Literature paper. I passed(yayy!). Then more sleeping came. Okay, so school ended and there was Angklung. JiaYing, YanPing and I was totally out of our minds over just eating half of a tako ball. Sick in the head lah. So shooked(sp?!) the angklung, blablabla. And it was homed with Yashi!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK GOON'S COMING BACK TODAY! YAYYNESS!&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT TO SEE HER AND GO TO KOREA AS WELL!&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE, WOOHOO, YAYY!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114786021811232175?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114786021811232175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114786021811232175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114786021811232175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114786021811232175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-today-was-boring-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114778306508926304</id><published>2006-05-16T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T05:37:45.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! School was rather fun today. Played bingo, heart attack and murderer murderer. Funny! Checked papers again. Got back the rest of my papers and I failed both my Maths?! Thats &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Passed Chinese&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(AMAZING! THATS A MIRACLE LAH!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and SS with Elective Literature. At least I passed two. Hopefully my CA1 can pull up my overall marks. Then I can pass all my subs with not-so-flying-colours. Science is a nono, thats for sure. Had Maths Course after which. And we formed the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BINGO FAMILY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Now lets see, there's Bing-ling, Bing-vonne, Bing-ying, Bing-qi, Bing-lia, Bing-yu, Bing-rus and Bing-ny! All our last names, haha. So the course was boring at first, but it turned out &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; fun after a while later. All the magic tricks we learnt, how to fold cloths in a faster way as well. Haha. Worth going for, I must say. Alrights, then homed. By the way, for prove, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FAIRUS HANDED IN HER MC ALREADY! SHE SHOWED IT TO ME TODAY. WITNESSED BY TIFFANY ON TUESDAY, MAY THE 16TH.&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/10188065-114778306508926304?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114778306508926304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114778306508926304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114778306508926304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114778306508926304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back-school-was-rather-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114767983212675475</id><published>2006-05-15T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:57:12.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was rather fun today! Was boring in the morning. Slacked big time. Talked, gossiped, laughed, yada yada. Then we played Bingo! Now lets see, there was HuiQi, Huiying, Yuling, Yvonne, Fairus, Julia and I! Qian Yu was there to help too! So we played 5x5 first. Bingo-ed many times, cool. We played 10x10 as well. Splitting into two groups. HuiQi, Huiying, Yuling and Yvonne in one, Fairus, Julia, QianYu and I in another. And damn, we almost win, just that we needed one more number. Boo. But it was freaking fun. Got back Science. Passed Physics, failed Chemistry &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt;. Chemistry again! Pulled my marks down lah. So I failed the overall, by 3 marks if I'm not wrong. I'm afraid of retaining. What if I really do? I'm starting the routine of reading a thick book that can last me till the end of year exam and also, I'm gonna study during the hols. I hope this routine &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; works cause most of the time its just broken promises and perhaps its not really gonna happen. I hope I'd pass my SS with Elective Literature though. My &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; subject that I can accually pass cause I know there won't be any possible hopes on my Amaths and Chinese. I don't want to see myself&lt;em&gt; crying&lt;/em&gt; in the end of the day when all my subs have big fat red marks on it, cause that totally sucks. Argh. Anyway, after school, I had lunch with Samantha at Rivervale Mall. Long John Silver was the place, a place where we used to go almost everyday. That was last year. So anyway, a record of 10 chilli sauce packets was broken today. Not our best though. Off to my place to get Sam's present. She's so excited please! She just couldn't wait for me to get out of her sight so that she could open up her present, haha. I'm glad she liked it. Well well, she cried, amazing for once. Alrights, I shall be going now. Off to watch my recorded show.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114767983212675475?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114767983212675475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114767983212675475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114767983212675475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114767983212675475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-was-rather-fun-today-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114760628428536819</id><published>2006-05-14T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T04:31:24.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed my blogskin! And though its plain, I think it totally rocks. Its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;, my two favourite colours. Its simple and nice, perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;P.S:I changed it cause I was plain bored but still, its worth it!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114760628428536819?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114760628428536819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114760628428536819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114760628428536819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114760628428536819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/changed-my-blogskin-and-though-its.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114758520005983098</id><published>2006-05-13T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:40:00.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;All those "behind the scenes" you'll never understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't feel appreciated. But I doubt I should even care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its your loss anyway. Not my fault that you want it this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just get over and done with. I dont care if its nice or not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont care anymore. My sincerity is there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you wouldn't even know. I'm pissed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel hurt. But I guess its foolish to feel this way anyway. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shouldn't feel hurt just because of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its just stupid, plainly stupid, thats all.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114758520005983098?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114758520005983098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114758520005983098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114758520005983098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114758520005983098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/all-those-behind-scenes-youll-never.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114753330488424237</id><published>2006-05-13T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T08:15:04.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phyllis sudden offline saddens me. It brings the end of our marathon. Boo. Here's the Solitaire Showdown snapshots!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It says,&lt;br /&gt;"You have won 2 games, your buddy has won 0."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/ss%202%20to%200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/ss%202%20to%200.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/ss%20i%20won%20the%203rd%20time!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="235" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/ss%20i%20won%20the%203rd%20time%21.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It now reads,&lt;br /&gt;"You have won 3 games, your buddy has won 0"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/ss%203%20to%200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/ss%203%20to%200.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After much struggle,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phyllis &lt;em&gt;FINALLY&lt;/em&gt; won!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/ss%20finally!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/ss%20finally%21.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm proud of her lorh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It reads,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have won 3 games, you buddy has won &lt;em&gt;1&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/ss%20i%20lost![=.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/ss%20i%20lost%21%5B%3D.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then my luck came back again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This time, 4 - 1!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/ss%20forth%20time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/ss%20forth%20time.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It reads,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have won 4 games, your buddy has won 1"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/ss%204%20-%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="231" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/ss%204%20-%201.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad Phyllis won. Hahahah! She wants to kill me with her own chopper on Monday. Get ready to call 999 please! Till then, I can't wait for the next marathon. Its oh-so-fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;And our 24/7 non-stop from-morning-to-night-playing-without-eating marathon during June hols! There's so much I can't wait for!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114753330488424237?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114753330488424237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114753330488424237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114753330488424237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114753330488424237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/phyllis-sudden-offline-saddens-me.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114752459821914668</id><published>2006-05-13T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T05:49:58.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won minesweepers two times in a row today. And I think Phyllis is pissed with me already. Haha, rights. Had cathechism and I could have known that I shouldn't have gone. &lt;em&gt;Boring boring boring&lt;/em&gt;. But it was funny playing "pass it on" and the priest going "moo moo" as what we imagined. Okay, so Geraldine and I are deciding on the same godparent. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freakyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah. Don't dare to ask, and if we &lt;u&gt;WERE&lt;/u&gt; to have the same godparents that would equal to Geraldine being my godsister. Great, I think I'll most probably suffer? Haha. Just joking. Massed. Wasn't paying much attention though. Talked about my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;English marks&lt;/span&gt; with Ms Lim after which. And she says that my ranking would be affected. I dont really care about my ranking accually. It doesnt mean anything to me anyway. Yupps. Phyllis decided to change the game to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Solitaire showdown&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;one game that she's better in. But still, I'm currently winning!(: Shall post the snap shots about it later. For now, I'm busy playing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAMANTHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;REMEMBER! HAIR/SKIN CARE PRODUCTS!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114752459821914668?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114752459821914668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114752459821914668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114752459821914668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114752459821914668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-won-minesweepers-two-times-in-row.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114741380580383884</id><published>2006-05-12T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:03:25.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 2 MONTH SPICE! I LOVE SPICE TRUCKLOADS! &lt;333333333333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114741380580383884?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114741380580383884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114741380580383884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114741380580383884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114741380580383884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-2-month-spice-i-love-spice.html' title=''/><author><name>hearts02</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110893931664707886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114745175114947505</id><published>2006-05-12T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T09:36:10.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back after a &lt;em&gt;long long&lt;/em&gt; day! Today's been a&lt;strong&gt; great&lt;/strong&gt; day please! Met Julia in the morning. Didn't expect twinnie, stm and their friend to appear too? Yeah. So I went hunting for Sam's birthday present and Julia hunted for her mother's day present. Then I had a family reunion night, somehow. Haha, we had melbourne seafood for our Mother's Day dinner. Payment comprising of my sister, brother-in-law, my brother and me! Okay, so there was kailan, chilli crab, pepper crab, some kind of milk crab and playboy chicken. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yums&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, lovely indeed. Bowling after which. 4 games, I think? But I didn't play lah, after the previous bowling day. Haha. Then supper-ed at Hougang plaza hawker, us eating Rojak and Popiah. And homed. A full and FULL day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS BEEN 1 HOUR SINCE GOON'S IN THE PLANE, HEADING TO KOREA, AND I ALREADY MISS HER! NO ONE TO TALK TO ME ON THE PHONE FOR 1 WEEK! AHHHHH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SAM'S BIRTHDAY TOMORROW!! I GOT YOUR PRESENT READY SAM!(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED BIRTHDAY, MEH MEH!&lt;/333&lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 3MONTHS SPICE DAY!!!&lt;/333&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114745175114947505?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114745175114947505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114745175114947505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114745175114947505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114745175114947505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back-after-long-long-day-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114742442674115047</id><published>2006-05-12T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T02:00:26.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tiffany&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114742442674115047?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114742442674115047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114742442674115047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114742442674115047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114742442674115047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-tiffany-3.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114734981223255864</id><published>2006-05-11T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T05:18:25.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm playing &lt;strong&gt;minesweeper&lt;/strong&gt; with Phyllis now. And its going &lt;em&gt;GREAT&lt;/em&gt;! Haha, its damn &lt;u&gt;funny&lt;/u&gt; lah. There was this time when there were alot of numbers that came out? And I went shit and I cursed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It started from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apart from this whole world that shares my fate says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this whole world that shares my fate says:&lt;br /&gt;SHIT SHIT SHIT&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this whole world that shares my fate says:&lt;br /&gt;curse you to click wrong box! hahahah. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But but but..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apart from this whole world that shares my fate says:&lt;br /&gt;im so mean!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this whole world that shares my fate says:&lt;br /&gt;okay lah, i dont curse you lah...&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this whole world that shares my fate says:&lt;br /&gt;i very nice one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After which..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Video killed the radio star says:&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! That's the obvious that Phyllis &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; clicked the wrong button! And of course, I won again! Weeeee. Okay.. here's some snap shots of our games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it says I WIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20WON.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="198" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/I%20WON.0.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I says that I WON AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20WON%20AGAIN!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/I%20WON%20AGAIN%21.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won AGAIN AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20WON%20AGAIN%20AGAIN!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/I%20WON%20AGAIN%20AGAIN%21.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phyllis took so long to click.&lt;br /&gt;Think she was thinking HARD!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/Phyllis%20thinking%20HARD!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="215" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/Phyllis%20thinking%20HARD%21.jpg" width="173" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A dangerous game, but still.. I won!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, improve in Phyllis though.&lt;br /&gt;23 to 26, WHOA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/a%20dangerous%20game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/a%20dangerous%20game.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current score? Tiff 4 - 0 Phyllis!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/4%20to%200.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/4%20to%200.0.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Phyllis went for dinner. Will be continuing out game soon. Till then, bye bye!(:&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cheered up&lt;/span&gt; amany!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114734981223255864?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114734981223255864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114734981223255864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114734981223255864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114734981223255864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-im-playing-minesweeper-with.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114733882766918416</id><published>2006-05-11T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T02:13:47.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think life really sucks when it doesn't go your way. Especially when all your hopes are depended on one particular thing. Its really unexpected to a number of people, but what can I do, I can't express myself on pen and paper. I try hard, but is anything gonna happen? Perhaps I'm just a total failer or something. But still, I'm not gonna be sad. Perhaps there's hope? I don't know. I'm just contradictive. Why must everything, every mood, everytime, happen and change so quickly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was sort of happy in the morning? Photo taking and all. Was &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt; lah, somehow. I'm glad I didnt have to stand in the middle again this year. Woohoo. Got back my english paper. Total &lt;s&gt;crap&lt;/s&gt; lah okay. If you ever see me and want to ask me for my marks, &lt;strong&gt;FORGET ABOUT IT.&lt;/strong&gt; I failed, thats all you have to know. Of course I'm sad(like who doesnt if they fail?!), but I guess my other CA1 marks will pull me up? I just needed that &lt;em&gt;one more mark&lt;/em&gt;, I didn't beg this time, I know its not gonna work. I'll let God choose my life, thats all. If I am fated to fail or retain, then its God's decision I guess? Yeah. CCA photo taking was alrights. Lucia was really funny. Haha, kept saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CUSTOM MADE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to make me laugh. Yeah, stayed back with &lt;strong&gt;my everything&lt;/strong&gt; and we walked around school. Rivervale mall-ed and homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Rachel, Qian Yu, Easwary, Kendra, Yuling, Karin, Cecelia, Shu Jia, Lucia, Eunice, Rowena, Jaime and to whoever I didn't mention for cheering me up up up today! I really really really appreciate it alot!!!!!!! Hahahaha!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114733882766918416?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114733882766918416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114733882766918416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114733882766918416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114733882766918416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-life-really-sucks-when-it.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114717804998362606</id><published>2006-05-09T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T08:28:57.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so as you can see, I'm blogging twice for the day. I'm just &lt;s&gt;bored&lt;/s&gt; lah okay. Mind you. So after I blogged, I had a fun time talking to &lt;strong&gt;Lucia the dinosaur &lt;/strong&gt;about farting stories and yah, gossipings too. Not to forget Rachel, she knows a little bit here and there as well. So the gossip about Custom Made drove me&lt;em&gt; nuts&lt;/em&gt;, and it was &lt;em&gt;reallyyyy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;nutty&lt;/u&gt;, thanks to Lucia. I guess we had back our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;laughing therapy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eh? Not face to face, but online. Okay lah, then Lucia ciao-ed and I was there, left alone, still laughing over Custom Made and the fart stories. Haha! It was funny lah okay, though, its an&lt;em&gt; inside joke&lt;/em&gt;, so yeah! Started rotting at the computer screen for what seemed like 14921471472346511279 years when it was only like 10 mins. Oh goodness please! I kept asking &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; many people if they wanted to go out, just for a short while. And I finally got my &lt;strong&gt;lifesaver&lt;/strong&gt; to go out with me, my one and only Sherlyn! Haha. It was&lt;em&gt; really&lt;/em&gt; for a short while, but at least I didnt rot at home. So we started yada-ing. Yada yada(wow, long time since I used this word), bought stuff for mummy, oh seaweed too! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mummy's craving for the seaweed I bought just the other day. She keeps asking me to buy it and she just eats &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of them up in just one day. Haha, at least I see her eating junk food happily! &lt;/span&gt;Rights!Oh and I just can't wait for Friday to come, out for mother's day dinner together with the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; family again, yayy! Okay, ate cheesefries then homed! Woohoo. And I'm stuck at the computer again. Booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won Phyllis in Minsweeper!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy birthday Phyllisssssssssss!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20WON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="290" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/I%20WON.jpg" width="654" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goon did this for me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aww, so sweet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="187" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was teaching Goon how to resize &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the photo in photoshop! Haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/320/haha.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3177/776/1600/I%20LOVE%20GOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The symptoms of being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;bored&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as shown in the above!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114717804998362606?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114717804998362606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114717804998362606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114717804998362606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114717804998362606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-so-as-you-can-see-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114716079787282572</id><published>2006-05-09T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:46:37.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the farting story continues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you and your oh-so-disgusting stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love you goon! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p.s. where's my sibling's day present?! i got you a present alright. HUMPH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114716079787282572?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114716079787282572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114716079787282572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114716079787282572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114716079787282572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-farting-story-continues.html' title=''/><author><name>rachie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10074044378903928058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114714886305556089</id><published>2006-05-08T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T21:27:43.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yesssssssssssssss!&lt;/em&gt; Freedom freedom &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Yayyy, exams are Officially &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;OVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! I'm a happy kid alrights. Anyway, back to today's exam. Emaths paper 2 was so OMG-ing please! The first few questions and I didn't know how to do? I was thinking: Oh die, Tiffany, you are SOOO dead. A total failure lah me. Haha, but the back questions was alrights lah. But still, I think I will fail? Hopefully my paper 1 can pull me lah. Okay. I wanna make sure &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I GET MY SWENSENS TREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Muahaha! There's no school tomorrow, thank goodness. More sleep for me! Photo taking on Thursday I think, woohoo! Alrights. I wanna go now. Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114714886305556089?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114714886305556089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114714886305556089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114714886305556089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114714886305556089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesssssssssssssss-freedom-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114706209030390084</id><published>2006-05-07T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:21:30.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! And I'm happy! Tomorrow's the last paper, woohoo! Rejoice people! Okay. So I'm caught up with a flu, crap. I couldn't concentrate on the damn paper lah, was there sniffing away. It was a good thing there was no one on either sides of me. I could sniff and blow my nose as &lt;em&gt;LOUD&lt;/em&gt; as I want to. Haha, rights. Physics paper was unexpectedly quite managable lah. Should be able to pass I guess, unless I was too sloppy in answering the questions. Then I couldn't rest, couldn't lie my head on the ground, was struggling real hard. I'm terribly sick, someone, HELP ME! But still, I'm happy, MYE will be OFFICALLY OVER. With two capical Os. Haha. I'm so contradictive. Rights, I wanna sleep now. Got to revilalise(sp?!). Cheem alrights. Byes!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114706209030390084?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114706209030390084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114706209030390084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114706209030390084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114706209030390084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back-and-im-happy-tomorrows-last.html' title=''/><author><name>billabong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10274944098265489868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10188065.post-114683690557482292</id><published>2006-05-05T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T06:49:49.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hello spice! :D&lt;br /&gt;it's been ages since i blogged for you! hahah. anyway, thanks for the geography guidebook yeah? okay, 2 last paper for you! GOOD LUCK! all the best! mug hard and do well! may you pass with shooting colours! : D&lt;br /&gt;takecare!&lt;br /&gt;LOVES;spice,akina! &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10188065-114683690557482292?l=chocofied-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/feeds/114683690557482292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10188065&amp;postID=114683690557482292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114683690557482292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10188065/posts/default/114683690557482292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocofied-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-spice-d-its-been-ages-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hearts02</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110893931664707886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
