<?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-11867007</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:12:43.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>elvenwings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>365</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4787444075688427548</id><published>2009-02-01T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:33:52.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. new school, new start. haha. relink! www.acid-crush.blogspot.com yes, i really ought to go to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4787444075688427548?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4787444075688427548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4787444075688427548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4780198498485858697</id><published>2009-01-31T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:19:00.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't have t apologize, jy =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha tday was minds cafe + heels day. Rushed madly only to realise that i was earliest. i should totally stop bothering to be on time =.= hahaha ate at kopitiam (budget food!) and bused to minds cafe. which only opens at 2 on saturdays. so we sat outside and i learned how to play taiti HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games were..... very amusing. (and expensive) but their food is good, only i'm so full now. hahaha we wanted to surprise ctas with a cake. the waiter/board game explainer/person spoiled it by asking ctas when she wanted to serve the surprise cake. SIGH. hahaha i ♥ mindcafe brownies so much! becasue they dont have nuts, but prettty chocolate drops on top. SOMUCHLOVE. lasagne/soup/brownies/icecream/lovely huge glasses of ILT, &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ctas was traumatised by flirtatious!cheryl and sleazy!elyn ;D and hmm, ctas is such a vengeful person tsk. happy early b'day! hahaha hope you enjoyed it man even though it was quite ex =/ (even i think so. *feels broke*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked back to ps with ctas and daph (power walkers) i got a stitch =/ haha shopped with my sis, spent more money, WENT TO GELARE! haha omgg i love the waffles and my sis treated me =DD i think i gained more calories today than the whole of the granola bar week. had a very fun trip to daiso (land of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really cool&lt;/span&gt; cheap stuff) and, TAHDAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SYSDJDdNXlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G6tPgu4TtPw/s1600-h/Photo084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SYSDJDdNXlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G6tPgu4TtPw/s400/Photo084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297503253264424530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDD! i'm so proud of it! though it looks tiny, it was actually like the size of my hand before i shrunk it. hehehe it was quite an..amusing experience. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me *sets oven timer*: have to preheat!&lt;br /&gt;*wiggles around for 5mins wondering why oven isnt getting hotter*&lt;br /&gt;Sister: ...doesn't this thing need electricity?&lt;br /&gt;Me*realises that power swtich isn't on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm that stupid xD hahahaha i think my sister is completely disillusioned with my supposed genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really looking forward to monday =( orientation blues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4780198498485858697?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4780198498485858697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4780198498485858697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-have-t-apologize-jy-haha-tday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SYSDJDdNXlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G6tPgu4TtPw/s72-c/Photo084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4588736125713183436</id><published>2009-01-30T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:34:42.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>strawberry stomachache</title><content type='html'>omgg, i love my besties so much. and the utter crappiness of overnight msn highness and &lt;i&gt;personal things.&lt;/i&gt; After spending too long worrying, tried to fall asleep only to be woken up at 6 by my mum over my brother's results (he got his first choice SP). She sat on my bed, lay down on my sister's bed. Held on to my phone and asked if the sms had arrived yet...EVERY TWO MINUTES. Although she was holding my phone =.= When she finally left (because my fan+aircon is like arctic conditions to her) I slept for 5 mins...and woke up to cheryl calling me to tell me she'd gotten into _CJC (see, my hearing isnt good when i wake up) Realise two minutes later that it could've been ACJC or HCJC and frantically sms her XD HAHAHA i dont care about your future. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, i've been smiling stupidly ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up at 1030 to buy uniforms, the B&amp;amp;B service is uh..... well. *cough* and the jc skirts are...*COUGH* haha, cheryl you better tell me when i can come over t alter it okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at pasta de waraku, was really good food. only i unfortunately dont like onions so.. but it was good anyway =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bride wars, jy went off touring jcs =.= movie was v good! slummed around town with cheryl/daph/elyn/ctas for abit, left to go centrpoint &lt;i&gt;only to realise that wow, i'm three hours early!&lt;/i&gt; hooray. sat at LJS like i was waiting for someone for so long until the cleaning lady's blatantly pitiful stares chased me off. The B&amp;amp;B bag is like the exact wrong height for me? i'm too short. when i hold it like normally, it touches the floor. so in order to not let it touch the floor, i was hunching one shoulder up weirdly =/ FRIKIN HURTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4588736125713183436?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4588736125713183436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4588736125713183436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2009/01/strawberry-stomachache.html' title='strawberry stomachache'/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4340601015667970551</id><published>2009-01-28T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:42:07.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its easier to be sad when its dark and there's no one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion? jas is scared of the dark (this, after 16 years of wandering around in the dark =.=) and i only realised it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline; font-style: italic;" id="long-desc"&gt;Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4340601015667970551?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4340601015667970551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4340601015667970551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-easier-to-be-sad-when-its-dark-and.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-186705256892162402</id><published>2009-01-24T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:55:14.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. past few days have been busy! met up with jy and vicky at novena. phssh, so FARR. i almost died on the mrt, at least i had a seat k. lunch was...amusing. jy forced us to ohyabeiyasometcetc two times, omgg and we decided on "sushiteh! i'm quite sure its somewhere..." (vicky) only to be confronted with the huge sakae sushi sign and (very) disbelieving stares fr me and jy. srsly =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so, sakae, v lame and obsure lines fr jy, much weirdness. etc. and...walking to find the out-of-stock bubble tea D= (and vicky the HORRIBLE haiku-writing pervert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being dumped by jy for the library, amused myself at chinatown before meeting daph and cheryl at ps for INKHEART. (guess who was earliest even though she was -technically- late AGAIN??) movie was really good, though! bummed around, went for dinner and then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUGIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IHATEBUGIS&lt;/span&gt;COUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on th bright side, i bought a earring! haha and we spent such a loong time waiting for the bus (iris is completely unreliable) before getting to daph's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...commence ear-shattering music, unbearable lameness and random yowling-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'M IN PAAAIIIINNNN!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunglasses at 3am, wannabe bengs at the playground, clubbing at 11am, vulgar M18s and steamboat and lrt-ing in the wrong direction, back home and...sick. which is totally cheryl's fault but she's forgiven for the pretty butterfly sunglasses =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-186705256892162402?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/186705256892162402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/186705256892162402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2009/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7527546449960145181</id><published>2009-01-16T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:56:07.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So we've gone from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SXDVBFgCHrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fvvYchazVR0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SXDVBFgCHrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fvvYchazVR0/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291963776793452210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SXDVA0A2-II/AAAAAAAAANw/IZ-NpxfwmFw/s1600-h/120109-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SXDVA0A2-II/AAAAAAAAANw/IZ-NpxfwmFw/s400/120109-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291963772099295362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; eyebags of epic proportions overnight msning melodramatic chinese &amp;amp;love. (its short, and all jy's fault D&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7527546449960145181?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7527546449960145181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7527546449960145181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-weve-gone-from-to-eyebags-of-epic.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SXDVBFgCHrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/fvvYchazVR0/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8967299168630104483</id><published>2009-01-09T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T07:54:26.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha, havent blogged in a really loong time! anw, happy bday to daph, haha ;D I'm sorry i cldn't make it t your hse tday! ah well, and i havent passed you your present yet omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are coming out on mon :( I'M FRIKING TERRIFIED. its like judgement day or something, haha. i can foresee the ...chaos and tribulation that will happen in my house on that day :( sighh i wasnt actually worried about it at first, and then my mum started on and on about it and got me worked up too. (and she's also turned me into a criminal minds addict, seriously.) i had a really strange dream last night! about criminal minds, the redcrossers, my bestfriends, mount faber and bubble tea. I was in the middle of the dream thinking, wtfthisissoscrewedup. srsly, weirdest dream ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and daph's obsession with (splash?) glitter seems to have rubbed off on me =.= repainted my nails black with gold glittery sparkles, haha even though i just cut them really short because i have piano lessons! exams coming soon, in like 3 weeks. i feel so unprepared. piano is actually really stressful, i dont like taking exams at all. :( and i feel so...strange with short nails. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8967299168630104483?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8967299168630104483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8967299168630104483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2009/01/ha-havent-blogged-in-really-loong-time.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1461087229142681357</id><published>2009-01-03T22:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:42:33.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, happy new year. i feel so old and, i havent been doing anything productive or meaningful with my life =.= also, i'm horribly sick and panadol is just cheating everybody's money by promoting fast and effective relief *cough* i spent $6.80 on medicine which doesnt work. on me, at least. i'm resistant to panadol or something =.= ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm busy doing my sister's homework, i dont believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1461087229142681357?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1461087229142681357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1461087229142681357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5856259148729971445</id><published>2008-12-28T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:43:23.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for some reason blogger uploaded these the wrong way around and i didnt realise! so the first pic is actually the last day of my hol (and, apparently, my sister's sanity. some &lt;i&gt;fashion statement =.=&lt;/i&gt;). scroll backwards. yes, i liked the trees. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerab6uV4I/AAAAAAAAALU/43GLrCSGgOQ/s1600-h/CIMG1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerab6uV4I/AAAAAAAAALU/43GLrCSGgOQ/s400/CIMG1335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284881158401578882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerZ3_2N_I/AAAAAAAAALM/9FEhA29p1z8/s1600-h/CIMG1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerZ3_2N_I/AAAAAAAAALM/9FEhA29p1z8/s400/CIMG1333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284881148759390194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerZNimUjI/AAAAAAAAALE/urTlro2ZyZM/s1600-h/CIMG1324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerZNimUjI/AAAAAAAAALE/urTlro2ZyZM/s400/CIMG1324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284881137362424370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerYkauQGI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FbqzQVUCZco/s1600-h/CIMG1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerYkauQGI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FbqzQVUCZco/s400/CIMG1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284881126323535970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVepumV5NlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/uFkOrJZ840w/s1600-h/CIMG1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVepumV5NlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/uFkOrJZ840w/s400/CIMG1261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284879305774020178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVepuTCO2rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/21XfPNu4kRI/s1600-h/CIMG1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVepuTCO2rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/21XfPNu4kRI/s400/CIMG1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284879300591278770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVeptQoXC5I/AAAAAAAAAKk/EbLqeWCSYiE/s1600-h/CIMG1241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVehHlv9hdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fsJfYBLiiw4/s400/CIMG0900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284869839506998738" 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/11867007-5856259148729971445?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5856259148729971445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5856259148729971445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-some-reason-blogger-uploaded-these.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SVerab6uV4I/AAAAAAAAALU/43GLrCSGgOQ/s72-c/CIMG1335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2146238401138329981</id><published>2008-12-17T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T04:50:45.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg ;DD i'm having so much fun i could die ;DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scenery is damn nice, the weather is damn nice, the food is like, heaven sent and so much &amp;hearts; i think i dont mind coming on hol just for the food itself! because the tour thing comes with coupons for breakfast and dinner, and after calculating i realised that the dinner buffet itself is like 60+ bucks per person, damn ex. so i havent been eating lunch becasue there are no lunch coupons ;DD hahaha, i love japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. cheryl, you better pray hard that i find a normal mag stand soon! the convenience shop at this hotel only sells ski and snowboard and onsen mags, laughs. but i'm leaving for a different hotel tmr so i dont know if theres internet there. which is why i'm blogging now, without pics because i must censor the unglam ones out first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its supercold, super nice. i love the scenery, really. i dont think i can express how much i love it. the sky is really beautiful when the sun sets, ytd was sunny and super nice. today was kinda wet and foggy, because it was abt 1degree? and raining, the mountain was one giant slushie ;D i dont think i've ever excercised this much before! i ache in places i never knew could ache, like seriously =.= and i sprained my neck ;D hahaha i cant turn or tilt my head at all, feel like some robot extra outta star wars, damn pain. my sis sprained her wrist and has a concussion! shes been vaguely high all through dinner. or maybe its the wine. underage alcoholic, tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ;D christmas party sounds like a really good idea, i'll be back at around 6pm on the eve of xmas eve, so i cant meet you guys then i guess. although i'd much rather go to sleep on daph's bed than do any counting... hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2146238401138329981?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2146238401138329981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2146238401138329981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-dd-im-having-so-much-fun-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6691912997783525280</id><published>2008-12-13T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:15:26.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, jy probably gets credit for the pre-hol LOW. honestly, emo, you make me feel so sad too. but i still love you anyway, and we should so have a christmas&lt;s&gt; party&lt;/s&gt; hang out and chill session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. problems will always be around, and sometimes theres just no way we can solve them on our own. or maybe, at times it seems that its impossible to keep going becasue everything feels so bad. but, being the eternal optimist, i shall tell you that theres light at the end of the tunnel! (even if there isnt, just keep going. maybe its night or sth) like, city of ember. but the sun will rise again anw. eventually.  and, the longer and colder the night is, the more beautiful the sunrise will be. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that, anyway. i&amp;hearts;allofyou, will bring back souvenirs ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6691912997783525280?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6691912997783525280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6691912997783525280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-jy-probably-gets-credit-for-pre.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7841969504435574633</id><published>2008-12-11T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:04:58.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's been a pretty busy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SUICzkI4jqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/O1p1bUIv2VI/s1600-h/DSC02128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SUICzkI4jqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/O1p1bUIv2VI/s400/DSC02128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278784798129163938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said ;D hahaha, its always so havoc-y before we go for hols. i'm leaving on 13th and coming back on 24th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jyy, why can't i read your blog? rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm a sucker for beautiful things. sounds so superficial, but its true ;D i can't stand to watch a movie if there is nothing beautiful in it. which is why i like the movie hero, despite the complete lack of plot/timeline/etc. its just this convo between the king and assassin for like, 2 hours? but the flashbacks are so much love ♥. yep, and also why i really cant stand the twilight movie, because of edward's pineapple hair. He's supposed to be hot =.= if Robert Pattinson can look gorgeous in harry potter, dont see why he should look like jaundiced pineapple in twilight. the hair, i cannot stand it, and the eyes. what is up with the yellow eyes? its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot? the no. one teenage actor would probably be Alex Pettyfer ♥♥ hahaha he played the main character in the Stormbreaker movie, its from this series of books i love ;DD kinda like artemis fowl, but cooler. HAHA. oh, this is going to be a very, very random blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ Victoria Beckham, really. she's very cool! and she said somethings about practising a "smile thats not really a smile"...? wtheck, made me laugh like shit. its so her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrms. i actually cant wait for school to start because i miss my friends ;D love you guys much! also, am going stir-crazy cooped up for long periods of time with my very retarded sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Its made of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;platinum oak&lt;/span&gt;! WIth &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIGH QUALITY crimson paint!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. (and wth is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;platinum oak&lt;/span&gt; anw?) some kinda silver coloured tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been so stoned around the house lately, that i've started thinking (immense effort required) and i've come to the conclusion that i'm a very self-centered person. (more like, coming to terms with it after a loong time of semi-self-denial) its kind of an awkward thing, to try and be conscious of not being self centered *frowns* yep, very awkward. also, i'm re-falling in love with chinese songs! specifically the hana kimi ost. i have no idea it found its way into my library, laughs. but its good. and, i've also realised i'm the sort of person who likes to stick irrelevant pre/suffixes onto words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pinkisthenewblog.com/images/2005/112105_meangirlsirregardles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 802px;" src="http://www.pinkisthenewblog.com/images/2005/112105_meangirlsirregardles.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this, its from mean girls! honestly, no one cares if its a real word or not. and i actually do use it. HAHA. irregardless ;DD of what people say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. this post? is waay too long, and random. think its the pre-holiday high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7841969504435574633?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7841969504435574633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7841969504435574633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/12/todays-been-pretty-busy-day-enough-said.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/SUICzkI4jqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/O1p1bUIv2VI/s72-c/DSC02128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1396787121381459964</id><published>2008-12-05T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:27:32.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;waay&lt;/span&gt; too lazy for my own good, can't even be bothered to blog now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nothing's&lt;/span&gt; going on with my life, except a very, very annoying addiction to K-pop, which somehow involves me mourning in withdrawal whenever i go out shopping because...i have no K-pop on my phone *snorts* this is probably three years late, but...i &amp;hearts; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dbsk&lt;/span&gt;. so very much. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaejoong&lt;/span&gt;! *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fangirl&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;  so...CHERYL! when can I come to your house a steal your entire library of K-pop!? (and my shoes) I am so gonna buy a... big-screened huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;memoried&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thingum&lt;/span&gt; to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dbskkk&lt;/span&gt; &amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt; her very belated birthday present, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt; and I were insisting that it was 8 months of hard work, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt; was insisting that 6 months of hiatus is not counted. If only she knew it was more like, 7 months and 27 days. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Went out with them to watch city of ember, was good &amp;hearts; the main actor was the one who acted in Narnia! And, he's damn hot (as commented by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt;) "He's hotter when he's dirtier" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;xDD&lt;/span&gt; Crashed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;daph's&lt;/span&gt; place later, had a very entertaining round of monopoly and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;uno&lt;/span&gt; in which *cough* everybody seemed to know everybody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;IMM&lt;/span&gt; for dinner, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;daph's&lt;/span&gt; mum very nicely treated us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ichiban&lt;/span&gt;! Walked like, forever to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt; =.= whose blog i am STILL not allowed to read. *glares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols seem to be slipping away really fast :( even though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;SIAN&lt;/span&gt; of bumming around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; the whole day doing nothing but... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;drooling over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dbsk&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; i still wish it were longer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; okay, i think this is gonna be my longest post in some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1396787121381459964?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1396787121381459964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1396787121381459964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-waay-too-lazy-for-my-own-good-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2510609005991643717</id><published>2008-11-27T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:06:59.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today cheryl and i were supposed to finish jy's birthday present. and the loong hiatus ends because,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dear cheryl was five hours late. &lt;/span&gt;&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. prom was much love. so was chalet. and the thanksgiving sale $4.99 shirts from gojane (jas, so cheapskate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D sleep now, shopping tmr. i love holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2510609005991643717?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2510609005991643717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2510609005991643717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-cheryl-and-i-were-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8629877956398777101</id><published>2008-05-30T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:07:13.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hurhur, so much for haitus eh. *looks unproductive*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some time ago i went to this park place with my family. and there was a little boy, a really cute one. called gabriel. and the dad. so the story goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gabriel, come and wash your feet! *points at tap*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"Please Gabriel wash you feeet now, stop running around."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"Gabriel! Come here!"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"Please, come here and wash your feet.."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;*so on and so forth.* and then after like, 20times of "Gabriel..." etc. the little boy goes over! and then he starts peeing at the tap. and the dad's like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Gabriel, why you wee-wee here!?! There's a &lt;i&gt;centipede&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD dammit, i love that boy. i never expected walking in the park -"to stimulate your brain, cos you don't get enough air!" according to my mom- to ever be so amusing. (also, the pondwater drinking gravel eating kids) &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i just had tuition with my smartass cousin. and out of 20 qns we went through i successfully did *dumdum* NONE. Big surprise. and i think after that he got a sore throat from all the explaining and re-explaining to the totally chem-illiterate person here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i&amp;hearts;this song&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; so&lt;/span&gt;much.&lt;br /&gt;The fish swam out of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;And grew legs and they started walking&lt;br /&gt;And the apes climbed down from the trees&lt;br /&gt;And grew tall and they started talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stars fell out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;And my tears rolled into the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm looking for a reason why&lt;br /&gt;You even set my world into motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you're not really here&lt;br /&gt;Then the stars don't even matter&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm filled to the top with fear&lt;br /&gt;But it's all just a bunch of matter&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you're not really here&lt;br /&gt;Then I don't want to be either&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be next to you&lt;br /&gt;Black and gold&lt;br /&gt;Black and gold&lt;br /&gt;Black and gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up into the grey sky&lt;br /&gt;And see a thousand eyes staring back&lt;br /&gt;And all around these golden beacons&lt;br /&gt;I see nothing but black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a way of something beyond them&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what I can feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If vision is the only validation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Then most of my life isn't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you're not really here&lt;br /&gt;Then the stars don't even matter&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm filled to the top with fear&lt;br /&gt;But it's all just a bunch of matter&lt;br /&gt;'cause if you're not really here&lt;br /&gt;Then I don't want to be either&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be next to you&lt;br /&gt;Black and gold&lt;br /&gt;Black and gold&lt;br /&gt;Black and gold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8629877956398777101?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8629877956398777101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8629877956398777101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/05/hurhur-so-much-for-haitus-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4989248406621518420</id><published>2008-05-27T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:47:05.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIATUS! *looks all studious and stuff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4989248406621518420?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4989248406621518420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4989248406621518420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/05/hiatus-looks-all-studious-and-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7875801862614591611</id><published>2008-04-30T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T07:20:17.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;...and then i hid him in my cupboard.&lt;/i&gt; so &lt;b&gt;scandalous&lt;/b&gt;, daph! hahahaha talking to besties is always good when you need cheering up. srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, had chinese after sch. was so lonerish, sighh. and then amath! mrs gan seemed in quite a good mood! haha, jo and esther were...amusing. haha hamsters. snort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had this forum thing too! it was good. yep. very interesting. only in SCGS will such issues be raised lah. ("we should tailor make uniforms to every individual!") and &lt;b&gt;nails!&lt;/b&gt; don't forget the nails, man. i think sarah's a very good disco head. mmm. someone who likes punishing others should never be allowed to be in a position where they have the freedom to do so. don't be stressed, sarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was. well. guides. horseshoe. much weirdness. and PDA! haha, jy... you're such a prude *sniggersnigger* yep. i think me and cheryl and daph all agree and jy's like. well. conservative. but its okay! *resolves to randomly grab her hand the next time we're &lt;i&gt;in public&lt;/i&gt;* like, in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;corridor&lt;/span&gt; or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking to my cousin now =) the super-smart overachieving scholarship to london one. SIGH. i'm feeling so lazy now, please. and he's all, i don't know. being smart over there. hahaha but people like that, they really have the motivation and drive to study. they have commitment and willpower and the kind of thing i think forms the intrinsic part of the DNA i lack. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Krzysztof&lt;/span&gt; is such a pretty name &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7875801862614591611?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7875801862614591611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7875801862614591611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1981511212796891328</id><published>2008-04-28T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T04:48:22.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mondays and sunny days</title><content type='html'>suckk. yes. and today was both, i was in a crappy mood the whole day. thank god for bubble tea, or i think i'll have DIED, really. *tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week. guides. STRESS. i swear i have the most... !@#$ juniors in the world. (and YET i buy them chocolate. definitely something wrong there.) because if i bothered to remember every single thing that went wrong that day i think i'll just be agitating myslef unnecessarily. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was kinda...forgettable. (i think i was sleeping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ptd was...well. as bad as it usually is. (F9! SIGH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today has got to be the hottest day ever. i think i'm gonna melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicky: it was charlene! so &lt;i&gt;threatening.&lt;/i&gt; (airhead? i don't know what you're talking about)&lt;br /&gt;azid: xPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1981511212796891328?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1981511212796891328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1981511212796891328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/04/mondays-and-sunny-days.html' title='mondays and sunny days'/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7252688971395827064</id><published>2008-04-22T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T06:39:47.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>die en route to a star</title><content type='html'>i realised i havent blogged in a really long time, haha. so. update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, had my ballet exam&lt;br /&gt;in summary, i had a kinda bad morning (due in part to a long story involving egg salad, chillisauce and melted cheese on bread) and to the scowly examiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for carnival in the afternoon, was actually kinda FUN! haha, jy was dying, i made cheryl buy 2 balloons for me, and she almost bought a plant. haha i think everyone was kinda desperate to use up their coupons. daph's haunted house was really popular, the queue was so long me and cheryl kinda gave up. haha think they earned loads of money, so congrats la =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ps with joan and cheryl and toon to buy jy's present (supposedly) haha. ended up spending lots of money. yep. met my family for dinner, cheryl came over to do jy's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sundaay! i slept. and...wanted to eat at ichiban boshi, but it was closed for renovations. sad D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday! mm, more taking care of the sick person who refuses to admit it *scowls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also: &lt;b&gt;"I will take your duck and &lt;i&gt;squeeze&lt;/i&gt; it!"&lt;/b&gt; muchly amusing =D the&lt;i&gt;duckmolesters.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still have yet to finish the !@#$ character traits homework. darn you, men of AMND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad to help me buy paint for guides! and being the nice person that he is, he agreed. being the rich person that he is, he comes back with 4 cans of paint that cost...$65. i'm like, WTFWTFWTFWTFWTFmsgoh is gonna kill me *teardrop* he just looked at the colours...and pointed. so obv the guy sells him the paint that costs like !@#$17 per can or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7252688971395827064?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7252688971395827064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7252688971395827064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/04/die-en-route-to-star.html' title='die en route to a star'/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8450049724852739420</id><published>2008-04-16T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:24:54.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on monday, i had chinese paperone. &lt;s&gt;please don't let me fail.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, i thought i had chinese paper two. turned out i didn't. &lt;i&gt;stupid.&lt;/i&gt; so. went to buy guide paint. eugene was the only one &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt;nice enough to wanta carry it. (i was &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; bullying, either.) and jy got sent home.&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday, jy got sent home again. and i had chinese paper two &lt;s&gt;ohgodfail.&lt;/s&gt; painted some parts of the banner, was extreme retardation with shereen, traumatized the poor junior, and had to mop the floor. darn logistics. sarah tan is mean, and i do not like chem. also, jy, please get better soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking for shirt printers now and people aren't picking up their phones *looks sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sangfroid is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; an attitude&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8450049724852739420?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8450049724852739420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8450049724852739420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-monday-i-had-chinese-paperone.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4252833698226291081</id><published>2008-04-09T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T06:06:08.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today jy got sent to the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert loong rant about stupidity, stupidity and moar extreme stupidity, jy. srsly.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oral was...screwed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something randomly funny that happened to a classmate (who shall be called J) and the oral examiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;examiner: *asks some question about health-related deaths*&lt;br /&gt;J: *rambles about her cousin dying from obesity.*&lt;br /&gt;examiner: ... ... ...Is this true?&lt;br /&gt;J: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i found it muchly amusing =D haha. together with the thumb game...thing. and some strage parapara game liwei was trying to get us to play. and sandras wtf face =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It starts with a S! and ends with a D!&lt;br /&gt;and has the letters t-u-p-i in between&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4252833698226291081?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4252833698226291081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4252833698226291081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-jy-got-sent-to-hospital-insert.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-395080110521002488</id><published>2008-04-02T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T06:17:53.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking&lt;i&gt;hate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that makes me bad, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'll work as hard as i damn well please. *scowls fervently*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-395080110521002488?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/395080110521002488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/395080110521002488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/04/fucking-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2237320779870922873</id><published>2008-03-30T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T05:52:51.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from's daph's blog:&lt;blockquote&gt;.. Besides the fact that your javelin ends up FLATTT on the ground every single attempt at it =D You can do better! Even Jas got it in! Hahaha you won't know how hard I was laughing to myself during PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks insulted* am i suppsed to be stupid and fling the javelin arnd like jy does, then? javelins are so utterly evil *scowls* and my legs are still hurting from 10rndsrace. SUCKKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jy's:&lt;blockquote&gt;为了FAMILIARISE MYSELF 写作文，我决定开始用华文来BLOG。哈哈.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh, jy. its just a ploy so i can't read what you're saying! IKNOWIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway, i spent some time talking to jolyn these few days before the wkend, and its like some kinda ce lesson or something. but i think talking to her really...changed my perspective. or something like that, haha. (see jo, go around impacting innocent people) haha telling them things and making them think. but either way, kinda cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after listening t her talk, i went to buy myself an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inspirational water bottle&lt;/span&gt; *looks all proud and such* although this possibly has everything to do with the fact that my adidas bottle is broken and i've been dehydrating the whole of last week. haha, its red! and it says 'i am a slacker' three times, actually. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for ballet just now...and i got my new leotard. i wouldnt usually blog about stuff like this, but... its pink. so pink i feel like a piece of candy floss dancing for the sugar plum fairy. *looks depressed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, we have a physics test tomorrow and i know nothing about whatever we're tested on. i really should go study, but i think studying is so overrated. *nods* life is overrated, too! *looks all marvin-esque*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life&lt;/b&gt;, loathe it or &lt;b&gt;ignore&lt;/b&gt; it, you &lt;b&gt;can't&lt;/b&gt; like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely. (not) i quite like my life, actually. on the way home from dinner today i saw this really pretty cloud, and there was lightining in it. not coming down from the cloud to the ground like lightning usually does, it was just... dancing, on the surface of the cloud. (sounds stupid, the way i say it, but i made me really happy ♥)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENTHINGSiwannadobeforeidie:&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;sneak into a rated movie, !@%$it.&lt;br /&gt;two.&lt;br /&gt;learn to ride a motorbike&lt;br /&gt;three.&lt;br /&gt;go skydiving&lt;br /&gt;four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't telling the rest, either. HAHA *looks secretive* i know people will laugh at me if i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreamrisklovetrust&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2237320779870922873?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2237320779870922873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2237320779870922873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/froms-daphs-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5990560556907661888</id><published>2008-03-24T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T05:30:07.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>divides me somewhere in my mind.</title><content type='html'>hmm. *looks busy* i suddenly realise i have many, many things to do. humphh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laserquest on sat morning cos it was sarah's birthday, was the funnest thing ever ♥ i'm sorry about not having a present, haha me and jy will get you one soon! promise. *smiles and coughs at jy* rushed off to JP to meet daph and cheryl for stepup2! haha, i thought it was really nice. much nicer than the first one anyway. and then my dad picked me up, went to lot1 to get a dress for my uncles wedding *looks traumatized* my mum is effing scary when shes on a roll. ha, i didn't even dare say no. so fine, i end up with a dress. and it has &lt;i&gt;lace, &lt;/i&gt; on it. my life is officially over, no? &lt;b&gt;lace.&lt;/b&gt; seriously. but i shall be optimistic and thank god its not pink :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently on a extreme not-doing-homework roll. (surprised?) haha most of my afternoon was spent gazing failingly at my file, which is on the other side of the room. sad, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, feel free to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40%;"&gt;i think my perspective on life has changed alot recently. i pay attention in class. occasionally. but its an improvement. i get bored the minute i turn on the comp, and i usually end up turning it off at 10, 11 o'clock? at my own free will, and that's saying alot seeing how i like to sleep at 2 or something, i dont even know why i feel so... un-holidayish. i've never had the urge to actually do anything related to school before, but now i actually do worksheets in class before the teachers starts teaching. assuming its something i know how to do *cringe* i feel utterly nerdish, but i hope i get more hardworking yeah. i think, that despite being so slack and  damn it all, really, i think i worry about the o levels too. *moment of epiphany* on some strange subconscious level of my mind that asks me what the hell i'm doing with my life when i can't sleep and its about an hour before i have to wake up anyway, so fuck the sleep and lets think depressing thoughts. for an hour. thank god those days don't come often, or i'd end up like jy haha. and i think maybe something ust have gotten into my brain after years of nagging from people i love ♥ and i'm kinda going off on a long ranty tangent now, about studies of all things, but sometimes, its just...things. that add up and tear you down and leave you wondering if you really, truly, don't regret what you've been doing. yeah. something like that, anyway. *looks confused* damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some people i love are doing stupid things that i utterly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not approve of&lt;/span&gt; right now, and some others are kinda sad, so, cheer up, daph :) i♥you much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5990560556907661888?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5990560556907661888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5990560556907661888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm.html' title='divides me somewhere in my mind.'/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-3814568185241064984</id><published>2008-03-18T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:23:18.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its all about reality &amp; making some noise ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;i love coffee.&lt;/s&gt; i really&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, really&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; love coffee. *looks slightly deprived* and i forgot to buy coffee home. COUGH jy and her ' jas i need a SPA file! REALLYREALLY!' COUGH. haha was dragged to SS tutorial. and i actually took notes! i swear coffee has a good influence on my everything. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i need chocolate. (&amp;amp; jy is an unsympathetic ass.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dep·ri·va·tion  /ˌdɛprəˈveɪʃən/&lt;br /&gt;[dep-ruh-vey-shuhn]&lt;br /&gt;2. the fact of being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deprived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D its a fact, that chocolate and coffee are more important than the other 5cs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was actually really slack, due to the fact that mrs gan and laoshi didn't come. i did my tys *feels all accomplished* and zuowen! hoho, i was actually in quite a good mood when i got home tday! hahaha. strange. must be the coffee. and i think now i'm even higher, cos my sis just came home. and she brought back 5 bars of chocolate for me ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMalfoy: If this isn't the cherry of cruelty on top of the sundae of despair that has been my day so far, I don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil never looked so &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt; sexy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-3814568185241064984?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3814568185241064984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3814568185241064984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-all-about-reality-making-some-noise.html' title='its all about reality &amp; making some noise &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7341675499938278047</id><published>2008-03-16T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T05:01:21.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drug that cures it all.</title><content type='html'>heh, SJI campfire was cool. mmm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; cool. too bad ms goh will never allow us to have people fighting with fire and people throwing themselves off the 2nd floor ;D haha, and the tiny sji scouts were so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn cute&lt;/span&gt;, srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are my ice-kachang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;DD cute. [&amp;amp;shaynegoh, ilu♥]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't started on holiday homework! haha went to IMM on thurs. i wanted to pierce my ears. and there wasnt a single store there that pierces ears. suckage, cos the feeling's gone now. hahaha i should so stop doing irrational things like randomly deciding in the middle of lunch that i want to pierce my ears. bad for my appetite. or deciding in the middle of tuition that i want to go snowboarding &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rightnow&lt;/span&gt;. and then i can't concentrate and i get angry at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fifteen percent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;concentrated power of will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a hundred percent reason to remember the name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good enough reason, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7341675499938278047?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7341675499938278047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7341675499938278047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/drug-that-cures-it-all.html' title='Drug that cures it all.'/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7383322645282499368</id><published>2008-03-13T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T06:00:01.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...i'm starting to feel all mood-swingy. (jy must be influencing me.) blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jy and cheryl and daph came over t my hse on wed aftnoon =) haha, was really &lt;s&gt;productive&lt;/s&gt;not. we played xbox, and i managed to do, like...one comprehension. haha. ate pizza for dinner, then cheryl and jy went off to daph's hse to sleepover. mann i wish my mum were less strict about sleepovers and stuff cos i couldn't go with them =( rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tday was not a good day &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;. fullstop, and I !@#$ hate... well, just, !@#$, over and over agin in my mind =( not a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7383322645282499368?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7383322645282499368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7383322645282499368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-3439504750294093867</id><published>2008-03-10T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T05:59:29.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;. i have a sad life, really. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt; has abandoned me for chess. *looks sad* and i want to watch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hitchhiker's&lt;/span&gt; guide to the galaxy! *grins* darn, its such a funny book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, everyone should go play this. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, improve your vocab and feed poor people, and tell your mom you're using the computer to&lt;s&gt; do your homework&lt;/s&gt; imp rove your vocab. (what? i never knew vinous = wine-related)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://freerice.com/index.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fiber, and that I am therefore excused from saving Universes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;also, am excused from being...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;morally&lt;/span&gt; upright in general *sneaks off to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AHGTTG&lt;/span&gt; online*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-3439504750294093867?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3439504750294093867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3439504750294093867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2045804677612660874</id><published>2008-03-06T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T06:25:35.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Dear Diary: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mood: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apathetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My life is spiraling downward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't get enough money to go to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like "Stab My Heart Because I Love You" and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rip Apart My Soul" and of course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stabby Rip Stab Stab&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it doesn't help that I couldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get my hair to do that flippy thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like that guy from that band can do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some days you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;might have something to do with the emath test and guides, but whatever &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R8_-qffvqPI/AAAAAAAAADw/oZx0btE0LUQ/s1600-h/guidet+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R8_-qffvqPI/AAAAAAAAADw/oZx0btE0LUQ/s320/guidet+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174634502834596082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2045804677612660874?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2045804677612660874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2045804677612660874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/dear-diary-mood-apathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R8_-qffvqPI/AAAAAAAAADw/oZx0btE0LUQ/s72-c/guidet+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1898495792077553518</id><published>2008-03-04T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T04:55:08.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>un-freaking-believably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/67381815/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn1-4.pv.deviantart.com/fs19/150/o/2007/288/e/ef9c9866aef417fd.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BLIND SPOT&lt;/a&gt; by *&lt;a href="http://polpope.deviantart.com/"&gt;polpope&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it much :) although i don't really watch horror, but this is love, okay. i dunno why i like it so much, just do. better than jy's slash-and-hack films anyway. (texas chainsaw massacre?) uncivilised. haha you'll probably think its not scary. and very lame. but i like it! its so...tense. mmm. and bloodless. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloodless&lt;/span&gt; is the key point here! (remembers someone forcing me to watch pan's labyrinth with her and not telling me it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rated&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blood and gore&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;note to self: never, ever, ever let jy pick what film she wants to watch. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it when i find perfect things like this ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1898495792077553518?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1898495792077553518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1898495792077553518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/un-freaking-believably-good-really.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2744628061346318259</id><published>2008-03-03T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T02:58:54.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know your family so totally dysfunctional when your mother asks if you have "drinking problems" (no, really.) and after like, 10 seconds of silent staring, i'm like, "what?" and she says, "You're wearing a beer shirt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm all, its a LIVERPOOL JERSEY. (beer shirt my @#$%^%$#@ ass, but whatever.) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum asks if liverpool is football or basketball *tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; people just can't appreciate good things. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;beershirt!?! *mutters*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, bridge with redcrossers and random dg-ers is muchly FUN. though i still don't get it. i think i'm just slow. (jy: i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know,&lt;/span&gt; jas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;jy, you are muchly idiotic. with a capital I, srsly. you're depressed over an ipod?! *commentless* i thought it was actually something....important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so random, but i just decided that i love british humour. absolutely. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ipodotto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2744628061346318259?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2744628061346318259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2744628061346318259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-know-your-family-so-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6492620202596338655</id><published>2008-02-29T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T06:26:14.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>announcement of great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;enormacy&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HAS A LIVERPOOL JERSEY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its black and its red and its the most wonderful thing in the world and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt;, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; give a #$%$ about the !@#$ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;proj&lt;/span&gt;, okay. (maybe i do, but not now?) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LIVERPOOOOOL&lt;/span&gt; 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;terrorist&lt;/span&gt; gets caught quick. because then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; feel safe and bloody insensitive people can stop telling me how cool the army is. worry about me, man. (i am uncared for, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;srsly&lt;/span&gt;.) and taxis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SUCKK&lt;/span&gt;. took cab t school today, $18. can die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that....enrichment is. *commentless* the financial thing was fun, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am officially in a state of great DEPRIVATION, srsly. i need CDs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6492620202596338655?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6492620202596338655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6492620202596338655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/announcement-of-great-enormacy-i-has.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-93802211317757515</id><published>2008-02-25T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T02:36:32.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>badminton match, was &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, really. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy now. despite the test tmr, and..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-93802211317757515?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/93802211317757515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/93802211317757515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/badminton-match-was-no-really.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1271767941342012959</id><published>2008-02-21T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:41:54.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was real&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; interesting&lt;/span&gt;. haha, thinking day. wth, shall not say anything. don't really need to yeah. just, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; lah. mmm, got piano lesson later. gonna get scolded for not praactising. whatever, TGIF alr and i dont care ;D was doing proposal for campfire last night, talking to shereen and mel tan on msn, mel is super sloow. every few seconds, its like, whats going onhuh? what do i do? lol mel ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that. today was actually quite a good day. i realised that today is th second time i've gotten higher than jy! hoho. not to rub it in or anything, but this is a rare occurrence, y'know? like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once a bloody year&lt;/span&gt; kinda occurence? *grins* so while jy and her bruised ego were complaining about how mean i was because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"see jas? now i don't get my one mark for history! huh! just to walk with you (and cheryl) to the bus stop! huh! so mean okay! one mark, leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go die lah, jy. srsly ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my extremely inflated ego were, erh, i was laughing to myself about what an idiot jy was. &lt;i&gt;one mark, honestly&lt;/i&gt;. and my mum was all (crushingly, witheringly, hugely &lt;i&gt;meanly&lt;/i&gt;) "i don't see what you're so happy about." *looks at paper* "mm. you should try to do better".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth. *jas flinging herself out of the window.* like, in my mind i was, okay! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want bubble tea and i want to go snowboarding *MUCHLY* shuckss. its kinda hard to study when you're thinking of white-gold skies and &lt;i&gt;cold&lt;/i&gt; wind and snowflakes so perfect they don't melt even when you hold them. and foggy afternoons and &lt;b&gt;speed&lt;/b&gt; and watching the sun bleed light over the horizon &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heart on lockdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1271767941342012959?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1271767941342012959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1271767941342012959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-real-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5126420490444119816</id><published>2008-02-21T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T07:30:17.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sad.&lt;/span&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5126420490444119816?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5126420490444119816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5126420490444119816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/fucking-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-630723309791303349</id><published>2008-02-19T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T04:25:25.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>knowledge is power&lt;br /&gt;power corrupts&lt;br /&gt;study hard&lt;br /&gt;be evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=bestest poem ever, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also:&lt;br /&gt;Twas brillig, and the slithy toves&lt;br /&gt; Did gyre and gimble in the wabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*snorts. because i need a break. and chocolate. and icecream and love and &lt;b&gt;snow, dammit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-630723309791303349?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/630723309791303349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/630723309791303349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/knowledge-is-power-power-corrupts-study.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2185547287659091048</id><published>2008-02-17T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T05:01:56.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went jy's house ytd. to do daph's present =DD haha, its pretty. and i attempted to play mahjong. i think i'm too stupid to play heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, stupid ;D haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2185547287659091048?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2185547287659091048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2185547287659091048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-jys-house-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8758956721330257259</id><published>2008-02-14T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T04:33:18.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>valentine's day! =D haha, much love to everybody 'kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:600%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;see, love y'all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs29/f/2008/044/2/d/2df916617e98eca7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs29/f/2008/044/2/d/2df916617e98eca7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           (Cause my mind has lost direction)&lt;br /&gt;                       On a Valentine's Day,&lt;br /&gt;                                   (somehow)&lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/2147444882.jpg" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you and you know it ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8758956721330257259?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8758956721330257259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8758956721330257259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-d-haha-much-love-to.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2918631173872657835</id><published>2008-02-11T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T03:46:10.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R7A1HRevl5I/AAAAAAAAADo/QAFrzkXBHRI/s1600-h/CIMG0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R7A1HRevl5I/AAAAAAAAADo/QAFrzkXBHRI/s320/CIMG0681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165687171661666194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its the year of the RAT. be happy, srsly. i miss stockholm and all its odd cute cafes D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2918631173872657835?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2918631173872657835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2918631173872657835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-year-of-rat.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R7A1HRevl5I/AAAAAAAAADo/QAFrzkXBHRI/s72-c/CIMG0681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-3972200874590177868</id><published>2008-02-05T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:56:36.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas=needs a stress ball. srsly. D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-3972200874590177868?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3972200874590177868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3972200874590177868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7846329094086740286</id><published>2008-02-02T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T07:21:14.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blogskin! *looks kinda excited* because jas is a lazy bum who spends moar time reading photoshop mags than actually studying. i'm doomed to fail, really. spent 3 hours today doing, guess what? &lt;i&gt;4 math questions&lt;/i&gt;. i am &lt;b&gt;such&lt;/b&gt; a genius. i'm going to fail amath *LOOKS PANICKED LIKE SUPER PANICKED* i'm gonna die yes. darn it, i feel stupid everytime i think of amath =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in the apocalypse&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in the end of time&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in the solar eclipse&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in valentines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe I asked opinion&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe I stretched the truth&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking for a bargain&lt;br /&gt;All I really believe in is &lt;b&gt;you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i really should go study. i seem to say that ALOT. haha, thats because i should study more!  and i am like, ten thousand miles away from studying in the first place *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7846329094086740286?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7846329094086740286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7846329094086740286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-blogskin-looks-kinda-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6561744537202034348</id><published>2008-02-01T20:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:48:31.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate being sick.&lt;br /&gt;i hate feeling stuffy, not being able to fall asleep when all i want to do is sleep, falling asleep when i desperately need to stay awake and getting caught by teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also hate amath, chem, &lt;i&gt;certain people who shall not be named,&lt;/i&gt; clingwrap and tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week hasnt really been a good week. grah. except for friday, which was.... okay. haha, the eating lunch at 5 o'clock part was fun =D i&amp;hearts;waffles. and ice-cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6561744537202034348?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6561744537202034348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6561744537202034348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-being-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-540671604526392738</id><published>2008-01-25T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T07:02:03.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blogskin, because i want to =D haha, i'm proud. guides was so tiring tday, sighh. but invest was super cute! got to watch it in the KA but i had to stand =( hence the tiredness, blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i got my bronze!! *looks kinda proud* (is such a loser, srsly.) &lt;i&gt;bronze&lt;/i&gt;, like after four years. hardworking, aren't i? ;D haha, i shall keep bugging people until i get my silver! (and jy, if you read this, can we PLEASE go do CIP alr?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a good mood now. despite the impending test and tingxie and tuition. (omg tuition homework! laoshi is so fierce...sadface, yes.) pity. haha, and the chem teacher who i wanted to get ended up delaying for 2 weeks before saying she didnt wanta teach after all =.= stupid, coulda told me earlier or somethingg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is really stressful, no? i can't wait till Olevels are O-V-E-R! haha :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/329/1/7/_Pure_by_Zeitwolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/329/1/7/_Pure_by_Zeitwolf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop tempting myself with nice, cold, &lt;i&gt;snowy&lt;/i&gt; love, srsly. gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-540671604526392738?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/540671604526392738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/540671604526392738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-blogskin-because-i-want-to-d-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-3534996968437183971</id><published>2008-01-20T06:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T07:01:15.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha, you'd think with the insane amount of taxiing around i do i would have made up my mind whether or not i like taxis, but its impossible. love-hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was trying to catch a cab after ballet to go to church, and like THREE taxis drive right past me. they werent taking passengers or on call and this one guy &lt;b&gt;stared,&lt;/b&gt; right at me and then drove past. really. does it not make sense, that if somone is standing at the roadside waving her arm like a lunatic, that she's trying to &lt;b&gt;flag a bloody cab!?!&lt;/b&gt; what does it &lt;i&gt;look&lt;/i&gt; like i'm doing, catching butterflies!?! God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, there was this other guy trying to catch a cab too. and he was standing at directly opposite the road from me. so the cars on his side were going in th opposite direction, and this taxi driving on his side of the road ignored him to Uturn and pick me up xDD &lt;b&gt;hahaha,&lt;/b&gt; he looked so pissed. like, &lt;i&gt;thats my cab&lt;/i&gt; but cant do anything becasue HAHA, i wasnt the one who stole it. it was the cabbie xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;yes, jas is loserish enough to waste a whole blog post whining about taxis. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jy, your blog posts scare me. when i said you were allowed to write about ___ i didnt mean write only and exclusively and absolutely obsessively about ___.!!!1! srsly =.= sad, actually, that all we talk about is how much homework we have and ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also! i find it absolutely unfair that the person who doesn't even support liverpool has a liverpool jersey. *coughdaphcough* UNFAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;hold an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;close to your chest&lt;br /&gt;feel for your pulse&lt;br /&gt;taste the rain&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;live&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-3534996968437183971?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3534996968437183971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3534996968437183971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahaha-youd-think-with-insane-amount-of.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5192988252842008824</id><published>2008-01-18T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T05:06:53.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt;, your eye is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;muchly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;amusing&lt;/i&gt;. especially since it looks like its getting worse and you're wearing permanently horrible makeup. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was caught sleeping in school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tday&lt;/span&gt;. first lesson, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;..... i must sleep more. and stop doing things last minute, yes. i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cca&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thurs&lt;/span&gt; sucks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;srsly&lt;/span&gt;. how do you stay awake on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt; if you get home at 7.30 on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thursdays&lt;/span&gt; and still have piles of homework to waddle through?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had piano lesson today! took cab (&lt;i&gt;again.&lt;/i&gt;) i need to stop taking cab &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; i have NO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;MOAR&lt;/span&gt; MONIES, please&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt;. cab fares suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ripped fr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;saraht's&lt;/span&gt; blog:&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I still believe in destiny,&lt;br /&gt;That you and I were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;I still wish on the stars as they fall from above,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I still believe, believe in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;love.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; listening to old songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/341/2/8/I_love_snow_by_LilKatieKat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/341/2/8/I_love_snow_by_LilKatieKat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking about snow and how much i can't stand hot weather.&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;b&gt;heaven&lt;/b&gt;is&lt;s&gt;snow.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;:) this week has been super tiring and one of those i-don't-know-why-but-feel-like-crying&lt;br /&gt;kinda weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;reality&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt;vs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;[denial]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; there was never a choice to make&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Sans-serif;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/11867007-5192988252842008824?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5192988252842008824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5192988252842008824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/01/jy-your-eye-is-muchly-amusing.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6012745593615421727</id><published>2008-01-14T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T05:42:44.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JOLYNKHOO :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILU LOADSANDLOADS MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for helping me with the orientation proposal&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because its so totally known that i suck at proposals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha omg! chinese tuition tday, met my new teacher. damnshes&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fierce&lt;/span&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that today has been so &lt;s&gt;productive&lt;/s&gt;man. i spent a very huge amount of time fussing over my prettyaye roses. (omgthelovecan.) they are NOT stupid either jy. and i made a little stuffed toy thing, and totally slacked off anything related to school. HAHA. but i'm in a good mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately my microsoftword is totally hung now. and my oreintation proposal (my bloody UNSAVED orientation proposal) is also hanging in there. shite. better go save it, yess. before my internet hangs as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6012745593615421727?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6012745593615421727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6012745593615421727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/01/jolynkhoo-ilu-loadsandloads-man.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6980679487530683572</id><published>2008-01-11T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T06:59:51.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;does it not SUCK, that i dont even have time to blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since school started i've been sleeping like 5hours a day, suckageplz and i cant open my eyes in the morning =( things happen to fast. and too many things happen as well rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucksucksuckk =( meaning of course, something worse.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit. beacsue its  not good good to be angry, yeah. &amp;amp;there are so many things i want but i don't know how to say it without sounding like some, i dunno,  f*ing idiot =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really go and do my ten undone chinese articles yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secfour life is stressful =( my brain feels like its permanatly working overtime. annoyance. &amp;amp;I want to go snowboarding *fruastration*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs24/300W/i/2007/359/e/3/tropical_snowflake_by_Keybladewarrior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs24/300W/i/2007/359/e/3/tropical_snowflake_by_Keybladewarrior.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ilu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6980679487530683572?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6980679487530683572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6980679487530683572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2008/01/does-it-not-suck-that-i-dont-even-have.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4971102607169596429</id><published>2007-12-31T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:43:24.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;2009&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;b&gt; 2008!&lt;/b&gt;(suckage, if i cant even tell what year it is... D=) sounds so weird, and i don't want it to come =( but its almost 12 now. kinda sad actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. went to celebrate lw's b'day today. watched national treasure again (felt like fast-forwarding it most of th time. haha.) and prince caspian is hott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i dont want to go back to school. D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4971102607169596429?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4971102607169596429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4971102607169596429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/12/2009.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5843637279454380184</id><published>2007-12-29T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T00:26:36.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R3YEBvU3UgI/AAAAAAAAADg/lDKmZUtRM28/s1600-h/ulquiorra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R3YEBvU3UgI/AAAAAAAAADg/lDKmZUtRM28/s320/ulquiorra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149307651875099138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jas should really stop obsessing over bleach and go do her homework. LIEK NAO SRSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. going out later! movie =) and despite common opinion *coughredcrosserscough* it is NOT called 'that gross chipmunk movie'. its not gross! i think chipmunks are cute! haha. and i think ulquiorra is cute, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain is BLEACHed. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5843637279454380184?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5843637279454380184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5843637279454380184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-jas-should-really-stop-obsessing.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/R3YEBvU3UgI/AAAAAAAAADg/lDKmZUtRM28/s72-c/ulquiorra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6675209752301981115</id><published>2007-12-22T22:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T22:51:49.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright jy i'm blogging =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. went to jy's house to &lt;s&gt;slack&lt;/s&gt;do projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was fun =) dragged her to jurong point to eat dinner. jy, you eat too little. haha and i officially love onerepublic! bought their cd and listened to it at jy's house despite her &lt;i&gt;Jassss, concentrate! *turns music to I have a dream speech*&lt;/i&gt; lol. at least we managed to finish some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired now =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6675209752301981115?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6675209752301981115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6675209752301981115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/12/alright-jy-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6305508030300714786</id><published>2007-12-14T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T08:08:19.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. so i'm significantly more concious now than i was yesterday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE STARDUST. i wanna go watch it again. in the cinema. is it still out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVELOVEIT=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hottest pirate capt ever? =&lt;s&gt;captjacksparrow&lt;/s&gt;captshakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thegayness &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe not so concious. but i wanna go out. erhhh. and i want snakehead! *eyes vicky*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6305508030300714786?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6305508030300714786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6305508030300714786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/12/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6485312126321817177</id><published>2007-12-13T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T05:18:15.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaa, i'm &lt;b&gt;backk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the greatest time ever *LOVELOVELOVELOVE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm so tired now man. sweden is too far away. it took like, 13hrs of plane, 2hr transit. another 2hrs on a plane, 1hr train ride, 3hr transit, 5hr train ride, 2hr bus ride, and we still had to call a taxi after that *twitch*  but sweden has cool trains and &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; cool graffiti =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random, but song recs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Brother Oh Brother - Måns Zelmerlöw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't say I'm sorry - Erik Segerstedt&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S -&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Ola Svensson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is what you get from watching swedish mtv, which is actually alot nicer than our mtv, only its all in swedish. except for the songs. =D i like the S.O.S one best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so the first 3 days were spent in my aunt's house playing with my cousin, then we took the train to her mom-in-law's house for two days, and came back and spent another two days at my aunt's house again. ha, and all that time was spent entertaining my little cousin =DD *love* we went swimming, and shopping, and ate copious amounts of ice-cream, watched many stupid videos and sang countless songs for her to dance to. haha, she has this obsession with licking things, like doors and mirrors. i caught her licking the condensation stuff off the toilet tank *cringe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we took the overnight train (which was delayed for 3 hours or smth) up to the ski resort. ergh, i hate ski lifts. meaning, you know you suck when knee-high kiddies can do it better than you. like srsly, the entire ski school is made of pro 4yearolds or something? and its so entirely not fair that kids (very tiny kids) who cant even walk straight can ski, like, they were born doing it or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days shopping in stockholm, and then back home. haha. i'm tired. and the camera has disappeared. mehh, i wanna go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6485312126321817177?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6485312126321817177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6485312126321817177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahaa-im-backk.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8684766781357900053</id><published>2007-11-26T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:27:17.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HOLIDAYY&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vicky&lt;/span&gt;. lets go watch golden compass when i get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holiday&lt;/span&gt; *excited*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8684766781357900053?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8684766781357900053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8684766781357900053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/11/holidayy-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8586081295479645910</id><published>2007-11-25T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T09:03:05.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHHH. I HATE THE FECKING INTERNETSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only go online for like 1 MINUTE AT A TIME, SRSLY. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bloodynonesistentconnection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i owe people proposals. i'm really sorry, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, oneminutesUP. *cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8586081295479645910?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8586081295479645910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8586081295479645910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/11/arghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8918402963774610011</id><published>2007-11-18T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:04:41.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these few days have been total culinary &lt;i&gt;ecstasy&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. went out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt; with my dad's friend and his family. the kids are SO CUTE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. i love them although i cant pronounce their names properly and cant talk to them either since they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;. which is quite sad, cause they're so cute. we went to esplanade to eat, at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jap&lt;/span&gt; restaurant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. i think its called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ichiban&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;boshi&lt;/span&gt;, yep. and the food was super good. &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ika&lt;/span&gt; tempura is my new favourite food, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tday&lt;/span&gt; was chem re-exam! i came like 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; late or something, and after struggling through the entire paper with only one pen and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt; spoilt calculator, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; just gonna sit in a corner, close my eyes and pretend the word &lt;b&gt;chemistry&lt;/b&gt; doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;srsly&lt;/span&gt;. shoot me already. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no use thinking about it now thou. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; coming to visit you in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LJS&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hahahaa&lt;/span&gt; =D and his dark materials is good, you should read it. went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cheryl's&lt;/span&gt; house to pick up my jacket =) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;, called her when i reached and she was all, "eh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;jasss&lt;/span&gt;?? uh, i just woke up.." =.=!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. but they're quite nice so i guess its worth it although its ex okay. and my sis owes me $40+ now *grumble* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;srsly&lt;/span&gt;. if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; live in the same house as her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; go around spray-painting O$P$ all over the walls. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; broke and its all her fault. stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8918402963774610011?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8918402963774610011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8918402963774610011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/11/these-few-days-have-been-total-culinary.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-3247742205878099759</id><published>2007-11-12T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T04:14:49.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tday i did many good turns, for the same person, but it still counts okay. i saw this old lady at the bus interchange and since i was like the first in the queue (being the kind of suay person who always reaches there just when the bus has left) i stood up so she could go sit down. and guess what, she goes and cuts my queue to sit in front of me =.=!! but i let her haha. mainly cos she was old and spoke chinese and its kinda hard to start arguing with someone when you cant understand yourself =D and because i was kinda occupied anw. (subway cookie, yummm) so then i suppose she felt grateful to me or something so she started talking to me. (its hard enough talking in chinese without a subway cookie sticking in your mouth yknow?) so after a highly stilted conversation she left to go phone her son or something. and then, she was carrying all these huge bags of...&lt;i&gt;something,&lt;/i&gt; so i helped her okay. srsly, i think she's nuts. because the bags were effing heavy, and she's like how old please. and then she had to get off at the same stop as me, so i volunteered to carry her bags again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder if i'm &lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/i&gt; or if i was just born &lt;b&gt;stupid&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently going with the latter, because, well. she wasnt exactly a nice woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jy, you better get back from china real fast.&lt;br /&gt;ergh. i need to get my jackets from cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; vicky, if you're reading this, i have the amber spyglass *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-3247742205878099759?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3247742205878099759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3247742205878099759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/11/tday-i-did-many-good-turns-for-same.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8899048275197416076</id><published>2007-11-09T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T04:07:37.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chem remedial again, mehh. boring. had guides aft that. haha, redcrossers are so totally amusing. me and shayne went over to their room for lunch (sort of) cos ours was kinda stinky and not nice. and infested with lizards D= so after eating copious amounts of chicken soup/chicken noodle soup/chicken maggimee/sausages/meatballs/cold soyabean fr the &lt;i&gt;fridge. thecoolness.&lt;/i&gt; watching vicky attempt to open a can. (vicky, LOL.) and what not. we left them to marinate their chicken with soya sauce and herbs from the guideroom so we could start work since some other people were already there. and halfway through our work, we smelt the burning chicken. omg, super funny can. wonderful people, they decided to cook the chicken (BBQ it, more like) inside the steamboat bowl using the leftover chicken soup and without oil. so yes, i think alot of people could smell it xD burning. haha. gave them the steel wool (which vicky called a &lt;b&gt;metal scrub&lt;/b&gt;) to clean the pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anway. redcross aside, the guideroom looks real pretty now =) haha, me and jan and tammie painted the cupboards with flowers and swirls, and we decided to paint the cabinets too and the black box as well, so thats like, more work. but nvm. we're gonna have a really pretty guideroom! and it actually looks and smells clean. major accomplishment. me and shayne did the inventory thing. or rather. shayne did it while i &lt;s&gt;hindered&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;helped.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw sarah on the bus! haha so we talked and we saw a rainbow! it was super cool can. i love rainbows =DD cheered me up alot cos i was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; However long you stay&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;all that I am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8899048275197416076?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8899048275197416076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8899048275197416076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/11/chem-remedial-again-mehh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2301130632486666281</id><published>2007-11-04T04:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T04:22:50.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51WQDQcA0fL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51WQDQcA0fL._AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iwant&lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2301130632486666281?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2301130632486666281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2301130632486666281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/11/iwant-this-3.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8209528431025538735</id><published>2007-11-03T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T07:08:09.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to stop spending moneyy. lol =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm missing jy. rahh. lousy girl, keeps running off to china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;daph has a GERMANY JERSEY, how bloody unfair please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a germany jersey. =( can't wait for th next world cup =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'll wear my germany jersey and wake up at unearthly hours to watch them play. *excitement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so BORED now although i shouldn't be. chemistryzzzz. i'm gunna fail reexam haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOREDD. &lt;i&gt;chicky club, haha. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to entertain me. entertainmentt. un-boredom, sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8209528431025538735?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8209528431025538735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8209528431025538735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-to-stop-spending-moneyy.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4529930075494946634</id><published>2007-10-30T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T05:43:22.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life is split into equal parts depression (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; okay now. just needed to..cool off, a little?) , absolute pissed-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;offedness&lt;/span&gt; and utter&amp;amp;helpless amusement. today my sister went to the zoo. and she came back with a life-sized plastic glow-in-the-dark human &lt;b&gt;thighbone.&lt;/b&gt; my mum nearly had a fit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; but then she also bought me a pretty white rose that's actually a light. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;loves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's so pretty. =DD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, my sis wins at disrupting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CoH&lt;/span&gt;. first one as new leader yes. lets just say it was highly...&lt;i&gt;enlightening.&lt;/i&gt; not exactly in a good way. ms tan asked us this one thing, why do you think our school is the way it is? something to do with the attitude of our girls. and. i really think, that i could have answered her. but not ever in a way that is. safe? some things are better left unsaid. well. on the day i was sick and didn't go for guides, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt; was sick too, so left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;abigail&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lim&lt;/span&gt; to compete...2 of them against all the other teams of 4. and they got 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;! man, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;smartt&lt;/span&gt;. really happy for them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, so now they have like 2 trophies each? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the sad thing is that i gotta take chem re-exam =( and lousy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt; wont be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;arnd&lt;/span&gt; to teach me. but now she's charging $10 an hour or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;somethingg&lt;/span&gt;. mercenary. *sulks* you're so EVIL, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;srsly&lt;/span&gt;. but don't be sad k? (even if you think i can't EMPATHIZE.) i don't want you to be sad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all. so cheer up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;jy&lt;/span&gt;! love ya =) even if you are gonna abandon me for the next two weeks. still love ya loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i want to pierce my ears. like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;NOWNOWNOW&lt;/span&gt;. i get this sudden urge to just do something i haven't really wanted to do. and its not like i regret it, its just something i have to do. pierce my ears, yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4529930075494946634?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4529930075494946634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4529930075494946634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-life-is-split-into-equal-parts.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-618825270882896734</id><published>2007-10-27T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T07:15:01.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm effing &lt;b&gt;exhausted&lt;/b&gt;. no, not even tired. and i've been sick as well, fr ytd to today so i couldn't go for the guides thing. which i am very sorry for, really. i hate being sick. =( awfulness. i'm so achy-tired and i dont want to go back to school on monday. so not in a good mood man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:50%;" &gt;i was so angry just now, you know? &amp;amp;i wanted to scream fuck a million times, and throw the nearest breakable thing at the wall, to watch it &lt;i&gt;shatter&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aHTq7mDc9mk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aHTq7mDc9mk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp;I need you like a heart needs a beat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too late, to apologize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-618825270882896734?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/618825270882896734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/618825270882896734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-effing-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5501906743018201685</id><published>2007-10-17T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T04:44:44.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT MY PHONE BACK! *is happy* i was quite surprised that they actually gave it back, didn't expect it to be so soon. haha, but i'm happy abt it of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;;DAMMIT JY I BLOODY MISS YOU CAN. come back quick *grumbles* i feel so highly lazy without you arnd to poke me and make me happy. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, today went to IMM with my sis. and. now i'm broke. again. and i reconfirmed my sister's ABSOLUTE&amp;amp;TOTAL lack of a sense of direction. srsly. how can you stand 3METRES in front of burgerking and still ask where it is? she was  FACING IT somemore.  blind as a bat, that girl. sighh. i was full of stuff to say like, this afternoon. and now i've forgotten everything. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. cheryl! haha i love your blogskin. its damn nice. freaky girl, you're too pro lah.&lt;br /&gt;i am in serious need of songgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;how tall did we stand;&lt;br /&gt;with the world in our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shadows and &lt;b&gt;regrets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5501906743018201685?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5501906743018201685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5501906743018201685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-my-phone-back-is-happy-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8088216880610079057</id><published>2007-10-15T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T06:03:19.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEAN&amp;amp;JANE&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;VICTORIAHENG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. expect really really belated presents. =) jy, &lt;i&gt;i hope you're having a good time&lt;/i&gt;. hahaha man. this morning i went to ICA to get my new passport. biometric. OMFG CAN. i have officially resigned myself to looking like bloody&lt;b&gt; godzilla&lt;/b&gt; for the next five years. very. srsly. friggin. ugly. =( went ps aft that. saw the misswhatever shop. wlau its damn ex lah. although the&lt;s&gt; clouds&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;b&gt;clothes.&lt;/b&gt;are quite nice. something's wrong with me lol. oh yeah. i went to the new marinasq. called velocity...? or something. its full of sports shops and it has like friggin ulu toilets. took me and my sis superlong to find one. and. i cannot wait for sweden XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;                   faith is knowing one of two things will happen:&lt;br /&gt;                  There will be something solid to stand on,&lt;br /&gt;                  or you will be taught how to &lt;b&gt;fly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm, i'm happy now =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8088216880610079057?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8088216880610079057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8088216880610079057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-belated-birthday-jean-and.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7830396398555947207</id><published>2007-10-11T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T08:28:13.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah, its like 11.30pm now. i have guides tmr. WAGGGS. which i srsly need to pass. and i have no uniform to wear. its WET. x( today was a bad day. the weekend's gonna be worse. i am so not looking forward. and. i don't like chinese chess. feeling really down now, and i don't know why. don't feel like sleeping, and i think i walked like 10km up and down my house today. i want chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7830396398555947207?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7830396398555947207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7830396398555947207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/10/hah-its-like-11.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4449273332839272320</id><published>2007-10-10T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T04:45:30.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting, as I'm wanting to.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking as I'm spoken to.&lt;br /&gt;Changing to your point of view.&lt;br /&gt;Fading as I follow you.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;Save me for another day.&lt;br /&gt;Break me. It's the game you play.&lt;br /&gt;Hate me as I turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice lyrics. bad song. and awful band. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha tday went to lot1 sakae with daph and jy. the two worst best frinds in the world. (snorting into your egg is NOT. repeat IS NOT!! any example of a dignified and helpful response.) goodness lah. &lt;i&gt;needs no explaining hmm.&lt;/i&gt; and the invention of a new word by jy - &lt;b&gt;futhead&lt;/b&gt;. its supposed to be a cross between funny and fathead. i dont get it either :D anyway. now i'm so full i can't even eat dinner lah. buffet! haha, after serious overeating and overordering of that.. chawamushi? or something, some gross egg thing that they both like and persuaded me to try so it wasnt actually as gross as i thought it would be. yes. i think we all gonna suffer from indigestion xD hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann i think my mum is alot slacker with me now. she didn't even raise objections to me going out. ohwelll. shall not push my luck. i love my mum, srsly. she's waay too nice to me. she bought me bubble tea again tday! so its kinda a good thing i was too bloated to want bubble tea after sakae huh... i just thought of something. sakae is wine right, and sushi is sushi. so sakae sushi would be.... nevermind. weird thought train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got guides this fri. rah. no mood lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate listening to chinese songs and loving the song without knowing what the person is actually singing, you know. *mutters* and jy and daph! you evil pigs. laugh at my unprodedness. fine luh. jy, you might as well migrate to china or something. you gonna be spending so much time there! sheesh. i dont think i'll like china if i ever go there. i want to go to japan again. meh, i want to go on holiday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. i'm bored. and srsly stuffed. i feel like a turkey. i'm never going to buffet with daph and jy ever again! (eat so little!? buffet for what! NAH. *dumps 3 plates of sushi on table*) shudder. and i dont even &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; sushi. srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp;the&lt;b&gt;lies&lt;/b&gt;i&lt;s&gt;weave&lt;/s&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;oh-so-&lt;b&gt;intricate&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4449273332839272320?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4449273332839272320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4449273332839272320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting-as-im-wanting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1979005372518513201</id><published>2007-10-09T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T02:42:29.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent been allowed to use the comp because its my bro's Nlvls.&lt;br /&gt;and my phone got confisticated&lt;br /&gt;and i failedd. eoys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fumefume*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fumesomemore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodness lah. i'm freaking depressed. SOMEBODY buy me a phone please. ugh. can't believe i did so freaking badly. ok. shant say anything. in case it starts another long rant from the totally unqualified jy who groans about not getting As while the rest of us are dying or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so. went out on fri. &lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt;. despite having to take those lousy neoprints. (i hate neoprints. grah, i look so awful) haha i ate quite alot. then daph, cheryl, jy&amp;amp;me went to redhill. and i proceed to be totally lost lost for the next one hour or something because noone wants to speak english to me. which just goes to prove how noob i am when it come to...HDBs? cheryl insisted it wasnt a heartland, and i was all, theres a coffeeshop! and HDBs! how much more heartland do you wanna be? and jy called me...something which i forgot which apparently means i'm spoilt and sheltered or something. (&amp;amp;jy, i CANNOT BELIEVE YOU ACTUALLY.. with ziliang.) cough. i had a really weird dream about that you know. haha anw. met my family at ps for dinner+shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and on monday went out with jy. and the redcrossers (sarahs, pearlyn, vicky.) ate LJS again. yummy =D vicky! you ABnornal person. i'm so not emo okay. although the jy in the toilet thing was..highly amusingg xD rc ppl are so fun to hang out with youknow. like how they totally canot decide ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh, let's just crash sarah's house lah"&lt;br /&gt;"BUT THERES NOTHING IN MY HOUSE TO EAT!"&lt;br /&gt;"vicky's house?"&lt;br /&gt;"but she doesn't have zoo tycoon"&lt;br /&gt;"i'm broke. BROKE!"&lt;br /&gt;"waffletown"&lt;br /&gt;"NO I DONT WANT."&lt;br /&gt;"aiya lets just go KAP lah"&lt;br /&gt;"but i DONT KNOW how to go home from there!"&lt;br /&gt;"can we just go orchard?"&lt;br /&gt;"let's just get on the first bus that comes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something like that lah. with alot of violent protesting and whining on pearlyns part and bimboticality on vicky's part and much imaturity on the sarah's part. haha, and with random interjections from me and jy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, so we get on the bus. and ended up at LJS because "their meals cost $3.90! i only have $4 leh..." *coughcough* talking to ppl from redcross never fails to leave me highly amused. although i would rather be in guides than redcross. no punishments, and its slack. although i do have to go for some quiz thing on 27oct. mygoodness  lah do i look that free to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i want a new handphone. i can't get it back until the bloody 3rd of january or something and jy keeps &lt;b&gt;rubbing it in&lt;/b&gt;. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;decimated dreams.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1979005372518513201?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1979005372518513201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1979005372518513201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-havent-been-allowed-to-use-comp.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8256261547767402135</id><published>2007-09-19T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:33:38.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i want to be good and stay away from my computer of my own freee will, and all my f*ing bookmarks disappear. favs, if you use IE. *muttermutter* I'M FREAKINGG PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm gonna fail EOYS. X'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell me did you sail across the sun&lt;br /&gt;Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded&lt;br /&gt;And that heaven is overrated&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8256261547767402135?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8256261547767402135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8256261547767402135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-i-want-to-be-good-and-stay-away-from.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-72120638236327447</id><published>2007-09-17T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T04:45:36.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm resolving to be good. &lt;i&gt;ha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said resolvations currently consisting of me setting my alarm to 9am on sunday morning, waking up at 10 after pressing snooze 6 times, spending one hour reading the papers, another one hour polishing my guitar, half an hour restring said guitar, 2hours playing the piano and 0hours actually doing homework/revising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm gonna log off the computer in 17mins time. yess i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres this &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt; which has been keeping my mind from exams, my mum, wonderful person that she is, bought my sis a &lt;i&gt;lantern&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a loud, obnoxious, inflatable flashing singing LOUD spongebob lantern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ahm. gunna. kill. eet.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-72120638236327447?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/72120638236327447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/72120638236327447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-resolving-to-be-good.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6470022458973532189</id><published>2007-09-12T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T03:49:45.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah, i'm damn suay. i have 3 blisters on the &lt;i&gt;bottom of my foot&lt;/i&gt; from playing captainsball. how freaking lame is that man. i need to buy shoes that fit. went for the physics lecture thing, it was damn cool lah! the speaker is damn good. damn funny. it was super super interesting, all the stuff he did. after that jysarahvicky&amp;me wandered around looking at all the cool stuff. and the ubercool thing outside macs, this musical instrument kinda thing with the little balls... okay. that sounded really wrong. but it was ubercool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYEAH. i just remembered psycho. we watched it during litlecture. everyone was like 'yeah!yeah!' when they asked if we were sure we wanted to watch. and ______ went, 'i don't think they know what they're in for!' so, everybody thought it was some super scary murderscene or something (we're studying all the tension and atmosphere stuff what) urm, turns out its actually quite lame. i thought i wasnt scary. and this is from the person who thought lion king was scary. &lt;i&gt;that was 10 years ago okay.&lt;/i&gt; but really, i had the vague impression it was um, a horror show. clearly i need to reevaluate my thought processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. i just came back from dinner. i've come to the conclusion that i have the most amusing sister in the world. might have something to do with the fact that she knocked herself out falling down in school like 2days ago and drove my mum into hysterics when she fainted and didnt wake up =) so today, my mum wasnt eating dinner with me and my bro and my sis. cos she wanted to wait for my dad to come home first. and she was asking us about whether we left food for them. and she kinda talks to herself and doesnt listen to what we're saying. and my sis, she was spouting all kinds of crap. like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha  &lt;i&gt;noo&lt;/i&gt; we ate all the rice! the GRAINS are GONE. taken by the wolves. you have nice legs. remove those tights! my nipples explode with delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;honestly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6470022458973532189?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6470022458973532189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6470022458973532189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/09/hah-im-damn-suay.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4816909504616944644</id><published>2007-09-07T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:54:49.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahh yesterday was super tiring. &lt;i&gt;i seem to go out alot.&lt;/i&gt; haha, but yes. went to the immigration place to change my passport pic. turns out you're not allowed to anymore. so. we had to apply for the new kind of passports. some biometric something. dunno lah. my mum called it an exercise of extreme stupidity. cause you have to fill in this complicated form, and stick some receipt and photo and i dunno what lah. so we spent super long trying to get it done and its costs like 70frikinbucks to get a passport, how nonsense is that. grah. after that we went to west mall for lunch. and then home. and i slept. for like 45mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i had to wake up again and go kkh for my yearly appointment with the nice docter with his philippino other doctor who will tell my mum that theres nothing she can do and i'm not in any danger of dying. hahh, my mum's damn funny. and kkh is damn funny too. we went there to register for the xray i think. and there were like 6empty counters. so i just walked up to one. and the the person was like, 'scan the barcode!' me being blur, i'm all, what barcode man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out she meant the one on the letter. its actually a sticker you have to get first by going to register somewhere farr away. sighh.  just to do one thing you need to go to like 947674306 places to register here and there and dunno what lah. anyway. i spent so long looking for the freaking scanner thing. it was like outside the door so fine, i scanned the barcode. and it prints out my &lt;i&gt;queue number&lt;/i&gt;.  and i go back in and she's like, 'now i can see you' my mum was so amused at the thought of having to waste time on some pointless exercise to obtain a queue number when there&lt;i&gt; no bloody queue in the first place&lt;/i&gt; that she just sat there and laughed while i was having a hard time talking to the counter person. i tell you, hospitals are so confusing. i think the counter person was highly annoyed by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. so after alot more wandering around and waiting here and there we finally finished the stupid appointment. went shopping with my mum (at the hospital. how loserish.) and i bought a book! its called &lt;i&gt;loser&lt;/i&gt;. really. its called loser. haha but its quite a nice book. and then we cabbed to marina square to meet my dad and sibs for dinner. and shopping. (i &lt;i&gt;really, really &lt;/i&gt;need to stop spending money.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at my homework. and its all not done. =( sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4816909504616944644?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4816909504616944644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4816909504616944644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/09/hahh-yesterday-was-super-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-812155668379084613</id><published>2007-09-04T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T06:33:40.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v284980tqhWyR3W&amp;id=anonymous&amp;amp;player=videodetailsembedded&amp;videoAutoPlay=0" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT TO WATCH THISS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, chris evans FTW. he's damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he played the human torch in f4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died laughing when he started &lt;i&gt;steaming&lt;/i&gt; when he walked out of the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love jonas brothers&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;clickfive's new singer. lovelove. today is a good day,  despite chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pek is officially the funniest person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrlau: "so where do we get the chloride ions from?" (as in hydrochloric acid)&lt;br /&gt;pek: the HYDRO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-812155668379084613?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/812155668379084613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/812155668379084613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-want-to-watch-thiss.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1244428015787059763</id><published>2007-09-01T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:11:45.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehh. i finally got my comp back. after like. ...a few days. hahaha so i can't survive without it. its so &lt;i&gt;silent&lt;/i&gt; when the computer's not on becasue i dont like listening to my mp3 at home. but it was a productive few days, yes. if expensive. i think i must have spent 100+ on friday alone. haha went plaza sing after school and i dragged cheryl along with me to buy art stuff. so i have something to do this whole week. (&lt;i&gt;bored!?! BORED!?! my dear girl, do you have any idea how many things there are to REVISE. AND HOW MUCH HOMEWORK THERE IS?? *nagnagnag*) &lt;/i&gt; haha i think she was horrified at my laziness =D and now i want to go back there because i just found out theres actually &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; art shop there. i dont get it with art shops, they're always stuffed somewhere ulu in the mall and i takes so freaking long to find them even when you know they're there. *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to west mall after that. shopped sommore. its my mum's fault luh. (just give me 30mis!) and that was after we ate dinner. she stayed at the shop till 9pm, blah. so me and my sis were walking up and down and wasting money. haha i bought a eeyore pillow. i love eeyore xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did half my emath mockpaper. which was like due last week, but thats not the point... and i cleaned my table. it looks so neat and tidy now lah. then again, knowing the kind of person i am, its gonna get all ugly and disorganised the minute i find something else to do. hahaha ohwells. i'm actually really bored now. despite all the things i could potentially do. i'm feeling sick too. ahhh. hate this flu-y thing. i keep sneezing nonstop, damn annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i just rediscovered my love for veggietales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3S38aq2GAQ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3S38aq2GAQ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...i don't got no belly buttonn.&lt;/i&gt; love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1244428015787059763?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1244428015787059763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1244428015787059763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/09/ehh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6027963184336037765</id><published>2007-08-30T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T04:35:16.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SO &lt;i&gt;PROUD&lt;/i&gt; OF MY PATROL!! ahh. darlings. i smsed them last night to bring their money today and all of them remembered! eh, soso proud. haha. minus marks for stoopid frances cos she didnt pass it to me and i had to waste recess looking for her. grrr. her name's in my notebook two times alr! this means that shes so naughty i gotta chase her all the time to hand up things. nyehh. bad junior! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today's weather was super the LOVE, all rainy and windy and cool =) love it when the weather's like that. i love rain and cold weather. ahaha. and my holiday trip has just been confirmed! 2weeks!! ahh, so happy. happyhappyhappy. hahaha. &lt;i&gt;alliteration&lt;/i&gt;. lameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i've got like $600 in my bag right now because all of us couldn't find ms chan after school. i think the other teachers were kinda pisssed, what with the numerous every 10 mins may we speak to ms chan please. hahaha nevermindd. its alot of money. i'm worried about it. but not as worried as when we did our I&amp;E proj. cos that kind of money, i can't afford to lose. if i lose this, still can lah. haha. rahh. tmr's ACES/teachers day and we still get lessons! lecture, to be precise. on chem somemore. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was honours day. we got scolded for being unkimgekly. i think it happens every year. i missed piano for the second time in a row =( sad. i like piano! &amp; my teacher's kinda pissed alr. must go for like how many makeup classes during the hols. rahhh. i wanna go out tmr! i reallyreally do. &amp;amp;i'm thinking of getting myself a job =/ hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hot. hotter. hottest. monsoon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6027963184336037765?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6027963184336037765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6027963184336037765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-so-proud-of-my-patrol-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5901716487695811598</id><published>2007-08-24T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:22:01.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiight. i'm back haha. ytd was...interesting. cip at sgh! all cos of leongjyy. rahh. daph showed up to laugh at us for 2hours before leaving with her bf. wow daph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a notebook ytd! hahaa. must release all the pentup artistic muses. blame chem, i havent touched my notebook since like sunday. but now i have a new notebook which i want to use but cant since i havent finished the other one. quite paththic realy. i've been using it since &lt;i&gt;JANUARY&lt;/i&gt;. i was telling jy that having 8months of your life condensed into the pages of one little book is...weird. well. notebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/Rs-ryqLooGI/AAAAAAAAACE/4XqL_ioQiSQ/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/Rs-ryqLooGI/AAAAAAAAACE/4XqL_ioQiSQ/s320/Image058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102485789638959202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it says 'love is not a victory march' =DD i'm super proud of it. (&amp;you can see my ubermessy desk in the bg. hahaa xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note. mrtang caught me sleeping in class. him: "why is your nose touching your book?" me:*represses urge to say something stupid and get self booked* jy was going on about how maybe it helps diffusion of info into your head. if thats that case i should be damn smart lah. head in close proximity to textbook all the time. &lt;i&gt;not the point&lt;/i&gt;. hah, tday's a happy day. though i woke up late for tuition. my teacher didn't say anything. not that she ever does, but i managed to get most of my math work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i found a damn nice song. its from shrek. the weirdness lah but its really nice =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VOgJiDGDzD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VOgJiDGDzD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5901716487695811598?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5901716487695811598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5901716487695811598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/aiight.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m3UtbBylfmo/Rs-ryqLooGI/AAAAAAAAACE/4XqL_ioQiSQ/s72-c/Image058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4257189489516975287</id><published>2007-08-23T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T06:15:57.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; take a gun called hate up against your heart, and pull the trigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;into &lt;s&gt;oblivion&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stalks off to emo.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4257189489516975287?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4257189489516975287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4257189489516975287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/take-gun-called-hate-up-against-your.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4567716799252996564</id><published>2007-08-23T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T02:33:56.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tsubasa! OMG. i'm melting into a huge puddle of incoherent disbelief. *snarl* CLAMP kills my brain too much. thank goodness chemtest is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iceskating is fun. haha and i'm really glad i have jy to help me hahaa. daph is just scary &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;really important&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4567716799252996564?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4567716799252996564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4567716799252996564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/tsubasa-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4427680981583250835</id><published>2007-08-20T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T05:50:53.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heheh. iceskating. was fun =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read uglies tday. jy's gonna get me pretties and specials! yeah. if its nice, i might buy the books =) hahaha. quite interesting la the story. anyway. i still havent done my zuowen yett =( howhowhow. who wansta help mee? nobody i know hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iceskating was fun. saraht and cheryl got hurt thou. ouch. and cheryl was all, 'it should have been my right hand! them tmr no need take geog test!' right. and she was all crying and laughing at the same time and we were so worried. anw. i'm damn tired. stoopid 173 drove &lt;i&gt;right past the stop&lt;/i&gt; even though there were 2 people flagging the bus. @#$^ lah. make me wait for another 20mins or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history proj, jy's being stressed and i feel like i'm slacking compared to her. which is like. so true. anw, JY. YOU GOTTA COME MY HOUSE TMR OR STAY BACK OR SOMETHING. please please or i'm dead for chemtest. &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was something really important i was thinking about just now. but i can't remember what it was =( short term memory loss man. grah. and it was &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;important too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4427680981583250835?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4427680981583250835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4427680981583250835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/heheh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5643501442834303866</id><published>2007-08-17T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T06:44:18.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it wouldn't matter to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;humphh. today was a bad day. i blacked out during th &lt;i&gt;national anthem&lt;/i&gt; freaking embarassing. &lt;i&gt;daph said she saw me&lt;/i&gt;. and gr is how far away from my class? anw i was like, &lt;i&gt;despite the fact that all i could see was black and uh, &lt;/i&gt; weird flashy colours &lt;i&gt; still had time to consider falling on sarah &lt;/i&gt;. haha at first i'm like, national anthem. cannot move lehh. and by the time it reached the school song, i'm like forget it man. &lt;i&gt;i'm dying.&lt;/i&gt; so. unlike jolyn and her swayswayTHUMP. i decided to squat down. (so much smarter than her man) and then it started raining and everyone chonged for shelter. and i was like. &lt;i&gt;my brain is so gonna fall out of my ears any minute.&lt;/i&gt; grah. i feel really tired now. i can't believe i managed to survive today. i hate feeling all wobbly whenever i stand up. walk around. and i'm like, better find jy incase i fall down. wth lah. but thanks anyway. to lw and jy for helping me with my bag. no thanks to sarah and vicky's suggesting i lie down and 'elevate my feet'. &lt;i&gt; no freaking way.&lt;/i&gt; guides was quite horrible. i wanted to go home. but i didn't think i could take bus home cos i would faint somewhere ulu and nobody wld care =( so. chinese test was majorly screwed. guides? i failed WAGGGS. how &lt;i&gt;stupid.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;stupid, stupid, stupid.&lt;/b&gt; all i've eaten in the last 24 hours is like a spring roll,  a chicken wing and a bowl of fish soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think lack of food makes me blackout. the last time i felt like this, it was the day after OBS. i woke up at like 4pm the next day after not eating since i just fell into bed after getting back. but then i was at home. so i just went to sleep again. grah, i so wanted to sleep througout today, everytime somone talked to me i was like...&lt;i&gt;must focus!&lt;/i&gt; and everytime i try to focus i'm like damnit lah. stop swirling around. D= today wasnt a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side, i went to 7eleven. bought those small boxes of cereal and a whole packet of biscuits and 4 bars of chocolate. so i won't starve tmr. &lt;i&gt;actually, it'd be quite cool if i fainted during tuition.&lt;/i&gt; heh. i'd like to see what my teacher does. she'll probably think i've fallen asleep though. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random. but i think i'm actually optimistic by nature. i seem to be able to comfort myself and get happy again even when no one cares. or maybe its the rain and the books and the chocolate. can't stay in  a bad mood when you have all that with you =D i &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; in a bad mood when i got home. stood in the shower crying for a long time over nothing and everything. ( i know, wasting water.) hurh. but then after i ate my soup i went to read my book. its a nice book. meant for like p4s cos its a really old one, but i like it loads and it cheered me up. haha so i'm childish, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;i know i'll be okay;&lt;br /&gt;though my skies are turning &lt;s&gt;grey.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5643501442834303866?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5643501442834303866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5643501442834303866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-wouldnt-matter-to-you-humphh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5448037942090016998</id><published>2007-08-14T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:54:34.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amath! myGOSH. what a LOUSY TEST. make me study so hard like end of the world or somethingg and you come out with &lt;i&gt;three&lt;/i&gt; lousy binomial theorem questions! add the marks together not even enough to fail! AND the qn i have the most problem with is like the graph one lah! which i am so getting wrong. but i still feel proud of myself, for being able to finish ALL the questions in the order they were set! hahaha. meaning no "eh, dunno, skip.....skip...." hahaha and coming back later like 2mins before times up to crap some shitz answer that makes no sense at all. therefore. you can conclude that i thought the test was easy. but its not really easy. easy in the way that after you do it you're like. hmm, okay. and a few hours later you start having second thoughts and when you get it back you're all omfgwhut? &lt;i&gt;how can do until so badly huhh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but who cares. i get binomial theorem! i totally get it! haha i'm damn PROUD. but theres chem next week. there was a list of the things tested. and its like 1.to8. or something. and i'm like still at -4!! havent even reach zero yet hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and this is now dedicated to shayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU LOUSY SHITZZ YOU. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO CLEAN THE GUIDEROOM WITH ME! THEN YOU &lt;i&gt;FORGOT&lt;/i&gt; AND CONVENIENTLY WENT HOME HUHH! YOU SUCK, SHAYNE GOH!! grahh, damn loser lah. i was waiting on the door step of the redcross room because i'm apparently not &lt;i&gt;authorized personnel&lt;/i&gt;. and then jy and cheryl were there too! and this weird person suddenly ran up, stamped and started blabbering to the redcross noticeboard in malay,  and we're all like, huh.  but then she reached the end of her blablabla and said sarahcheongma'am! &lt;i&gt;hahaha&lt;/i&gt; omg i think sarah was damn embarrassed buy our laughing. poor junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniggers* i'm kinda high at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5448037942090016998?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5448037942090016998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5448037942090016998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/amath-mygosh.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-3175880274190082426</id><published>2007-08-13T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T05:36:02.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amath test is first lesson tomorrow and jas hasnt started studying yet! this is mainly due to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) her extreme stupidity. technically speaking, i've been studying for about 30mins. and i still dont understand  @!*? binomial theorem&lt;br /&gt;b) her extreme stupidity. #^&amp;* binomial theorem!&lt;br /&gt;c) her extreme stupidity. &amp;amp;amp;?$@^%(*^#!^&amp;_$*+#$? binomial theorem!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, fri was great! =D haha love y'all. cept for the homer thing. which i so dont get. i was like, no, i'm not like homer, and my sis is all, but you're fat and ugly. hurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and vicky tagged me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end, you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;#1! my brain lags. like alot.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. if you say something to me, i'm all like '... ... ... *finally responding*' hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2! i don't like twilight/new moon/eclipse much. or at all&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that everybody else likes it. meh, i think its boringg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3! I'm scared of gory things.&lt;br /&gt;like blood, horror movies, and jy's/my dad's awful descriptions of Texas chainsaw massacres/minor surgery procedures (...and then i twisted his toenail off.) &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4! i love SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;seeing snow makes me feel like giggling like a  sevenyearold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5! the person who randomly invades my mind the most is JY.&lt;br /&gt;really. i saw this pencil case that had the word EMO and blood thingys on it and i was all...jy... hahaha. and then when i saw the &lt;i&gt;tablefull of eclipse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6! vicky and jy are &lt;i&gt;amusing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most amusing people i've ever met. "but chicken is not meat!" "harh? then the goat, is mutton?" omfg. listening to them talk is like...i don't know. amusingg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7! i think little snowboarders are cute. and little skiers are spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;i saw this kid snowboarding once. he was like 10 or something! man. cool. and kiddie skiers hog the slope and drop their poles all over and make me feel like  @#$%^GRRRNGH. move, will ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8! there's this thing about guys i cannot standd.&lt;br /&gt;they either pester you &lt;i&gt;nonstop&lt;/i&gt;, ignore you, laugh at you or piss you off. oh, and they dont know how to &lt;i&gt;apologize&lt;/i&gt;. properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9! roses are the L-O-V-E. chocolates too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10! this probably doesn't count, but @%!# binomial theorem.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-3175880274190082426?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3175880274190082426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/3175880274190082426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/amath-test-is-first-lesson-tomorrow-and.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8686741017780802969</id><published>2007-08-08T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T05:16:58.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>national day! the tiredness. =.= and i was just thinking. that i actually like my guideU alott=D ahahaha &lt;i&gt;jas is so lame&lt;/i&gt;. but its true luh. cept that its kinda hot cos its so thick, it makes me happy when i see the ncc and redcross with their weird uniforms (remembers vicky's high belt. haha) and i can't have my stripes cos i dont have my silver =( and i have like how little badges cos jas is lazyy. hmmm. i dont really care lah. but i think guides. changed me alot. (wow. i'm gonna start &lt;i&gt;reflecting&lt;/i&gt; now.) but really, it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. my smart&lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt;sister got into trouble in school again. thanks to her, i couldn't go out tday. man she better not screw up my fri or i'm gonna do violent things to her. wlao. this girl hah, super the pai kia one okaay. (omgsinglish) grah &gt;( i'm very angry with her. i bet she's gonna get suspended soon. well. she should have been a loong time ago cept that my mum always goes to beg the principal not to expel/suspend/report her her to the police or whatever. (see? this is called favoritism) if i ever got into trouble like that she'd prolly be all like, whatever, i don't care. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadd isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways. &lt;i&gt;back to national day&lt;/i&gt; the jap vips were super cute. and super polite. and super nice. unlike *coughcough* certain other vips *cough* who try to make things difficult. shall not elaborate. lets just say i can so see why people get this &lt;i&gt;impression&lt;/i&gt; of scgs eh. (did you know our alumni room has aircon and massage chairs?) we ought to get those for the cca rooms xD not. omg yes. GUIDEROOM! eeyer. what do you get when you elect 3 useless qms? eh. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt; if you look into the guideroom you'll see. its full of weird unidentifiable...things. on the floor. and things in the cupboard. and things, in general that nobody has any idea what they're supposed to be used for. =D msgoh's gonna kill us. &lt;i&gt;fellowqms.&lt;/i&gt; like hello. we gotta do something man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember this super repeated warning in guides: whatever you do, ms tan will find out. &lt;i&gt;ehh.&lt;/i&gt; i wonder if she reads my blog xD quite a scary thought actually. scary in a amusing way. i think its fun to know what people think really think about you. what they say to other people but never to you. (okay, so i'm weird.) i think my mum just recently realised this or something. one random day she was all like, what do you wanna be when you grow up? and me, being all deep and profound, &lt;i&gt;oh, i don't know&lt;/i&gt;. and she gives me this long hard look. the look that says, why didn't i ever give you up for adoption. you're wasting all my money y'know. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you were there when i needed you.&lt;br /&gt;you were there when the skies broke wide, wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;brokenskies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8686741017780802969?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8686741017780802969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8686741017780802969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day-tiredness.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2605061915624185301</id><published>2007-08-06T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T06:19:08.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no time to relink now peoples! tmr.&lt;br /&gt;eh, farewell was ok. i thought it was screwed like donnowhatshit but since the seniors thought it was ok, i'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;FoP was the LOVE. i dunno, to me it seemed like there was a huge difference. i feel like my faith's been renewed =) really happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;phys poster finally done!&lt;br /&gt;birthday card done!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas is gonna go out on fridaay. if my mum allows. she prolly will lah *praypray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and tsubasa 162 is the &lt;3 as well. although its disturbing morbid in the people turning cannibalistic and slicing other people into two lengthwise sorta way. (and then the sliced persons hair/blood fell off and started drifting around. talk about yucky man.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha its nice k. go read it. and tday, jy was telling us the disturbia story. (vicky! - *shingshing* waves ruler) haha vicky is the funniest person ever. ("something touched my neck! I SWEAR SOMETHING TOUCHED MY NECK!!") try your hair, vicky xD haha omgok. i gtg =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2605061915624185301?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2605061915624185301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2605061915624185301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-time-to-relink-now-peoples-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1517067298840217776</id><published>2007-08-01T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T01:21:59.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is HAPPY DAY. HAHAHA. i passed my chinese blocktest! manymany loves xDD &amp; i did surprisingly well for history! happyhappyhappy. &amp;amp; since trig is now over (so screwed, but who cares) i finally have time for FAREWELL! which is not exactly a good thing. it gives me headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i'm onto my 3rd panadol for today? grah. *bashes slideshow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;let me tell you why, I would die for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1517067298840217776?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1517067298840217776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1517067298840217776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-is-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-2579987305272571785</id><published>2007-07-31T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T04:26:27.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who intelligently left her ting xie list in school today? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO STUDY MANN. summore chinese is first tmr. so screwed. &amp;amp;i'm realizing how my brain cells apparently lack the capacity to understand TRIGO. rahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-2579987305272571785?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2579987305272571785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/2579987305272571785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/guess-who-intelligently-left-her-ting.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-846612601585962382</id><published>2007-07-28T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:04:48.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jy: i DID pray, ok. i'm just telling you, youre kinda slow cos it was in th papers like how long ago.&lt;br /&gt;tingting: thankyou! haha&lt;br /&gt;felicia: yep relinked!&lt;br /&gt;vicky: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to friday. I'M SUPER ANGRY WITH YOU, LEONG JY. FOR PANGSEHHING ME TO GO TO THE LIM BOON KENG TALK ALL BY MYSELF. omg i'm super pissed with you okaay. Dx because of you i felt miserable th whole afternoon. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then cheryl was having fun kicking my chair during th talk (like whatever lah) haha we had to do total defence gold presentation. &amp;i found out that my thumbdrive has a trojan in it. =( &amp;amp; my antivirus cant detect it, grah. so pissed with the thing i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha had guides on sat too! we did outdoor cooking and we ate the pasta and stuff that we cooked for lunch. super FUN lah. i thought it was fun. and jan's chungkoling is super cute lah. her squares are tiny. and mine are  huge. due to the fact that i cant aim properly xD hahaha but after that i was tired like shit luh. my sis went for dsa on sat too...hope she does ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-846612601585962382?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/846612601585962382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/846612601585962382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/jy-i-did-pray-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-8788920651629194246</id><published>2007-07-26T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T04:07:40.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>has anybody read the news today? one of the korean hostages has been killed =( i feel so weird inside, when i read about it. and the rebels have given another deadline, or they will kill the rest too. its so horrible, so sad. just gotta keep praying =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-8788920651629194246?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8788920651629194246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/8788920651629194246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/has-anybody-read-news-today-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5318985851175860834</id><published>2007-07-23T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:22:59.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>personalised m&amp;ms cost $12 per 200g (approx) with a min order of 800g, and thats in american dollars. get your calculator out, jy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a guy is willing to spend that much money on a girl who prolly doesn't like him in return, thats when he earns the right to say he loves her. (it also earns him the right to be called absolutely, crazily despo. but i'm not complaining. i mean, i get to eat the m&amp;amp;ms xD) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit lah now I'M craving m&amp;ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;MS!!! *whimper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. well. i'm supposed to be doing the stupid slideshow which isnt actually progressing anywhere besides me dumping a whole loads of transitions onto the photos. arghh. it needs to be 10 times longer than it currently is. omg. i'm never gonna finish it, i'm gonna get may to get me help! grah. and its not like i'm good at doing all this mushy nonsense things anw. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking. if i'm materialistic. some people say i am. *cough* i suppose i am in a way. but its like, if you like someone. you wouldn't care if he was rich or not. you'd prolly love him for who he was. but if you don't like someone, the only reason you would go out with him  would be if he were rich. so thats like....half materialistic and half not. i'd rather have a rich boyfriend. then he can buy me chocs.  hmmm. somebody could always give me her m&amp;amp;ms since she doesnt APPRECIATE them. but its kinda weird eating your name luh. but...chocolate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry. sucks lah. i have a million other things i should be doing but i'm not exactly motivated enough to start. i need some motivationn. i need sleep too. i'm damn tired lah! and hungry. omg. i'm gonna die of overeating at macdonalds really soon can. i keep eating fries. transfats. unhealthy things. not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3+ and i'm still in school and i'm asking myself, &lt;i&gt;why so loser one.&lt;/i&gt; sighh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5318985851175860834?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5318985851175860834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5318985851175860834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/personalised-m-cost-12-per-200g-approx.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5509129730964489872</id><published>2007-07-23T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T04:56:03.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today my mum fell down while she was out with my sis =( &amp; now her knees are all scratched and hurt. i feel bad cause i cant do anything and they're bleeding. well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr we have career talks! how fun. haha and i gotta do my stupid slideshow thingy. &lt;i&gt;4.2 meg. anybody care to sort through 4.2meg worth of pics for farewell with me? sighh.&lt;/i&gt; gotta do it by tonight sumore. so &lt;i&gt;nonsense&lt;/i&gt; lah. hahaha anw. i saw th programmes ppl at th guideroom after school tday. haha all the scissors disappeared from th guideroom! *is amused* and we have like how many pairs of scissors please. haha i have no idea what they're gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had games day tday. all throughout all i could hear was azid screaming like some maniac. like, JAS, DEFEND! SARAH GOGOGOGO VICKY!!! so on and so forth nonstop. throughout like everybody's game. what a &lt;i&gt;loser&lt;/i&gt; (see azid? i made th word loser in italics. specially for you) xD hahaha omg. suanable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes anw. this is so FTW luh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm going to be a &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;pirate.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt; I'm going to buckle a &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;thousand swashes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; a day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG th &lt;3  XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5509129730964489872?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5509129730964489872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5509129730964489872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-my-mum-fell-down-while-she-was.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6508098011435752808</id><published>2007-07-21T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:54:40.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomg my brain is BURSTING. i just read the summary of hp and th deathly hallows on wiki. haha. sounds... not very good. but i'm still interested to read the book la xD so anw, yes. choir concert was not too bad, just really tiring. specially on sat cos there was no ncc to help us to carry tables haha. went to this gelato place called swirl with hannah and munling after th concert on sat. and both of them were obsessing over the durian icecream =.= whatever luh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so yeahh. i'm really tired. and sarah keeps trying to make me put weird mushy songs on our farewell slideshow. ahh whatever. tiredtiredtired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when its all said and done;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6508098011435752808?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6508098011435752808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6508098011435752808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/zomg-my-brain-is-bursting.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-5432376329123886101</id><published>2007-07-19T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T04:52:15.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VICKY!! AHH I LOVE YOU. hahah. LOVE YOU TOO JY =DD hope you recover from your stomach flu quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i helped a bird! =) it was like..walking around my front porch looking traumatized. and it couldn't fly and i didn't want the cats to eat it (theres alotta strays at my house.) so i brought it into my house in a shoebox. and this morning i asked mr tang to help. he told me it was like...too young to fly. so he put it out in the bio gardens, hopefully it can find food and learn to fly. its called a spotted dove i think. yepps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. turns out there was no guides tday so i went home for piano! i have zidu and tingxie tmr and i haven't studied yet. eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs! &lt;i&gt;evergreens.&lt;/i&gt; hah. lol jy, go away if you think they suck luh&lt;br /&gt;falling out - reliant k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what turned to gold now turns to rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;learning to breathe - switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dying to breathe in these abundant skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;you make me feel - jeremy toback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;like falling down is falling up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easier to lie - aqualung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its easier to never have to look you in the eye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling off the face of the earth - matt wertz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i keep forgetting to; keep you an arm's length away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october skies - waking ashland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shattered dreams from broken wings of love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderwall - oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that the fire in your heart is out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't smile very well. I'm not used to it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;sighh. its a happy sorta broken heart =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-5432376329123886101?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5432376329123886101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/5432376329123886101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/vicky-ahh-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4353783287810642531</id><published>2007-07-17T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T05:51:32.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;tired.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate my lunch at 7pm. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i have guides tomorrow again&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; theres a history test on thurs&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i have no time to study&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my comp's being seriously screwy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i failed my amath test&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; jy got like 52-1 and she thinks its not fantastic&lt;br /&gt;&amp; DAMMIT JY I'M DEPRESSED.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i gotta apologize to _____. (jy PLEASE remind me.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i'm very depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, &amp; i want. so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain's so broken i'm going incoherent, damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;. my life is seriously falling apart. help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;look around, when your heartbeat's empty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i can't even feel my own heart beating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4353783287810642531?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4353783287810642531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4353783287810642531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1747653261938387891</id><published>2007-07-14T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T22:53:05.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jas is &lt;i&gt;happy.&lt;/i&gt; hahaha went shopping yesterday! bought 2 pairs of cargoes and a thumbdrive. which i dont really need, but its like 2G and bigger than my mp3 xD yeahh. i'm happy. and so sugarified from all the nonsense sweets i've been eating. hehe. i kinda forgot about physics until like now. just thought of it. hmm. but i'm going to church now. i'll just stdy tmr. HAHA omg i think the sugar kinda killed my brain. hahaha. i'm damn high now xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; the difference between for now and forever &lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1747653261938387891?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1747653261938387891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1747653261938387891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/jas-is-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-6037410050791668926</id><published>2007-07-13T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T06:02:24.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>azid!! you're so full of nonsense you know =D i dont get you at all. but i'm not giving you free food anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOLYN KHOO! I'M GONNA BAN YOU FROM THE GUIDEROOM!!  XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today's been a frikin BAD DAY. RAGGHHH. ='( i was like tortured tday. i had to go make my IC early in the morning and then i went for piano. and lunch. and then tuition. and zomg i was so tired and so looking forward to tonight&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;i didn't get to go after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side =) i ate a doughnut for breakfast! (the calories! and the sugar! my mum was all, you're gonna get diabetes. and i'm all, SUGARR.) *looks at diet drowning far, far away* sighh. who am i trying to kid anw. i'll never successfully stay on a diet for more than a day. humphh.  and i had piano and i practised ytd so i could play the song! and my teacher was so happy haha =) hmm i love my piano teacher AND her son is like the CUTEST LITTLE BABY EVER. omg he keeps smiling! he's like some model baby or something, he never cried. he just smiles and... squeaks and drools happily all over th place. omg but he's CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so dead for guides. i'm like looking at my guide book, and im all, mmhmmm. yeah. ZOMG th shitness. i'm never gonna pass things like topo! which i've alr failed three times. which most of th leaders have failed three times. i suppose, leading to ms gohs extreme doubts regarding our...whatever. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas is gonna emo and angst in her little corner noww. (see jy. bad influence.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-6037410050791668926?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6037410050791668926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/6037410050791668926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/azid-youre-so-full-of-nonsense-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4808902087932257324</id><published>2007-07-12T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T05:20:17.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guides ended at 7 tday. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tired.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i'm so overcaffeinated i think my brain is broken. haha at least the board looks reasonably okay... BAH.  hahaha  but then i nvr knew guides could be this interesting. *smile* strangely. i'm beginning to like it alot more now that theres more to do. oh and i've been assigned to quarter mistress! haha omg. i'm like so not neat can! shaynes like my fellow- HAHA. the guides room is so dead. thank goodness theres charmain arnd to kinda..manage things? LOL. hmmm i'm kinda bloated now. just ate my dinner/lunch. i was so HUNGRY i almost died during the meeting lah! although ms goh brought lotsa food for us, i cldnt eat cos i had sore throat sighh. there were chips! and some weird sweets. (alberta was all..."GIMME THE GREEN! - eh, you can have the ginger ones." -.-!!) lol. she and tiara and kim came for awhile to sit and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw...tired. yes. *swoons* i SO need chocolate right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4808902087932257324?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4808902087932257324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4808902087932257324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/guides-ended-at-7-tday.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-473175513549063875</id><published>2007-07-10T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T02:32:52.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;smile&lt;/i&gt;likeyou&lt;s&gt;mean&lt;/s&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem and emath, i'm gonna fail. but its all over now so i'm not gonna do anything about it. i dont care. &amp;amp; i absolutely cannot WAIT for friday! hee hee despite the IC and tuition (maybe i can fall sick, heh) FRIDAAY. =D zomg. i'm so undepressed now its scary. hah. i learned the difference between &lt;i&gt;disinterested&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;uninterested&lt;/i&gt; today. =) improve my english! hahah as if lah. i was reading 8days. this is PROOF that it is educational okaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha went to the comp lab after school with cheryl and jy tday. for a SHORT while. checked the guide profiley thing out, MAN i'm like so gonna be... -.-!!! lol. "you often think about humankind and its destiny. yes or no?" hehh. and apparently i AM LIKE 1% THINKING. is that supposed to mean i'm stupid? hahaa XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-473175513549063875?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/473175513549063875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/473175513549063875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/smile-likeyou-mean-it.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-9215006233099169133</id><published>2007-07-09T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T04:51:22.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my uncles getting married!! hahah yeah finally. i'm torn between utter hyperness and depression over tmr's chem. bluddy chem. *contemplates the possible catastrophic consequences of &lt;i&gt;jas&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;dress&lt;/i&gt; in the same sentance* hmmmm =D chemchemchem! say goodbye to jas. hurrh. i was looking forward to friday just now, but now i gotta make my IC and go for tuition =( man i'm stressed! humphhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aand omg i just wasted like how much time? i havent started chem &lt;i&gt;not a single bit yet&lt;/i&gt; and i have only 2 more hours to study unless i wanna attempt waking up at 4 again (like the suddenly eyebagged daph haha) *starts looking for textbook* wahh shitness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-9215006233099169133?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/9215006233099169133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/9215006233099169133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-uncles-getting-married-hahah-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-1390698873064232379</id><published>2007-07-08T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T00:52:05.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>miss emoshit IS LIKE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; CLOSE TO CARVING HER BRAIN OUT WITH A KNIFE. (or her wrists out, whatever.) srsly. if looks could kill i'd be dead. somebody PLEASE tell me whats tested for emaths. like NOW. D'X  ZOMG THE SUICIDE CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;whywhywhywhywhywhywhyME.please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, the difference between redcross and guide proposals is simply SHOCKINGG. redcross ones go up to 100 pages? and guides. hah. 10 pgs is alr considered alot. *muses* i realised on friday that guides is only slack cos the leaders all work hard. i'm kinda in awe of ppl like jan and sarah and shayne. heh. they really work like damn hard i guess to make sure everything runs well. and its a huge thing actually. theres like over a hundred guides 0.o leading to amanda's wonderful 'can we not do recruitment? whats the point? everybody will still join guides anw.' haha yes. absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jy and cheryl just called me to tell me how absolutely stupid i am. yes. fine. whatever. i KNOW IT ALREADY. i'm gonna fail maths and work at macs for the rest of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-1390698873064232379?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1390698873064232379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/1390698873064232379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/miss-emoshit-is-like-this-close-to.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4209829540248177734</id><published>2007-07-06T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:56:48.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know like 15 mins ago, i was one big pile of emoshit. (maths! OMG) and now i love my piano =D time stops when you have music, i dont know how i'd ever survive if i were deaf. and, i'm so failing a and e math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;idreamaboutyouallthetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4209829540248177734?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4209829540248177734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4209829540248177734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-know-like-15-mins-ago-i-was-one-big.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-7996013900510583005</id><published>2007-07-03T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T04:34:29.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0bK63uSTTNs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0bK63uSTTNs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i laughed so hard i almost died xDD its the FUNNIEST thing in th world. srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the shittiest day ever. shall not elaborate =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-7996013900510583005?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7996013900510583005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/7996013900510583005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/07/omg-i-laughed-so-hard-i-almost-died-xdd.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11867007.post-4369524311221907233</id><published>2007-06-29T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T21:04:16.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>campfire! supertiring. and it rained, PFT. but the scouts were all superenthu =D haha so it wasnt too bad. they helped us with the tables and chairs and all that. feel kinda bad actually. jan got scolded in front of everybody by ms tan. cos the 2 acsses didnt turn up. and well, alot of things went screwy and overally it wasnt a very good campfire. IT RAINED. man. and before that, we had enrolment in th field and it was so bloody hot i think i got heatstroke or something. and then 10mins after the fire was lighted it STARTED TO RAIN. omgtheshitness. daph and jocelyn came. xPP neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what! i got promoted! HAHA super unexpected, and well. unexpected. lol. dont know whether i'm happy about it or not. i wonder who th hell wld even vote for me la =/ i dont really think anybody actually knows me at all? hahas. well i'm super tired. oh and our pw was the coolness =D *falls asleep*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11867007-4369524311221907233?l=elvenwings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4369524311221907233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11867007/posts/default/4369524311221907233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elvenwings.blogspot.com/2007/06/campfire-supertiring.html' title=''/><author><name>elvenwings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13525522015505855714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
