<?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-20131713</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:48:23.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>; i'll give you my dirrrty little secrets.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-114019293075564857</id><published>2006-02-18T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:15:30.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit happens. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; for tolerating my crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pon. pon. pon. favourite hobby of the moment. but ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;replies to tags:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deena: hey hey hey! so what did you put down on the option form? (:&lt;br /&gt;ftm: dey! alamak dey. eh! i miss you lah. never see you so long sia.&lt;br /&gt;ryanne: yeah yeah! abercrombie and fitch all the way! (:&lt;br /&gt;iktia: YOU! YES YOU! because of you now everybody call me pon star! alamak dey!&lt;br /&gt;pingsiew: HAHA(: thanks babe (:&lt;br /&gt;lesterr`: one. dont try to fool me with kfc badge. wth. two. i think he went to school on vday while i didnt, so, we didnt really meet you see. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;shams: HEY YOU! (: why oh why.&lt;br /&gt;limwwei: MAT! (: haha. sending you a bucket of love too! HAHA! *peep peep!* bucket sent.&lt;br /&gt;wanqi: wah you lame. HAHA!! (:&lt;br /&gt;ashikin: BANANAshikin! you PANGSEH me and abigail lah! PANGSEH! PANGSEH! PANGSEH! YOU organise ah! (:&lt;br /&gt;tky: YOU ARE SO GAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. HAHA!!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;fonsbaby: hey babe. whats wrong? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;every little thing that you do, baby im amazed by you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-114019293075564857?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/114019293075564857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=114019293075564857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/114019293075564857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/114019293075564857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/shit-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113992852164953899</id><published>2006-02-14T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:50:36.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentine's day.</title><content type='html'>i would like to thank &lt;b&gt;miss abeeegaaayyyylllll tan&lt;/b&gt; for being my valentine. i love you more than any words can express (: basket you. thanks for the elephant (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i cant even imagine what my world would be like&lt;br /&gt;if you werent in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're like a breath of fresh air&lt;br /&gt;unlike anybody else i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're always full of common sense&lt;br /&gt;and able to lift up my spirits,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even in those times&lt;br /&gt;when i'd swear &lt;b&gt;i was all out of smiles&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our relationship gives me&lt;br /&gt;the freedom to be myself&lt;br /&gt;and speak my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;knowing i wont be judged.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your spirit of fun and optimism&lt;br /&gt;is refreshing and a good influence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet you still have the ability&lt;br /&gt;to cut the chase&lt;br /&gt;and put things in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i think it's your combination of&lt;br /&gt;fun, charm, sincerity and honesty&lt;br /&gt;that makes you such a unique&lt;br /&gt;and interesting person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ADD SO MUCH TO MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;and to my world, and i appreciate you&lt;br /&gt;MORE THAN YOU KNOW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks. im a sucker when it comes to sweet stuff. you got me right at the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my part-time stead gave me this poem. and i would like to dedicate this back to that person. you know who you are. ILOVEYOU!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so touched when i read this in the bus just now lah. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;can i curse and swear? even the people who never frown will eventually break down. how true.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113992852164953899?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113992852164953899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113992852164953899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113992852164953899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113992852164953899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='happy valentine&apos;s day.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113984103896977667</id><published>2006-02-13T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:56:22.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;why am i so stupid.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113984103896977667?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113984103896977667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113984103896977667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113984103896977667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113984103896977667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/argh.html' title='argh.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113983764255569379</id><published>2006-02-13T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:34:02.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random questions.</title><content type='html'>say five random things about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i love myself. i really do. HAHA. whats new.&lt;br /&gt;2. i love those who loves me. yes (: im surrounded by wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;3. i am wearing a white billabong shirt and pink boardshorts. damn obiang can.&lt;br /&gt;4. i am easy to please. &lt;br /&gt;5. i am damn gullible i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i will never marry a smoker.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;lets see how it will work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had solid concrete evidence that supports #5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO ME LATELY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i ALWAYS believe hannan's lie of him being in MALAYSIA when its god-damn obvious he's not.&lt;br /&gt;2. i fell for the simplest trick ever. shant elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;3. i ALMOST believed that there's a &lt;b&gt;macdonald survivor badge&lt;/b&gt;. wtf. thats the stupidest thing ever. okay, thankfully, its almost.&lt;br /&gt;4. i fell for a radio interview. well, it was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;5. i BELIEVED THAT &lt;b&gt;dickson chee&lt;/b&gt; exist. -shakes head sadly-&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;and i had a very entertaining late night conversation last night. my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. happy valentine's day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;and for those people who has no valentine, its okay lah. celebrate the freedom of being single. quite sad i know, but at least, you know that i love you all still. HAHA (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113983764255569379?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113983764255569379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113983764255569379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113983764255569379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113983764255569379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/random-questions.html' title='random questions.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113983509608345688</id><published>2006-02-13T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:51:36.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post.</title><content type='html'>i &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; submitted my choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully hopefully hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you. if i dont get my first choice im going to be real upset.&lt;br /&gt;and its not going to be pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;please pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113983509608345688?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113983509608345688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113983509608345688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113983509608345688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113983509608345688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/random-post.html' title='random post.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113975592718808496</id><published>2006-02-12T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T23:20:01.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results is out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i will still keep praying for -HAHA!-&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love &lt;b&gt;abercrombie and fitch (: &lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are out.&lt;br /&gt;i swear the WAITING IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LONG. my goodness. oh. went to pp mac in the morning. I HATE IT WHEN I AM AT LOSS FOR WORDS. nausea. and others were just in the mood for reflecting - like &lt;i&gt;what if.. what if... &lt;/i&gt;. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and top girl in national level is from cedar. i thought its ME sia! [-LAUGHS!-]MUAHAHAHHA. fonnie IS ALL ready to treat me whatever i want if i were the one. HAHA. right right. shew also. so bad right? like confirm not me, thats why they dare to bet they will treat me to whatever i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fons: YA YA! IF YOU ARE THE ONE, I BRING YOU TO PARAGON THAT RESTAURANT! VERY EXPENSIVE ONE! YOU CHOOSE WHATEVER YOU LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-faints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak. nevermind. i will get top for alevel. i am giving chance you see. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. i stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to school, my goodness, i dont want to mix with hyperventilating people. damn i swear they are contagious. so i went to lay down on the bench. damn not-feminine but who cares. we're in cedar (: i cant do it anywhere else. yes, and got a call. from guess who. sheesh. anyway. went to the hall damn early, sat right infront, my goodness, i thought the cameraman can just zoom in my pimples. HAIYOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. and i actually cried when i told my mommy my results. my gawd. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the first person i told my results is ABIEEGAAAYYYYLLLLLLL dearest. my gawd my gawd. we were hugging like anything then finish hugging then &lt;b&gt;there's this person who asked us to hug again cos she wants to take photo. &lt;/b&gt;what the crap. DAMN ANTI-CLIMAX CAN. but we did anyway. (: we're nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest...&lt;br /&gt;let me just keep my feelings to myself. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. anyway! I WENT INDON STRAIGHT AFTER RESULTS (: HAHAHA. shopping paradise i swear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im practically eating off my parents' money. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i simply &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; my daddy. i think its true that &lt;i&gt;absence makes the heart grow fonder&lt;/i&gt;? the fact that he always fly here fly there makes me love him even more. you know we went out i never leave his arm one. HIS ARMS SO NICE TO HOLD ON TO LAH. he only lets go to hold on to my mommy's hands. oh man. danggg. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my mommy also. HAHA (: she rocksrocksrocksrocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! i went for total pampering sessions. my goodness. and so many people msged me while i was there lah; then when i replied i was overseas and they need to pay 10 cents for every msg they stop msging. HAHA. but of course people like FONS still msg me. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snaps back to reality*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i have &lt;b&gt;NO IDEA&lt;/b&gt; where i should go. the next person who asks me how much i got or where i should go is going to get it. im so sorry. i have been enduring for damn long already and its getting annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i seriously dont know what to do. parents giving me freedom to choose. my goodness. sheesh. oh btw, their first reaction when i told them my score, &lt;b&gt;WAH. WHY YOU SO SMART?? &lt;/b&gt; -faints. i dont think its THAT good , but yes, my mommy says, BANYAK-BANYAK ALHAMDULLILLAH ! yes yes. so ALHAMDULLILLAH. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. damn funny lah i swear. yep yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deadline is wednesday 4 pm. die. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY HELP ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113975592718808496?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113975592718808496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113975592718808496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113975592718808496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113975592718808496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/results-is-out.html' title='results is out.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113945975903190003</id><published>2006-02-09T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:53:30.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH YEAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 438px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="397" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v354/dreamzgirl89/NYjc/DSC03646.jpg" width="548" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a picture says a THOUSAND WORDS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;especially this one (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;replies to tags&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didi: YAH RIGHT LUHH! i can imagine you scared i black-face you. my ultimate weapon. i know you dont want to kena! HAHA. no worries, i wont bully you luhh! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin: yes. its for wearing. and as for you: AS A SHOW-OFF ACCESSORY TOO (: HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limwwei: MAT! AIYOH! WHY SOUNDS SO FORCED! AND THANKEWW FOR THE VDAY CARD! SO SHWEEET! LOVE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatima: HUH minah! what thing? i dont get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fons: Yes dear. HAHA (: not as biatchy as some people can already. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pingsiew: WALAOOOOOO!!! alamak deyyY! i so hurt-ed siaa! HAHAH(: and i still say you look HOT! see i so nice! (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiz: YES! YES! girls soccer all the way! and i cut and paste the girls soccer photo from your blog you dont mind right? right. THANK YOU! AND WHAT YOU MEAN BY PHOTOGENIC AHHH? THAT MEANS I LOOK UGLY IN REAL LIFE RIGHTTTTTT??? MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA (: no lah. i look nice real life and in photos. HEHE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean: yes. this song damn addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashikin: BANANA!!!!!!! AARGH!!!!!!!!!! i miss you!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh. and im in school again (:&lt;br /&gt;i tell you school computers rock luhh. i cannot take it (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since today is thursday, let's review the whole chain of processes again.&lt;br /&gt;thursday=slacking day= more than three hours break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so our weekly routine every thursday is to sneak out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and for the first time since history, we experienced our first FAILED ATTEMPT to get out of school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no macs breakfast for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the gate has some sensor or sth. sheesh. damn annoying.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, suddenly there's this security guard that came out of nowhere and guard the gate. and the other side gate? HE LOCKED THE DAMN GATE WITH A PADLOCK. AARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;so we resorted to watching grammys in the library. destiny's child so &lt;u&gt;HOT&lt;/u&gt; my goodness. then it got boring so we decided to watch vcd. &lt;b&gt;Hotel Rwanda&lt;/b&gt;. damn nice can. I HATE RACISTS. i really do. sighs. sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i had a bad day. hope someone turned it all around for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;b&gt;nervous&lt;/b&gt;. sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113945975903190003?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113945975903190003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113945975903190003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113945975903190003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113945975903190003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/yeah-yeah.html' title='YEAH YEAH'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113945779483189312</id><published>2006-02-09T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:08:29.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(: photos galore</title><content type='html'>HERE I AM.&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's my bloved CT0604//&lt;br /&gt;of course with mr yeo - the CHER STRIP CHER ! and he's a good geog teacher i swear(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 479px; HEIGHT: 372px" height="275" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v354/dreamzgirl89/NYjc/DSC03641.jpg" width="478" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAHA! this is a spastic photo. again - with JEANIE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 237px" height="275" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y153/Alvin89/CT0604/PIC_0001.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i so love econs (: &lt;b&gt;ECONS ROCK&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 451px; HEIGHT: 289px" height="363" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y153/Alvin89/CT0604/PIC_0012.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and girls' soccer team. MAN, i look damn sweaty. actually, i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 440px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="306" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v354/dreamzgirl89/NYjc/NYjcgirlsoccer.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. the life in nanyang (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113945779483189312?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113945779483189312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113945779483189312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113945779483189312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113945779483189312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/photos-galore.html' title='(: photos galore'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y153/Alvin89/CT0604/th_PIC_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113936942685413105</id><published>2006-02-08T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T11:30:26.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tags.</title><content type='html'>by the way, i can juggle &lt;b&gt;3 balls&lt;/b&gt; already. YAY. 47 more balls to go to my &lt;u&gt;oh-so-sexay-red-adidas-jersey&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FONS: yes dear. i love you and our late-night oh-so-long talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINGSIEW: OH MAN! i think you are getting darker my dear. HAIYOH! (: HAHA. but still HOT. tanned lah dey(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEIYING: YES MS RYANNE! so sorry. HAHA. okay then, ryanne is the name (: LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIDI&lt;/b&gt;: HEY DEY! my goodness. i only want to pass you my &lt;b&gt;good&lt;/b&gt; genes, which is like 99.999999999% lahh. the only bad gene is the own-goal thing. yep(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatima: MINAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! i love you so much lah dey. HAHA(: and why you quit soccer? you only told me you quit touch rug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr shams: yes mr shams. AND DIDI! IM GOING TO KILL YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113936942685413105?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113936942685413105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113936942685413105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113936942685413105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113936942685413105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/tags.html' title='tags.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113936785854080933</id><published>2006-02-08T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:38:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fugly biatch.</title><content type='html'>and so, i just finished reading my fonnie's entry and i simply &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; it to bits and pieces. (: SMILES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO MISS FONA CHOOCHOO : your entry is simply &lt;b&gt;fantabulous&lt;/b&gt; its beyond words. HAHA (: my goodness, anyway, i was in my school's library when i read your entry and i thought i can just get chased out by my favourite ms. librarian-the-biyatch for laughing uncontrollably in front of the comp. but nevertheless, your entry rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps,&lt;br /&gt;oh. &lt;br /&gt;on a random note : i think my CT is pervertic.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, there's &lt;b&gt;kaiyang&lt;/b&gt; who shows &lt;b&gt;kevin&lt;/b&gt;'s underwear to the class.i dont know why he brings underwear to sch for, another evidence he's screwed up in the brain. &lt;u&gt;in front of the teacher&lt;/u&gt;. and the girls are present there please. its damn hilarious i swear. oh wait. its light blue. and he made this comment : LUCKY I NEVER BRING THE PINK COLOUR ONE. -faints. so gay can. and kevin just swing this another swimming &lt;u&gt;trunk&lt;/u&gt; around with his forefinger instead of keeping it in his bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. to the three boys : &lt;b&gt;kaiyang, kevin, and alvin chee jia wei&lt;/b&gt;, i know you are surrounded by pretty girls, be honoured.&lt;br /&gt;to my other CT-mates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;huiyen&lt;/b&gt; : CHER! CHER! STRIP AH CHER! [and she said that to a &lt;b&gt;male&lt;/b&gt; teacher.] ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jasmin&lt;/b&gt;: MY JASMIN! dont pretend you dont love me lahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jean&lt;/b&gt;: JEANIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. favourite name to call! (: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lim wwei&lt;/b&gt;: MAT!!! I LOVE YOU MAT!!!!! love love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shuenlin&lt;/b&gt;: yes dear, SO DO YOU have a boyfriend or not? MUAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shuffy&lt;/b&gt;: YES SHUFFY! YOU ARE THE ONE person who knows all my nicknames given by dearest PYING(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tiying&lt;/b&gt;: HAHA! YES! i know you love me now! so honoured lah dey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wanqi&lt;/b&gt;: pro! we play soccer next time okayyyy? we will thrash the boys i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;minmin&lt;/b&gt;: MUAHAHAHAHAHHAH! MIN MIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dont be so scandalous lah. aiyoh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yu zhen&lt;/b&gt;: DARLING YU ZHEN! YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU ! AND YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME! MUAHAHAHA. dont deny it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i went to visit staff yesterday. my goodness. damn shocked when i heard it. sheesh. then stayed a while, talked cock, sing song, play mahjong. hmm, not really. HAHA. we just really caught up. i met my &lt;b&gt;PYING&lt;/b&gt; and damn, i think she grows prettier? HAHA. okay, if she reads this her head is just gonna burst. MUAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mr shamsofcourse came alone! i feel so bad lah. but at least good eh, can entertain my staffystaff! (: sorry lah dey, next time i dont pangseh okay! (: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, staff! GET WELL SOON! LOVE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. long entry. waiting for GP. slacking in ny. like &lt;b&gt;wads new?&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113936785854080933?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113936785854080933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113936785854080933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113936785854080933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113936785854080933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/fugly-biatch.html' title='fugly biatch.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113914036546225195</id><published>2006-02-05T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T19:52:45.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because you live (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;let the stars shine for you,&lt;br /&gt;you will find no trouble to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;let your mind rest in peace,&lt;br /&gt;for tonight at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will sing you to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i will sing to you...&lt;br /&gt;i will sing you to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for tomorrow is a new day.&lt;br /&gt;let it start with shining grace...&lt;br /&gt;go to sleep...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;u&gt;dying&lt;/u&gt; to listen to how it will sound. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh (: HAHA, i &lt;b&gt;overslept&lt;/b&gt; on saturday morning. was supposed to go for &lt;i&gt;dragonboat&lt;/i&gt;. HAHA. until ikhtia called me i was like DANGGGGG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. pardon me, but i was so &lt;u&gt;drained&lt;/u&gt; from soccer on friday that i just had to sleep in early and woke  up late. and i just found out from &lt;b&gt;FYNETTE KOH&lt;/b&gt; that there was another dragonboat training today. whoopie. i so didnt know about it i swear. dang. i feel like rowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, talking about fynette, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO ALL OF YOU KNOW THAT HE CHANGED HIS NAME TO &lt;b&gt;AVON&lt;/b&gt; ??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know. tell me about it. so apparently in nanyang he's known as avon koh. he said fynette was girly but i think avon is not much better! HAHA. poor fynette. no worries, i still support you all the way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. and &lt;u&gt;soccer&lt;/u&gt; was so much funFUNfun. my goodness. i was, of course, slacking on friday's training, volunteering readily as &lt;u&gt;non-moving defender&lt;/u&gt;. whoopie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT? I WAS SO BLURRR I SCORED AN OWN-GOAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how &lt;b&gt;embarrassing&lt;/b&gt; was that? HAHA. but it was so fun man. my gawd. i didn know which side is my goal, so i anyhow kick in. then jerry strangled me after that own-goal performance of mine. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I WANT TO COMPLAIN! KIYOKO harrassed me! SHE PULLED DOWN MY SHORTS! AND SO MANY PEOPLE TOOK PHOTO OF ME STRUGGLING TO PULL UP MY SHORTS LUHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! just because i had an extra shorts underneath and my outer shorts is baggy... my gawd. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the senior soccer girls are funfunfun. of course the coach adores me. HAHA. kidding lah! DONT PUKE FIRST. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and coach was saying he would give this oh-my-gawd-so-damn-sexy red adidas jersey to anyone who is able to juggle &lt;b&gt;50 balls&lt;/b&gt; non-stop. HAHA ! i cant even juggle 2 please. i think it will either be kiyoko? emiko? angie? or any other senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and coach said, come on girls, if you cant juggle, might as well dont play ball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OUCH&lt;/b&gt;. HARSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and girls soccer always sound so wrong. come on lah. coach was asking us to call out our team-mate names before we pass the balls. imagine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; WHO WANTS MY BALL? WHO WANTS MY BALL?????&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were practically shouting that because there were so many balls and so little girls. damn funny i swear. coach and i were saying that THAT SOUNDS SO WRONG LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DO I LOOK LIKE A FRIGGIN HIT-TARGET TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;apparently yes, because i kept getting hit everywhere. pain lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh! dragonboat land training was not bad. keep you fit. i like it alot. HAHA(: i swear the dragonboat teacher is a friggin commando or sth. DAMN SOLID LUHH ((: i like! then cannot slack. HAHA. and my 2.4 timng super &lt;b&gt;DUPER&lt;/b&gt; LOUSY. embarrassing shit. AARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh! and i had 12/22 for my econs SPRING TEST! NOT BAD AHHH! despite the fact that i fell asleep during econs. im gonna frame it up on the wall. at least i handed my paper up okay? only 0.000001% of the people in the lecture hall DARED to pass up their papers. whoopie. im sure my econs teacher is PROUD of me. YIPPEE! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so: I HAVE CONCLUDED THAT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;econs is just logic made &lt;u&gt;complicated&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on. its pure common sense. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. for the record, i miss seeing my darlings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my banana darlings, FONS DEAR, MISS RENEE SOH, shewwwwww, gretel my love etc. gawd, i miss them so much. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and this is what you get when you ask VDAY Present from irritating guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : I WANT A VDAY PRESENT! -stomps and whines-&lt;br /&gt;them: WHAT VDAY PRESENT?&lt;br /&gt;them: VIPAVALI?&lt;br /&gt;them: VRISTMAS?&lt;br /&gt;them: STILL FAR AWAY WHAT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-slaps foreheads. but they are great source of entertainment i swear (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113914036546225195?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113914036546225195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113914036546225195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113914036546225195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113914036546225195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/because-you-live.html' title='because you live (:'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113886228893658909</id><published>2006-02-02T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T14:38:08.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results.</title><content type='html'>did i mention that i &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; thursdays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply because i have three hours break everytime and i will slack my time away. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results coming out.&lt;br /&gt;everybody feel it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113886228893658909?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113886228893658909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113886228893658909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113886228893658909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113886228893658909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/02/results.html' title='results.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113868697273588168</id><published>2006-01-31T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T14:09:37.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-work state.</title><content type='html'>MUAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my working days are finally over. it has its &lt;b&gt;highs and lows&lt;/b&gt; no doubt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakinah: &lt;i&gt;so aprie, what did we learn from &lt;s&gt;working&lt;/s&gt; for four days?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answers:&lt;br /&gt;a. we learnt that fauzie laily [thats sakinah's and ain's] and syed azmir &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; exist, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;b. we learnt and discovered many stoopid but thought-provoking games that were used to kill time. COME ON, we can just ROT if not for them for twelve solid hours.&lt;br /&gt;c. haha. yeah. and of course, entrepreneur skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;entrepreneur skills&lt;/i&gt;. yeah right man.&lt;br /&gt;our customers are middle-or-above-aged men. GO FIGURE. MUAHAHAHAHAHHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.&lt;br /&gt;the men there are &lt;u&gt;flirtsflirtsflirts&lt;/u&gt;. my goodness, if they are younger abit its okay, but come on. -pass me the sick bucket please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. let me reminisce the four days.&lt;br /&gt;we slacked on the first day. [met &lt;b&gt;some old pakcik&lt;/b&gt; who is a big flirt. BAHH. taufik? bullshit lah.]&lt;br /&gt;we slacked even more on the second day.&lt;br /&gt;[oh. yazid came. and he gossipped like anything with us. my goodness. i bet he felt like a celebrity]&lt;br /&gt;we kinda bucked up on the third day, sold quite a lot. [MET the stars. made friends with all the &lt;b&gt;makciks&lt;/b&gt; and yes, get free food. and made friend with a &lt;b&gt;hiphop boy&lt;/b&gt;. and being the no-shame person that we are, we straight away asked him to do graffiti for our names. ROCKING(: he's only sec4! HAHAHA!(: ]&lt;br /&gt;we did most work on the last day. we were on our toes most of the time. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to that person who blasted that ROCK-CUM-TECHNO-CUM-DANGDUT songs non-stop since we opened stall till we close shop, i dont know what to say. be more considerate can? my goodness. the four of us had to endure, seriously. AAARGH! annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and profit-sharing was a &lt;b&gt;bliss&lt;/b&gt;. we spent our pay in long-john.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i think i had a &lt;b&gt;bad sense of direction&lt;/b&gt;. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;okay. and the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after dragonboat practice on saturday, i was supposed to go bugis. and i got lost. WOW. i walked through the wrong exit of the national stadium, and i should have toured the stadium for at least &lt;b&gt;three times&lt;/b&gt;. i realy thought i look like someone tawaf-ing. AAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. it gets quite annoying cos there's no one and im tired. gah. annoying shit. and so i would like to thank the following people for helping me find my way out. &lt;b&gt;sakinah :D, aeebeeegaeeeeel, hannan&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;izwan&lt;/b&gt; also gave mental conditioning lah. HAHA, then i finally found city hall mrt after like an eternity. then i happily told sakinah that i know how to make my way to taman warisan from bugis mrt, BUT NO. and so, i was lost again. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our post-work celebration at long john, we wanted to go marina bay,then when we went down the escalator there was already a train, so sakinah and ain just rushed in then i kancheonged abit check the board, and i couldn find the freaking marina bay. i panicked and just shouted for both of them to come out, but they were signalling for me to come in. then maria also asked them to come out, but they were shouting &lt;b&gt;CORRECT! CORRECT!&lt;/b&gt; so i just rushed in, into the already-packed train. i got into a different cabin than the three of them. then when we came out they were scolding maria why she believed me cos i was always the one who got my directions wrong. i swear its so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i cant see the marina bay sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in &lt;b&gt;bugis&lt;/b&gt;. my goodness. its the freaking green line, so, its like duh, must change to city hall first. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the whole mrt was just laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will compass help?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113868697273588168?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113868697273588168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113868697273588168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113868697273588168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113868697273588168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/post-work-state.html' title='post-work state.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113855290023314368</id><published>2006-01-30T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T01:04:03.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FONNIE DARLING.</title><content type='html'>yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;by request&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1509/1991/1600/aprie%20fonnie%20further.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1509/1991/320/aprie%20fonnie%20further.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;happy cheapskatethree friends((:&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1509/1991/1600/happy3friends.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1509/1991/400/happy3friends.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113855290023314368?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113855290023314368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113855290023314368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113855290023314368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113855290023314368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/fonnie-darling.html' title='FONNIE DARLING.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113854966270288837</id><published>2006-01-29T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:58:10.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CNY(:</title><content type='html'>((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DADDY&lt;/b&gt;'s BACK! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY&lt;b&gt;HAPPY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after fetching daddy straight away went to work. NYAHAHA. AND GUESS WHO WAS THERE? &lt;b&gt;syed azmir and fauzie!&lt;/b&gt;. wahh. eh-hem, by the way, FYI, they are the finalists for anugerah, like the malay version of singapore idol or sth(: yeah. i never thought i would be so HOO-HAA over the whole thing because &lt;u&gt;i simply never was like that&lt;/u&gt;. yah (: &lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; i was &lt;u&gt;star-struck&lt;/u&gt;. really. my goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; I WAS MELTING INSIDE.&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sang damn nice lah. -shivers. shivers in a positive way though, like too nice till your heart melts like that. and me, being the &lt;b&gt;NO-SHAME&lt;/b&gt; person that i am, just took one chair from the side and sat right in front of the stage. i swear all the makciks and co. cum the teenage girls behind were trying to kill me. because i was late, and yet, i sat right in front. aiyah. who cares. who ask them not to be thick-skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i took photo with them. damn thick-skin lah but who cares. take so many times some more, and the makciks aka aunties behind me just kept making that CKKKK.. CKKKK.. noises cos i took damn long to take photos, kept asking them to re-take. sheesh. whatever man. HAHA(: THANKS TO &lt;b&gt;mariaaaaaa&lt;/b&gt; for sponsoring the camera. NYAHAH(: LUBLUBYOUUU(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;star-struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw alot sia. yesterday i met anita sarawak and khairul anuar. and today met them. HAHA. and the foreigners that came are &lt;i&gt;hawt, hawt, hawt&lt;/i&gt;. sheesh ((: i love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DEAREST &lt;u&gt;ABIGAIL&lt;/u&gt; is trying her darndest to annoy me now. MUAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA (: I LOVEHERTOOMUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i miss her. alot lot lot. dang. eh dey, come crash again leh.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyy, got distracted by abigail. hmmm, oh yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. IM SO SORRY, BUT ABIGAIL IS DISTRACTING ME AGAIN. AARGHHHH!! ABIGAILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1509/1991/1600/prom%20bananas.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1509/1991/400/prom%20bananas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;NUDGING COUPLE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sia lah// i wont pangseh lah deyyy. i love this photo alot.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay, anyway, happy chinese new year(: to those not celebrating, happy slacking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for dragon boat and i grew even darker. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photo that i found in my file. SHEESH. old times.&lt;br /&gt;FAIZAL : &lt;b&gt;come girls! surround me!&lt;/b&gt; damn spastic lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1509/1991/1600/resizedSQUEEZE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1509/1991/320/resizedSQUEEZE.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!shall upload my photos with my working girls &lt;b&gt;sakina, ain and mariaaa&lt;/b&gt;. and of course with my handsome mats(:&lt;br /&gt;HENSEM YOUUUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;thankew&lt;/b&gt; to FATIMA for the template ((: YAY! SHE'S COOL! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113854966270288837?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113854966270288837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113854966270288837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113854966270288837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113854966270288837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-cny.html' title='HAPPY CNY(:'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113837523394027422</id><published>2006-01-27T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T23:05:17.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLA!</title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;long time no update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;so as i thought &lt;b&gt;slacking&lt;/b&gt; time has arrived since there's like 4 days break. damn im wrong. okaay, so i went MIA -- shant elaborate. dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. went to work after that. no. wait. &lt;b&gt;slacking&lt;/b&gt; i mean. MUAHHAHA. dont you just love it? i get paid for slacking. this is the life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was funfunfun i guess. i fell asleep most of the times but i guess it was okay. HAHA. i always find entertaining things to do. MUAHAHAHAH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang out with &lt;b&gt;sakina, maria and ain&lt;/b&gt; today. slacked like anything okay. my goodness. and we gossipped and yes. WE ENTERTAINED OURSELVES. im a bloody good matchmaker. maybe i should consider being a professional one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got &lt;b&gt;dragonboat.&lt;/b&gt; and my leg is hurting lah. alamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;see you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113837523394027422?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113837523394027422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113837523394027422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113837523394027422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113837523394027422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/hola.html' title='HOLA!'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113764697597848469</id><published>2006-01-19T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T13:02:55.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp feast.</title><content type='html'>nyahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipping school for two days not really fun actually. miss out quite a lot. BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. camp feast was rather fine. except that of course, there are just &lt;b&gt;some people&lt;/b&gt; who just have to behave in such a disgusting manner i really had to endure throughout the whole duration of the course. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, booked in on sunday night. fetched the two lazy asses &lt;b&gt;didi and zul&lt;/b&gt;. aiyoh. yeah, then went eat, and pangseh zul! IM SO SORRY! NYAHAHAHA. i pangseh you got reason one okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. i am posted with &lt;b&gt;SIMINTHEGREAT&lt;/b&gt;. NYAHAHA. he's like &lt;b&gt;relek-sua-dont-stress-lah&lt;/b&gt; guy. best best. BUT HE PANGSEH ME ON THE SECOND DAY! ALAMAK. nvm, im a good and obedient apc, so no worries! (: HAHA. yes.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say about the cadets just that i was really nursing my platoon like a mother. sheesh. zul's cadets are SUPER cheeky i swear. must be learn from the senior one. RAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup. oh! i went to nee soon again, but this time, im not the casualty, but the cadets. HAHA. i was hoping to see the doctor that treated me the last time, but didnt get to. DAMNIT. HAHA. i wanted to say thankyou okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway. then sent one of the cadets back home. wothomas sent us. -yup. -nods head vigorously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp was fine i suppose becasue i hanged around with rocking good of people. &lt;b&gt;shew&lt;/b&gt; stick with me throughout the entire of day one, and we totally entertained ourselves okay. HAHA. achilles rocks. YEAH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, how could i ever forget my &lt;u&gt;gossip disciples:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[in alphabetical order]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jason&lt;br /&gt;shew&lt;br /&gt;zul&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. yes of course &lt;b&gt;fons and nick&lt;/b&gt; will still be updated eventhought they were slogging away in the central office. NYAHAH. &lt;b&gt;z.z&lt;/b&gt; also proves to be GREAT COMPANY, besides the &lt;b&gt;S4&lt;/b&gt; people like &lt;b&gt;kingkong, audi and sabri&lt;/b&gt;. they are super entertaining. and of course to &lt;b&gt;rocking cedar clts and boss &lt;/b&gt; - you know who you are (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uurgh. some people just had to need to act so disgustingly disgusting i just had to swallow my vomit back throughout the entire camp. ITS &lt;b&gt;PURE&lt;/b&gt; GROSS. im dead serious. -shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. and im in the sch lab now, gg for range later. i know. what the hell right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113764697597848469?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113764697597848469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113764697597848469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113764697597848469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113764697597848469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/camp-feast.html' title='camp feast.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113698619071500875</id><published>2006-01-11T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:36:58.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEAP THRILL.</title><content type='html'>HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was &lt;b&gt;super&lt;/b&gt; exciting and funn today man. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i have come to a conclusion that ny is not bad, as long as you have a rocking group of friends there. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. &lt;b&gt;cheap thrill&lt;/b&gt;. today was so gawd-damn exciting i swear i thought i was part of some mega blockbuster action movie. i never ran and giggled so nervously all at the same time so much in my whole life. kena caught by uncle security guard some more. HEH. &lt;u&gt;i shall not elaborate&lt;/u&gt;. we dont know. so its not really our fault. but now we know. so we had no excuse to do it again. RIGHT PEOPLE? HEH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i was late again to school today. okay fine. its not as if its a new thing. im late everyday for school. EH NO! I WAS &lt;b&gt;EARLY!&lt;/b&gt; today for the first time OKAY? omg. im so darn proud of myself. but its because the three of us, me , &lt;b&gt;adeline&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;lynette&lt;/b&gt; decided to cab early in the morning. as usual, lynette was being a &lt;u&gt;drama queeN&lt;/u&gt; entertaining us both.. she was groaning cos she cannot tahan want to go toilet. HAHA. AND SHE TOLD THE CAB UNCLE TO SEND US TO &lt;b&gt;HOUGANG&lt;/b&gt; AVE3 instead of &lt;b&gt;SERANGOON&lt;/b&gt; AVE3.. and the stupid thing is that adeline and i didnt realise and stupidly thought that ny is at hougang. bravo bravo. thank goodness, the uncle was smart enough and turned at the right turn, and so for the first time since i join ny, i dont have to sneak in by the side door anymore. ohwells, we did actually, but at least i was in time for MARI KITA! usually i came after they finished announcements and moving off to the diff venues okay! so first time sing mari kita. darn proud i tell you. HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lectures was alright i guess. its just that during gp, i had to &lt;b&gt;endure&lt;/b&gt; myself throughout the entire lecture. first, i need the loo, and i dont intend to be rude, so i tahanned all the way. sheesh. second, i was sitting right beside this super annoying unbeliveably irky guy who talked and commented &lt;b&gt;NON-STOP&lt;/b&gt; throughout the entire lecture. EVEN I CANT DO IT. &lt;b&gt;I REALLY THINK HIS MOUTH IS LIKE 7/11 OR STH. REALLY OPEN NON-STOP&lt;/b&gt;. and the worse part is he talked &lt;b&gt;rubbish&lt;/b&gt;. utter nonsense. SHEESH. i feel like slapping his face. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn. i realised how &lt;b&gt;rusty&lt;/b&gt; my math is when i attended the math lecture today. must polish up on my amath. aargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out with &lt;b&gt;sugu, jeanette and cheryl&lt;/b&gt;. CHEAP THRILL. we sure do know how to entertain ourselves. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. &lt;u&gt;some people&lt;/u&gt; whom i previously found entertaining cum funny is not anymore. ANNOYING is the right word to use. GROSS is also another right one. URGH. talk to the hand man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp yerp. anyway. i shant mention names. not NICE (: AND IM A VERY NICE PERSON. YESYES(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. we had CCA BAZAAR today. sheesh. i finally joined &lt;b&gt;dragonboat&lt;/b&gt; after so many persuasive people asked me to join. it looks fine, so i guess its okay. HAHA. and some cedarian asked me join &lt;b&gt;girls' soccer&lt;/b&gt;. ohmygawd. yes. i signed up. my brudder is just gg to laugh his head off if i told him. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. ADELINETHEGREAT, guess how many ccas she joined? OHMYGAWD I TELL YOU. I THINK ABOUT 8? its super funny i sweear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.dragonboat&lt;br /&gt;2.squash&lt;br /&gt;3.ODAC&lt;br /&gt;4.dance club&lt;br /&gt;5.guitar ensemble&lt;br /&gt;6.library&lt;br /&gt;7.touch rugby&lt;br /&gt;8. i cant remember! BUT I KNOW IT WAS EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the bus stop she was telling me she wanted to join PIANO ENSEMBLE AND CHOIR. BRAVADO! HEHE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! and yes. &lt;b&gt;camp feaaaaaaast&lt;/b&gt; is next monday and tuesday! HAHA. booking in on the afternoon before i guess? HAHA (: and boss fahmiii gave me a SCARE! its damn scary i tell you. sheesh. yay! quite excited for the camp. cedar clts gonna rock you BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! (: and of course, &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt; of cedar clts will rock too! (: you know who you are. i dont have to say. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yoU! and i volunteered to do sai kang on sunday lah. what a wonderful 2ic i am. yeahyeah. and i just realised there are alot of CLTs in ny, just that they are MIA cases. tsktsk HAHA(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113698619071500875?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113698619071500875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113698619071500875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113698619071500875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113698619071500875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/cheap-thrill.html' title='CHEAP THRILL.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113682125533519782</id><published>2006-01-09T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T23:44:31.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whateverr</title><content type='html'>okay. good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally &lt;b&gt;INSTALLED A NEW BATTERY&lt;/b&gt; to my clock which has been like DEAD since gawd-knows-when i swear. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it amazes me how it brought so much life to my room. like suddenly can hear ticking sounds. COOL RIGHT? NYAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeshness.and i bought a &lt;b&gt;calendar&lt;/b&gt; people. yes yes. a calendar. amazing eh. the last time i bought calendar was like ... um. okay. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today was a &lt;b&gt;fascinating&lt;/b&gt; day simply because i was late for school again. like no surprise. but i was with &lt;u&gt;three&lt;/u&gt; kancheong people who were so gawd-damn kancheong i cannot take it. keep telling them to relax. HAHA and fynette was being hilarious. SHEESH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i happily thought this week would still be games week! wow. then i like one kuku come school dont know the timetable. everybody apparently &lt;b&gt;printed&lt;/b&gt; out their timetable. wowieee. and then. i had my first lecture on gp. quite corny? ohwells.then SLACKED FOR ALMOST THREE HOURS WAITING FOR GEOG. WTH. adeline and i(: with karthini and friend did ___. BAHAHHAHA. okay.i guess i cant say it. ohwells. AND GEOG LECTURE WAS LIKE WOW-ITS-OVER-ALREADY? yeah. its super short. and lit was okay. typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp. went &lt;b&gt;cedar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;cedar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;cedar&lt;/i&gt;. my beloved cedar. HAD TO TAKE A CAB. sheesh. waste money. i know im a cheapskate. then went saw my &lt;b&gt;cheryl&lt;/b&gt;! whee! caught up with her for  awhile. gossipeed damn long lah. and i saw my fav canteen auntie! ohman! i miss cedar. yeah then talk talk talk talk. then went over to &lt;b&gt;fonnie, shew and youyin&lt;/b&gt;. apparently they had the same kind of shoes it was kinda amazing. HAHA. WE WNET OUT AFTER THAT. was supposed to watch movie to refund the other time i pangseh fonnie babehh &lt;u&gt;but&lt;/u&gt;. yes. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerrrps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite NUMB now. i dont know why. actually i know why but i dont know why. huh? im confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113682125533519782?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113682125533519782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113682125533519782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113682125533519782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113682125533519782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/whateverr.html' title='whateverr'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113664094512846340</id><published>2006-01-07T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:54:17.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress.</title><content type='html'>my first 2006 stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;boss&lt;/u&gt; is having so much stress now. and its &lt;b&gt;contagious&lt;/b&gt;. there are so many events, camp feasts, imt shooots, ranges, ncc open house etc. im quite freaked out now, just like he is. cos there are like &lt;b&gt;deadlines&lt;/b&gt;. and you know how DEAD the deadlines are when it comes to ncc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is, as the 2ic its my job to at least show my nose in these events but i have school. aargh. he has been doing everything you see. i would very much like to attend ncc, cos there are nothing much to do in sch too, since next week is SLACKING too. ookay. i have to get a &lt;b&gt;calendar&lt;/b&gt; first. get everything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pulls hair in exasperation-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, please pray for boss cos he's having so much things on now. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. &lt;br /&gt;random thoughts are just running through my mind. like endless strings and possibilities. its weirrd. sometimes. i want to know everything.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know &lt;b&gt;what this means&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know if it's real.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its keeping me awake every night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;but i cant never seem to keep up with &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113664094512846340?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113664094512846340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113664094512846340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113664094512846340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113664094512846340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/stress.html' title='stress.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113661461747261001</id><published>2006-01-07T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:16:57.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results!</title><content type='html'>AARGH! i really really really want my Os results to be good.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY REALLY REALLY. &lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel nausea.&lt;br /&gt;im so bloody nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aargh!&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im having &lt;u&gt;cramps&lt;/u&gt; again . and i &lt;u&gt;drank&lt;/u&gt; milk. wow. its the same as rubbing salt on wound. i have been curling up in foetal position and just rock myself back and forth the whole day. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please. please. please. let my results be good. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. suddenly, after watching ryan cabrera's show score [ btw. its good. watch it! ], i really feel like joining a band. not band band. BUT ohwells. you know what band im talking about. should be rocking! HAHA. anyone wants me? I CAN PLAY TRIANGLE! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i've given every moment i had&lt;br /&gt;still i can &lt;b&gt;never seem to keep up with you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're done with one mile, and on to another one thousand&lt;br /&gt;still I could never seem to keep up with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i know you'll be better off without me when i'm gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shine on&lt;br /&gt;you were made to shine on&lt;br /&gt;and you know &lt;b&gt;i love you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;even if we can or can't be friends &lt;u&gt;i'll be with you till the very end&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shine on&lt;br /&gt;you were made to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's keeping me awake everynight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can &lt;b&gt;never seem to give up on you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;send up a prayer&lt;/b&gt; and i'm on to another one thousand&lt;br /&gt;but i can never seem to give up on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nobody's wrong&lt;br /&gt;nobody's right&lt;br /&gt;keep moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna be alright love&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna be just fine&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna be alright love&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/20131713-113661461747261001?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113661461747261001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113661461747261001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113661461747261001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113661461747261001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/results.html' title='results!'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113661319035471899</id><published>2006-01-07T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:49:38.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation.</title><content type='html'>heyho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA(: i know everyone misses me so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I MISS YOU ALL TOO! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. and so i shall update you on what has been happening throughout my orientation. lalala. right on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation proves not to be as bad as i expected it to be. wow. yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;and so as days go by, it was &lt;u&gt;alright&lt;/u&gt; [i didn say greaat] i guess. rather fun i suppose. nyahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know nobody would believe that i actually &lt;b&gt;stoned&lt;/b&gt; on my first day at ny. i know. so unlike me. right? yeah. maybe it was already my negative mindset. but ohwells. it turned out that the first day was hell for me. i kept counting down the time to go home. yelps. and yes, sgt emilia and shereen were, "WTH are you doing here? get away from here. &lt;b&gt;FAST&lt;/b&gt;" ahahah. was actually comforting to see them around. yup. and then, i was barefooted since we were playing water games, so, i couldn be bothered to wear my shoes since my feet were covered with flour etc, so, i just straight away went to the canteen and just queued up to buy food. it happened that there were these two OGLs who were queueing right in front of me who were apparently &lt;b&gt;not happy&lt;/b&gt; that i was barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;COME ON. YOU CAN TELL ME STRAIGHT IN THE FACE THAT YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy crap. no. they were gossipping about me in chinese. sheesh. i figured the GUY was the one who was not happy, cos the GIRL was like "buyao lahh. buyao lahh." whatever man. ARGH. you want me to have a good impression of NY if you are literally  talking &lt;u&gt;about me &lt;b&gt;right in front of me&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/u&gt;. sheesh. i mean, if i dont understand what they were saying its alright, but i &lt;b&gt;understood&lt;/b&gt;. ITS SO GAWD-DAMN OBVIOUS. be more &lt;b&gt;discreet&lt;/b&gt; can? AARGH. yes. so, come on lah. you can tell me straight in the face. its annoying like shit. and BTW. i was not the only soul who was barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i buey tahan, and so i told the guy, "DONT WORRY. i will wear my shoes back. I UNDERSTOOD WHATEVER YOU'VE BEEN SAYING YOU KNOW." and walked off. bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met &lt;u&gt;didi&lt;/u&gt; to have dinner after that though. ahaha. with &lt;u&gt;fynette&lt;/u&gt;. haha. was alright. gossipping as usual. (: WHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day onwards was alright. second day was kinda hell too. third day was alright since it was at sentosa and my ah lian partner was funnay. yeah yeah. ahha. after that went to banquet and ate dinner. and we had a whale of a time. as in &lt;b&gt;ME, SUGU, JEANNETTE and CHERYL &lt;/b&gt;. yes. &lt;b&gt;racial harmony&lt;/b&gt;. we rock. ANYWAY. we formed the laughing club. HELL FUNNAY i swear. angela was quite confused but nevertheless, she was laughing too. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day was the best i guess. grand finale. yup. was funnay. cos oliver was as usual. was super funnay. he didn know he was being funnay. its just that me, sugu and jeannette just kept making fun of him. cos the thing is, he KEPT WANTING TO MAKE ANNOUNCEMENTS TO THE GROUP BUT &lt;b&gt;NOBODY&lt;/b&gt; listens! really. its super funnayy. he's from ncc some more. and he doesn know the hentak kaki cheer the count by the count cheer. super funnay. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disco night was alright i guess. the numa numa dance was funny. jeannette and sugu were teaching me the rocking numa numa chicken dance. and to think that we were plannin to pon. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH! my OGLs are nice people thankfully. CHEERS to wilson, yuching, angela. and to the elders : kah hui [yeah yeah. the banana man] and eric. oh man. eric is the nicest person ever i swear [and rich too. haha!] he ordered PIZZAS for the WHOLE GROUP. thats 4 boxes i tell you. &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; ice cream. wah. and of course to mat sir! (: HAHA. and yes. ncc rocks. HE CALLED ME &lt;b&gt;MINAH&lt;/b&gt; in front of the whole school lah. -faints. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113661319035471899?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113661319035471899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113661319035471899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113661319035471899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113661319035471899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/orientation.html' title='orientation.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113609339730601476</id><published>2006-01-01T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:55:23.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year.</title><content type='html'>okay. so its new year. big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and major update: &lt;u&gt;SCHOOL IS REOPENING IN 2 DAYS&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;b&gt;FLAT&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you can call &lt;u&gt;fatima's&lt;/u&gt; hotline : 1800-I-DONT-WANT-SCHOOL-TO-REOPEN-GOD-HELP-ME.&lt;br /&gt;rest assured that you will be served with fatima herself - a qualified councillor on teen dramas ; she's &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; experienced you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had central meeting on 31stdec. &lt;b&gt;i&lt;/b&gt; am the intake 2ic. OHMYGAWD. this is &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; wrong. my first reaction -jaw drops-. my first thought - &lt;i&gt;whatever happened to the &lt;b&gt;original&lt;/b&gt; PLAN?????&lt;/i&gt;. ive heard so much from sir jinfu about how they will screw you blahblahblah but at least not as bad as my BOSS - DA OIC himself? and he's LIKE 185cm and im like HEH? and you can imagine how we will look -  or rather &lt;i&gt;how i will look&lt;/i&gt; - if i had to stand beside him, which will &lt;u&gt;definitely&lt;/u&gt; happen cos we had to work together? more like i have to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sense of dejavu actually sank in. i sort of KNOW that this is gg to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is reopening i know! OHMYGAWD. &lt;b&gt;OHMYGAWD&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;OHMYGAWD&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;u&gt;OHMYGAWD&lt;/u&gt;. chant with me everybodehhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. gahhhh. i seriously cannot find my OGL's no, eventhough i scribbled it somewhere. problem is i cannot find THAT somewhere. quite annoying actually. im really going to anyhow JOIN IN anyhow blend in. should be quite easy for me (: HEH. and im planning to crash jc. and yes &lt;b&gt;di&lt;/b&gt;, i know you're gg to crash ny, so, i will just alert the ALARM SYSTEM to ensure that evryone knows there's a stranger in ny. HAHA. im mean. bytheway! &lt;b&gt;YOU HAVENT SEND ME THE LIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;u&gt;RAWR!&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im awfully high last night. but. doesnt last long? HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway again. talked to &lt;u&gt;ABEEEEGAILLLLL&lt;/u&gt; last night. sheesh, she's lame. we're like hmm.. okay, we shall keep our conversation to ourselves. i will get into trouble if i put down whatever we said here. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;peiying&lt;/u&gt; is BACK babyyy! HAHA. im so sorry i cant staay overr. sorry darrl. hope you had fun with &lt;u&gt;fonsss&lt;/u&gt;. LOVEYOULOADS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;why am i thinking of you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113609339730601476?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113609339730601476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113609339730601476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113609339730601476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113609339730601476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113594665732489469</id><published>2005-12-30T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:46:07.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGAIN (: NEW SHOES</title><content type='html'>i bought &lt;u&gt;new shoes&lt;/u&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda impulsive actually. nike some more. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. talking about spendthrift. i think i need personal accountant. HAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. this is SUPER CUTE. cutest photo man. can you see me and fatima IN &lt;b&gt;PURE AGONY&lt;/b&gt;? its super painful. and the pain lasts for days. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img523.imageshack.us/img523/9492/peiyingmefatima8we.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone needs a tutor? HAHA. im quite experienced dont worry. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ookay. school is starting. not really excited actually. GAH. and tmr is new year's eve. whyyyyyy. i wanna go out but i dont want. okay.its complicated. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. my OGL just called me and i forgot what group am i in. whatever lah. anyhow join in. im already thick-skin enough. wont maek a difference if i embarrass myself again. heh. &lt;s&gt;actually, im starting to consider &lt;i&gt;poly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;. haha. my mom just stunned when i told her, then she said if its best for you. i'll discuss with pap. if i get more than 12 points or maybe more than 10 points than i think i should go poly? im really not sure. heh. FADERRRRRRRRR!! come home soon. or should i give him my blog address?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yeah yea. my show starting soon. so long, goodbye. enjoy sch and happy new year (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113594665732489469?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113594665732489469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113594665732489469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113594665732489469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113594665732489469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2005/12/again-new-shoes.html' title='AGAIN (: NEW SHOES'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113594604982813955</id><published>2005-12-30T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T13:14:42.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guide to teevee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;the ultimate GUIDE to spend your days at HOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things needed: TV. any-size also can. but of course, the bigger the better.&lt;br /&gt;and comfy couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teevee is good. im serious. you can spend hours just flipping channels. i will rot without tv. its even more important than computer. for those who doesnt agree, ohwells, i &lt;u&gt;pity&lt;/u&gt; you, because you simply doesnt know the &lt;b&gt;joy&lt;/b&gt; that tv can bring. yes. sheesh. so pease be thankful that you are reading this because you will be eternally grateful that there's a colourful box in your living room that provides SO MUCH entertainment to you. (: i therefore, would like to sincerely thank the inventor of tv on behalf of the world. you are a bloody genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;easy-on-the-eye:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suggest &lt;b&gt;disney channel&lt;/b&gt;. watch thats so raven, suite life of zack and cody. its pure comedy. uber entertaining. crash course for those who doesnt know these comedies exist: raven is the main character of thats so raven. two best friends : chelsea [pretty, white, no brainer (:] and eddie [not much better]. raven has visions every now and then, she sees the future. character to take note: COREY, her brother [fat, cute, UBER funny]. please watch those episodes before he goes thru puberty. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for zack and cody. twins, cute. super cute. i love LONDON tipton : chinese, rich, bimb, ubeer funny. yerpp. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if youre a feminist i suggest kim possible or totally spies. HAHA. falls on the same category. still on disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every night there'll be a disney movie. yep (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;reality bites:&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;project runway on monday.&lt;br /&gt;america's next top model on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;battle of reality network on friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good tv i tell you. better than real life. HAHA. if you have mtv better still. watch those &lt;b&gt;real deal&lt;/b&gt; shows. i suggest &lt;b&gt;real world&lt;/b&gt;. its the name of the show. inferno is good. battle of the sexes is also good. yes. &lt;b&gt;laguna beach&lt;/b&gt; is for you if you're those who loves teen drama. i still dont know if its real life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sports:&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wrestling&lt;/b&gt; lah duh. and i mean WWE, not TNA or WCW or whatever. yeah. and i dont know who says only minah and ahlians watch wwe. i mean its really entertaining. better than soap opera. IM DEAD SERIOUS. it's like watching drama. you have to know the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASIC THINGS YOU HAVE TO KNOW:&lt;br /&gt;there are the good guys and of course bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;very easy to differentiate: look at spectators' reaction. they cheered - good guys. the louder, the GOOD-er. they booed - bad guys. the louder, the BAD-er the guy is. no reaction - just shows that the wrestler is pathetic. as in, nobody knows him. must be a newbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are two shows : RAW and SMACKDOWN.&lt;br /&gt;each of these shows have different characters, but its still under WWE.&lt;br /&gt;i suggest RAW. more colourful characters. CENA of course is in raw. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. and things can get violent. and disgusting. hazards are real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im typing about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113594604982813955?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113594604982813955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113594604982813955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113594604982813955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113594604982813955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2005/12/guide-to-teevee.html' title='guide to teevee.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113584808816915469</id><published>2005-12-29T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T17:41:48.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nur ashikin</title><content type='html'>third entry. must be maddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nur ashikin bte kamaruddin is undoubtedly &lt;u&gt;the lamest creature on earth&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness. i simply LOVE talking to her online.&lt;br /&gt;will never run out of things to talk about. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. this is THE UPDATED BANANAS photo during grad. me as usual is the heartless freak who didn cry. sole survivor. poor red-eyed tear-streaked two bananas. HAHAHA. okay lah. i still &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; you all. this photo is damn funny lah. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img395.imageshack.us/img395/1054/bananasfinallyunite2lv.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20131713-113584808816915469?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113584808816915469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113584808816915469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113584808816915469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113584808816915469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2005/12/nur-ashikin.html' title='nur ashikin'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113584567667109752</id><published>2005-12-29T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:41:16.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disney channel</title><content type='html'>HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;rolly weaver&lt;/u&gt; is cute.&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;right fons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that disney channel is really NOT BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thats so raven&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;suite life of zack and cody&lt;/b&gt; is FUNNY. and i mean. FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;as in ROTFL.&lt;br /&gt;i thought raven's little bro, corey, is SO MUCH FUNNIER &lt;u&gt;before&lt;/u&gt; he broke his voice. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the chinese girl in suitelife is funny. she's so bimb, its hilarious. yeah. whats her name again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;wrestling&lt;/u&gt; is &lt;b&gt;great&lt;/b&gt; entertainment man. im not being sarcastic. it really is. you should seriously watch it. HAHA. cena is grrreatt but i think he's a bit action-bedek? but he's still among the better-looking ones. and he's hiphop. and he sing his own theme song. no. he &lt;b&gt;rap&lt;/b&gt;. HAHA. and eric bischoff just got kicked out of &lt;b&gt;RAW&lt;/b&gt;! YEAH YEAH! i hope mick foley will replace him. his batman lunch box is bloody cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont really like watching females wrestle. i mean, like &lt;u&gt;pying&lt;/u&gt; said [or is it fons?] its like &lt;b&gt;weiirrrddd&lt;/b&gt;. DUH. its basic rules of feminism. and how can i stand my own species being KICKED AND SLAMMED AND PUNCHED by the same species? LIKE DUH, its &lt;b&gt;basic rules of feminism&lt;/b&gt; y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;no worries. teevee is my life. i mean, what can you possibly do durin the lazy hols? HAHA. yeah yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. dirty little secrets mtv is nice. its really nice. its funny to a certain extent lah. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113584567667109752?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113584567667109752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113584567667109752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113584567667109752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113584567667109752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2005/12/disney-channel.html' title='disney channel'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113584386627130549</id><published>2005-12-29T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:24:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; that shirt. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. today &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; yesterday went sch for ncc. super enthu. GAWD. yeah. hmmmm. i had LOTS to say initially but after seeing fonnie's blog, im like.. err. not supposed to say is it? HAHA. okay.maybe i should say a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO. happycheapskatethreefriends AND staff of course. its like a perfect family portrait DUH. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh. yesterday staff and i were with the part As or rather MY part As throughout the entire parade. whoa. &lt;b&gt;nerve-wrecking&lt;/b&gt; i tell you. yeah. part As were.. like that. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARCASM.&lt;br /&gt;sarcasm is only something that you can use on certain people. NOT on part As definitely.&lt;br /&gt;-rolls on the floor laughing-.&lt;br /&gt;staff was damn funny i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. im looking forward to &lt;u&gt;camp feast&lt;/u&gt;. see how they'll perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos. went pizza after that with youyin! (: shew was as usual super cheapskate but its super funny i swear. yeah. blew $9.50, and i thought i ate &lt;b&gt;student's meal&lt;/b&gt;. basket. but i was so &lt;u&gt;famished&lt;/u&gt; i dont care. i was &lt;b&gt;SO TEMPTED&lt;/b&gt; to lick my bowl of creme of chicken. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. fons and i were bloody tired and sleepy after we ate and so we just went home like that. anyway. this is the photo that i photo-shopped. HAHA(: YEAH FONS! THIS IS FOR YOU LAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px" height="165" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img456.imageshack.us/img456/4170/babehhsforlife2if.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. yeah yeah i know its nice. and anyway, i got my prom photos. and it is REALLY REALLY NICE i tell you. the one with me, fons and peiying look like we're the &lt;b&gt;purrrfect&lt;/b&gt; family portrait. its super duper rocking. yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. and we had sec 1 orientation today. how come so many of them are &lt;u&gt;shorter&lt;/u&gt; than me? i dont know. its quite amazing actually. or is it because im wearing boots? but they are really &lt;u&gt;so much&lt;/u&gt; shorter than me. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and their skirts. ohmygawd.&lt;br /&gt;and their BLUE BLOUSE &lt;b&gt;without&lt;/b&gt; TIE. -slaps forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cedar needs a fashion police. FAST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113584386627130549?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113584386627130549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113584386627130549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113584386627130549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113584386627130549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2005/12/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113565937764542513</id><published>2005-12-27T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:56:17.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEVASTATED</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;devastated&lt;/b&gt; IS THE WORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. dont ever mention the word &lt;b&gt;backstreet boys&lt;/b&gt; near me now. i swear i'll starngle you. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. the tix that i want apparently costs 160 dollars, thats up 10 bucks. WOW. and then. my mom has been dropping hints that its getting wayyyy too expensive. well, maybe she's right. but then again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will have to prepare a &lt;u&gt;speech&lt;/u&gt; to say to my daddy why I SHOULD BUY THE TICKETS. urgh. he's overseas so i have to email him my speech. THEN NO DRAMA EFFECTS. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOKAY. so maybe i will give anything in the world for my tickets now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANYONE KIND ENOUGH TO SPONSOR MY BACKSTREET BOYS CONCERT TIX FOR ME? I WANT THE 160 BUCKS ONE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAARGGHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make things worse. one of my friends [and im not even close to her] just have the &lt;b&gt;need&lt;/b&gt; to msg me that she had just bought the tix. &lt;b&gt;2nd row from the front&lt;/b&gt;.maybe cos she knows how much of a hippie i am. sheesh. i didn reply. REJOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?why?why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i have to think of how to make quick bucks... FAST! yeah yeah. or i can think of sulkin pathetically at night on 24th january. i will be thinking SO NEAR... YET SO FAR! damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeshhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dont mention any backstreet boys word near me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113565937764542513?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113565937764542513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113565937764542513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113565937764542513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113565937764542513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2005/12/devastated.html' title='DEVASTATED'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113543970667606907</id><published>2005-12-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T00:06:18.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry xmas.</title><content type='html'>alrightey. guess what. i realised that the world &lt;u&gt;doesnt&lt;/u&gt; wait for me. wow. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, 2005 has come and go SO FREAKIN FAST its unbelievable. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. hm, im still thinking if i should &lt;i&gt;go public&lt;/i&gt; with this blog just like i did the last time. oh sheesh. i dont think so. yep. see how long it takes to spread. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update what happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday, 23rd dec 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah. came uber early to HQ - laughs. was kinda EGGCITED to see the postings and stuffos, &lt;u&gt;BUT&lt;/u&gt; of course, i didn get to see them -surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;aftherwhich i had my first &lt;u&gt;official&lt;/u&gt; ncc meeting in school. wow. hm. shant elaborate about it, just that happyCHEAPSKATEthreefriends &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; staff were quite hmmm.. how shall i put it, &lt;b&gt;disappointed&lt;/b&gt;? hm. yeah. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich staff asked, eh no, &lt;u&gt;dragged&lt;/u&gt; us to go buy her darleeng's cap at penin. i HAD NO IDEA where in the world is penin [surprise surprise] so it was HAHA a new experience? and we had &lt;b&gt;CHEAP THRILL&lt;/b&gt; which is of-course &lt;u&gt;cheap&lt;/u&gt;. come on. what do you expect from me? we did sth UBER impromptu. and guess what? it wasnt even &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; idea. no prize for guessing whose eh? but its SUPER FUN i swear. i think i should do it again. and the woman is just &lt;u&gt;spoiler&lt;/u&gt;. if she didnt come, i think both of us WILL DEFINITELY reach our destination. even though i doubt we had moved. [but according to her, we did. a nano millimetre. wow.] WE WERE LIKE TWO FREAKING HAMSTERS . HAHA!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. penin is COOL i tell you. and can bargain like anything. or rather, staff is a good bargainer. either way the plaza is still cool. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;fave word of the moment&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mat-ish.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pronounced as&lt;/i&gt;: MUDDISH!! [please take note of the exclamation markS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;e.g.&lt;/i&gt;: OMG! penin is so MUDDISH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah. penin is really muddish. its so HIP-HOPish. if you know what i mean. gahhh. after which happyCHEAPSKATEthreefriends went for-a-supposedly-to-be-a-bowling outing but &lt;u&gt;of course&lt;/u&gt; didnt turn out to be. which i was quite glad cos i was feeling &lt;b&gt;SUPER&lt;/b&gt; cheapskate at that moment [hmm. when was i not?] like COME ON! WHO WANTS TO PART WITH THEIR MONEY? urghhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah. met my kwan-do, didi, devin (: was quite lazy to meet actually but looking back at how many times i pangseh, so i decided to be &lt;b&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt;. and devin is &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; wearing THAT CAP. guess head is still burnt. HAHA (: and. of course. justin pangseh-ed again. whyyyyy am iiiii nottttt surpriseddddddd?? HAHA. i totally understand man. cool with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the bowling alley; and me and fons decided to &lt;i&gt;create our own world; secluded from the rest&lt;/i&gt;. not that its a totally new thing but hell yeah its fun. we were supposedly on the waiting list and yeah, we were being lazy and of course, what better way to do than gossip. yeah yeah. so, dev, di, shew and kwan-do decided to disappear for their ice-cream or waffle or whatever treat and HAHA, me and fons? WE WERE SIMPLY TOO LAZY TO MOVE. yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gossip time had begun. we were dissing every bowler present there like anything. we seriosuly should form a talk show. uber bitchy. SUPER. yeah yeah. and there's this &lt;b&gt;super &lt;u&gt;action-bedek&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; guy who was, of course, super action-bedek he just had to have MAJOR EXAGGERATED reaction each time after he bowled. WOW. i cant rmbr his name though. GAH. roy or sth? is it? cant rmbr, seriously. HEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddddd. there's this &lt;u&gt;barbie and magic pegasus&lt;/u&gt; thing-y in marina. as in big grand stage and all. it was superrr nice. so the girls, being the crazy asses that we are, decided to go ON STAGE and transform into the cam-whores. the stage is all fenced up, so me and fons were like... "EH? how to get in?" while shew and kwan-do have disappeared like a century ago to god-knows-where. but there was this super small opening of the fence though. so, after asking for a barbie promoter's permission, which was quite unrealible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[U: us, P:promoter]&lt;br /&gt;U: excuse me, can we go up on the stage and take photos?&lt;br /&gt;P: errr... okay lah. hurry up ah, boss not here yet. its not as if you're gonna do anything funny right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT. HAHA. so me and fons just went on stage and just went bonkers. of course didi and devin were having a whale of a time watching us from second level. sheesh. HAHA. i bet they were &lt;b&gt;jealous&lt;/b&gt;. HAHA. anyway, then we were happily exploring the stage and posing THEN! kwan-do and shew APPEARED from the backstage. damn power lah they all. god-knows where they find that route. SHEESH. SUPER FUNNY. we were like laughing and laughing and laughing. sheesh. HAHA// and. we decided to come down only because we realise that we had a number of growing &lt;b&gt;FANBASE&lt;/b&gt; watching us. HAHA. yeah yeah. the four of us can form girlband i tell you, seeing the way we pose and blah blah blah. FUN FUN FUN. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only when we came down, then all the small little kiddos decided to follow oour footsteps and go up on stage to take photos too. wow-ee. we are just the ultimate trend-setters i tell you. cheers!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah. HAHA. super fun! i dont know when are we gg to do that again man. first and last. its free you know.cheap thrill. no money needed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about money! i will no longer be broke! yeah yeah. im relying alot on my eagles. YEAH YEAH!(: hundred and fifty bucks BABEYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;KACHING-EL BELL! KACHING-EL BELL! KACHING-EL ALL THE WAYYYYYYYYY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. of course, if my dearest daddy is not sponsoring my tix, im gonna blast all of it on my tix. its the &lt;u&gt;150 tix&lt;/u&gt; OR &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; man. sheesh. yeah yeah. its all for a worthy cause yeah? what can be more worthy than watching BACKSTREET BOYS LIVE? COME ON! you've got to be kidding if you can find me a greater boyband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERGONE TOUR. I WILL BE there. yeah yeah. just pray that my daddy approves. i have to prepare my speech first. since its TWO tix that he has to sponsor. me and my twin. -nods.&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/20131713-113543970667606907?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113543970667606907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113543970667606907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113543970667606907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113543970667606907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-xmas.html' title='merry xmas.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20131713.post-113534786397847241</id><published>2005-12-23T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:24:23.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first and foremost.</title><content type='html'>lets see how long this will last, shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grins-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20131713-113534786397847241?l=idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/feeds/113534786397847241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20131713&amp;postID=113534786397847241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113534786397847241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20131713/posts/default/113534786397847241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idontknowwheretostart.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-and-foremost.html' title='first and foremost.'/><author><name>aprie-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10485593794766027465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
