<?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-9315795</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:42:38.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving it bhind`</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-6826512753228395892</id><published>2007-04-23T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T03:22:23.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sc choir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-6826512753228395892?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/6826512753228395892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BATHROOM LIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IS NOT WORKINGGGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH WOE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116869828744894340?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116869828744894340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i'm so so sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting again.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116764086609019917?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116764086609019917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DONT NEED THIS OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its totally not normal for me&lt;br /&gt;to blog in this kind of tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM A TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NORMAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because i dont wear&lt;br /&gt;halters or skirts&lt;br /&gt;or barebacks&lt;br /&gt;or make-up&lt;br /&gt;or the fact that i cant talk with lipstick on&lt;br /&gt;or anything that is not girl- sweet&lt;br /&gt;doesnt make me &lt;strong&gt;MALE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116739976806918170?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116739976806918170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116739976806918170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116739976806918170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116739976806918170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/12/look.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116679538035863533</id><published>2006-12-22T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T05:49:40.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i'm back from sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;its quiet over there.&lt;br /&gt;lots of mosquitos. OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i finished reading a book today.&lt;br /&gt;its like romance comedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the boy book by e. lockhart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like her books cause they always have such cute covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART OF THE STORY:&lt;br /&gt;ruby breaks up with some guy and she's so affected&lt;br /&gt;she has to see a shrink.&lt;br /&gt;so the dude fell in love with her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;he used to write notes to ruby when they were dating.&lt;br /&gt;until they broke up.and&lt;br /&gt;so its really sad for ruby cause she takes the note&lt;br /&gt;sees it and starts crying. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i thought the note was written very well.&lt;br /&gt;this is it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;k-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm in global studies, and i'm looking out the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;             and i see you late for class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you went to buy a sticky bun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;             you're licking the icing as you walk across the quad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;             and i like the way your tongue looks, licking,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;             and i like the way you walk,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;             as if you like the way your sandal- feet are tickled by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the grass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;            so it's like you're with me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;            as kessler hands us out a pop quiz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;            and i haven't done the reading, 'cause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;            last night i was with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the last stenza.&lt;br /&gt;i feel it sounds like a poem.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. maybe i should get JOY&lt;br /&gt;to decipher it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO, I'M NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVESICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116679538035863533?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116679538035863533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116679538035863533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116679538035863533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116679538035863533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-im-back-from-sarawak.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116600921400444760</id><published>2006-12-13T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:26:54.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;from kl and genting.&lt;br /&gt;haha. our cousin matthew came along. (:&lt;br /&gt;he's very naughty. he only listens to our uncle anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did lots of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT MY NIKE SNEAKERS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was a steal. ((:&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got a pair of really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girly girly girly shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO WEAR TO CHURCH FOR CHRISTMAS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh at genting.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the outdoor theme park&lt;br /&gt;after years.&lt;br /&gt;and matthew, mind you,&lt;br /&gt;who was only six,&lt;br /&gt;dragged us on all the thrilling rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OHMYCROD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WAS SCREEEAAAMING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's daring, that little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm off again to cebu tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;first to kuching&lt;br /&gt;cause grandma is not well.&lt;br /&gt;get well grandma. (:&lt;br /&gt;have not been there for 4 or 5 years&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to the dentist before our flight.&lt;br /&gt;get a referal letter.&lt;br /&gt;and get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRACES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess beauty hurts huh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm trying to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;sounds stupid but yes.&lt;br /&gt;i dont eat candy. no fizzy drinks.&lt;br /&gt;no ice cream. less carbs.&lt;br /&gt;100 crunches&lt;br /&gt;jogging.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm craving for chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well. lets just keep the chocolate part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FANTASY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116600921400444760?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116600921400444760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116600921400444760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116600921400444760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116600921400444760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116495488311479805</id><published>2006-11-30T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:34:43.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm going off tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello &lt;em&gt;genting&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm back after 4 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE BYE, BABY! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116495488311479805?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116495488311479805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116495488311479805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116495488311479805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116495488311479805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahaim-going-off-tomorrowhello-genting.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116444448715464926</id><published>2006-11-25T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:48:07.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Amy Lee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/amy.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gothy, expressive, woman-in-pain&lt;br /&gt;Who looks damn good in a corset&lt;br /&gt;"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/"&gt;Who's" Your Inner Rock Chick?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; got&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to put this down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;evanescence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116444448715464926?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116444448715464926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116444448715464926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116444448715464926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116444448715464926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-are-amy-leegothy-expressive-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116434440943128376</id><published>2006-11-23T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:00:09.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to&lt;br /&gt;ESCAPE THEME PARK!&lt;br /&gt;went with andrea, jing rong&lt;br /&gt;yani and val!&lt;br /&gt;oh it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;and we also watched a movie before going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we entered the wrong cinema.&lt;br /&gt;they started playing james bond&lt;br /&gt;yani thought it was just some long LONG LONG advertisement&lt;br /&gt;but its way too long to be true&lt;br /&gt;so when it started, i was like&lt;br /&gt;" oh crap."&lt;br /&gt;so we ran out as quick as we could.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. OH I DONT THINK I CAN FORGET THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so when we proceeded to escape&lt;br /&gt;there was so many people&lt;br /&gt;and we sat on the one where u have to lie down&lt;br /&gt;then they'll take you flying around lol.&lt;br /&gt;that was ok.&lt;br /&gt;then we went on the viking ship.&lt;br /&gt;OHMYCROD.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS WAILING, SCREAMING, HOLLERING.&lt;br /&gt;that was the first time i sat on it in my life&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt sit that high but i was so freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i think i screamed the loudest.&lt;br /&gt;pple were staring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we sat on something called the flipper.&lt;br /&gt;nearest the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;and val told me it would be worse than the viking ship&lt;br /&gt;and i instantly flipped.&lt;br /&gt;then when we got on, i sat with val and everyone was&lt;br /&gt;kinda worried abt me. ( thankspeople(: )&lt;br /&gt;so it started and the metal plate flipped at an almost 90 degree angle&lt;br /&gt;and val started screaming.&lt;br /&gt;then we all started screaming.&lt;br /&gt;oh and we got suspended at the top&lt;br /&gt;so the four of us (andreadidntwanttosit ): )&lt;br /&gt;started wailing.&lt;br /&gt;haha. that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt that bad! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we queued up for the racing thingy&lt;br /&gt;but we waited so long, andrea and i&lt;br /&gt;just decided to leave.&lt;br /&gt;so i played my free game and LOST.&lt;br /&gt;by a millimetre.&lt;br /&gt;and then went back&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at imm&lt;br /&gt;went home, showered and watched a late night movie.&lt;br /&gt;AKEELAH AND THE BEE.&lt;br /&gt;i know it is some kiddies show&lt;br /&gt;but mind you, it was nice ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there's a hot guy in the show too.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i think so.&lt;br /&gt;someone called sean micheal or sth.&lt;br /&gt;he's 18 haha. (ithink)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116434440943128376?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116434440943128376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116434440943128376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116434440943128376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116434440943128376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha-yesterday-we-went-to-escape-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116381760032557496</id><published>2006-11-17T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T18:40:00.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yesterday we had prize giving.&lt;br /&gt;so all of us returned back to fhps&lt;br /&gt;and then we received some book voucher&lt;br /&gt;for psle.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll end up spending it on josh groban's cd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;oh and we had brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jo clarice and i&lt;br /&gt;went shelving!&lt;br /&gt;but we didnt get to shelve anything&lt;br /&gt;so we went shelf raiding.&lt;br /&gt;next time i must follow yani.&lt;br /&gt;and bring music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we had late lunch at 3&lt;br /&gt;and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lava invited us to go play badminton&lt;br /&gt;and lava didnt know how to count points&lt;br /&gt;and jo kept killing her service&lt;br /&gt;and i kept missing all the next shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not going to orlando anymore.&lt;br /&gt;we're going to genting for 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;so i made a deal with marmet.&lt;br /&gt;and said that since we're not paying that much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i get to go BIG TIME SHOPPING. WALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and choir on thursday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i was screaming so much.&lt;br /&gt;WE were, actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zm says that ever since i got to sec sch&lt;br /&gt;i became more emo.&lt;br /&gt;is that bad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116381760032557496?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116381760032557496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116381760032557496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116381760032557496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116381760032557496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116236528473945891</id><published>2006-10-31T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:14:44.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from val!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name:&lt;/strong&gt; jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicknames:&lt;/strong&gt; joce, jocK, jting, ting, linny, linnums, mei mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name spelled backwards:&lt;/strong&gt; nylecoj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name without vowels:&lt;/strong&gt; jclyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name without consonants: &lt;/strong&gt;oe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday:&lt;/strong&gt; 16 april&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethnicity: &lt;/strong&gt;chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glasses or contacts:&lt;/strong&gt; glasses! i've got two(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair color: &lt;/strong&gt;black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair length: &lt;/strong&gt;shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair style: &lt;/strong&gt;layered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pets: &lt;/strong&gt;none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FavouriteAnimal: &lt;/strong&gt;none&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Band: &lt;/strong&gt;IL DIVO! EEEEE! OH YA. vanessa said they were HAWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brand name for clothes: &lt;/strong&gt;anything, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brand name for shops: &lt;/strong&gt;dunno. FOS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candy: &lt;/strong&gt;cola candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cereal: &lt;/strong&gt;fruit loops! they are so colourful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colour: &lt;/strong&gt;white. violet. orange and green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cookie: &lt;/strong&gt;chocolate chip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day: &lt;/strong&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disney character: &lt;/strong&gt;MUSHU! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink: &lt;/strong&gt;sinalco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fast food place: &lt;/strong&gt;KFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food: &lt;/strong&gt;chai tow kway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holiday: &lt;/strong&gt;australia. oh i wanted to go to mauritius but mom said no. the water there is so BLUE! saw it in a catalogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice cream flavor: &lt;/strong&gt;chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Month: &lt;/strong&gt;april! my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number: &lt;/strong&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfume: &lt;/strong&gt;dont wear it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pie flavor: &lt;/strong&gt;chicken pie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pizza topping: &lt;/strong&gt;cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Restaurant: &lt;/strong&gt;swensens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject in school: &lt;/strong&gt;i dunno. they are all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type of music: &lt;/strong&gt;anything that makes me sing and makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type of sandwich: &lt;/strong&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of all your friends...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best advisor: &lt;/strong&gt;the one and only SIYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best hair: &lt;/strong&gt;KENETH. BELIEVE IT. HIS HAIR FALLS SO NICELY. DOES IT STILL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best handwriting: &lt;/strong&gt;JOJOBELLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dirtiest mind: &lt;/strong&gt;OH EVIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The funniest: &lt;/strong&gt;val&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The loudest: &lt;/strong&gt;yani! siying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The prettiest: &lt;/strong&gt;haha. so many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most trusting: &lt;/strong&gt;jolene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The nicest eyes: &lt;/strong&gt;eh. dunno leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The shortest: &lt;/strong&gt;haha. me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The smartest: &lt;/strong&gt;TIEN LI! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The tallest: &lt;/strong&gt;EH A LOT LEH. zhen ming? deborah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE-YOU-EVERs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asked out a crush: &lt;/strong&gt;nope. lol. he should ask me wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been on stage: &lt;/strong&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been scared to get a shot: &lt;/strong&gt;yep. my piercing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheated on a test: &lt;/strong&gt;dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cried during a movie: &lt;/strong&gt;OH YES. SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELLING PANTS. I WASNT ONLY CRYING. I WAS SOBBING. OH THE HORROR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felt like you didn't belong: &lt;/strong&gt;HAHA. kabillion zillion times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been to camp: &lt;/strong&gt;EEEEE! CHURCH CAMP AND PRI 5 CAMP. CHURCH CAMP WAS THE BEST! OH YA. WE " CAMPED " AT YANI'S HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kept a New Year's resolution: &lt;/strong&gt;not really. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kept a secret from everyone: &lt;/strong&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pushed all the buttons on an elevator: &lt;/strong&gt;haha. yep&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stolen anything: &lt;/strong&gt;nop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Told a guy you liked him: &lt;/strong&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Won a trophy: &lt;/strong&gt;yeah. but a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Written a love poem: &lt;/strong&gt;yep. a sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Last...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CD listened: &lt;/strong&gt;marion raven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person that's called you: &lt;/strong&gt;dont remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person who saw you cry: &lt;/strong&gt;mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People you went to the mall with: &lt;/strong&gt;mum, ergy, browios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song listened to: &lt;/strong&gt;perhaps love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thing you ate: &lt;/strong&gt;chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thing you drank: &lt;/strong&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes or no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Growing up scares me more than it should: &lt;/strong&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I adore getting mail: &lt;/strong&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If at first you don't succeed, do you try again: &lt;/strong&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could describe yourself in three words: &lt;/strong&gt;happy, eccentric, drama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is your computer in your room: &lt;/strong&gt;not happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is your room messy:&lt;/strong&gt; totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are some of your favorite junk foods: &lt;/strong&gt;chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What color are your bedroom walls: &lt;/strong&gt;white with purple and pink spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do when you're bored: &lt;/strong&gt;sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you happy: &lt;/strong&gt;music, friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you sad: &lt;/strong&gt;crying scenes, feeling unwanted, being yelled at,  results, ai ya a lot la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your favorite thing to do on the weekends: &lt;/strong&gt;go to CHURCH! ONE WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst feeling in the world: &lt;/strong&gt;FEELING LONELY, HOLLOW, FRUSTRATED, NOT UNDERSTOOD. OH AND FEELING FAT. HAW(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116236528473945891?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116236528473945891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116236528473945891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116236528473945891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116236528473945891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/10/from-val-name-jocelyn-nicknames-joce.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, 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style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6014/672/200/CAMB4DEF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that alyssa and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6014/672/1600/CA900JH5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6014/672/200/CA900JH5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group photo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6014/672/1600/CA90OBLT.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6014/672/200/CA90OBLT.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats val and me. i was laughing so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok so this post is dedicated to many many &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kabillion zillion trillion gillion million billion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the whole of 1sy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause you make things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANDREA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JING RONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VALERIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/10/me.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116195431386335504</id><published>2006-10-27T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T06:05:13.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY OF SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;performance was a success.&lt;br /&gt;lets just keep this short&lt;br /&gt;and schwweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I MISS 1SY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast. its over.&lt;br /&gt;ohyes.&lt;br /&gt;and a big goodbye to you, miss heng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fly the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;in a silver plane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116195431386335504?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116195431386335504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116195431386335504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Drama Princess (or Prince)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/princess.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're not over the top dramatic, but you have your moments.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to steal the spotlight...&lt;br /&gt;And how to act out to get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around you know that you're good for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;But at times, your drama gets a bit too much for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Tone it down a tad, and you'll still be the center of attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Drama Queen (or King)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Jean Grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/jean-grey.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Although your fate is often unknown, you always seem to survive (even after death).&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is your greatest weapon, literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers: telepathy and telekinesis, the ability to project thoughts into the mind of others, communication with animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; of the X-Men Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love jean grey(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. happy birthday desiree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116148688953443439?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116148688953443439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116148688953443439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116148688953443439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116148688953443439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-are-drama-princess-or-princeyoure.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-116080352757061509</id><published>2006-10-13T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T22:25:50.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Superman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/superman.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, and able to leap tall buildings in a single bound.&lt;br /&gt;And pretty cute too. No wonder you're the most popular superhero ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Superhero Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got back our results.&lt;br /&gt;everythings okay.&lt;br /&gt;3 results i'm proud of.&lt;br /&gt;2 i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;2 i'm neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english and hcl was&lt;br /&gt;DISAPPOINTING&lt;br /&gt;TERRIBLY DISAPPOINTING.&lt;br /&gt;so we must not talk about sad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy for my science&lt;br /&gt;and math&lt;br /&gt;and history.&lt;br /&gt;so i've been thinking of taking&lt;br /&gt;combine humanities&lt;br /&gt;instead of triple science.&lt;br /&gt;and pple think i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;YANI READ THIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS FOR THE HELP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN MATH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog and lit.&lt;br /&gt;aiya. ok la.&lt;br /&gt;around there lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. and during marking days&lt;br /&gt;we went for sleepover at yarn's house&lt;br /&gt;and we went wakeboarding.&lt;br /&gt;and we had movie marathon&lt;br /&gt;until 2am.&lt;br /&gt;so cool hor.&lt;br /&gt;then the next day&lt;br /&gt;we went bowling&lt;br /&gt;and to great world city&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JOLENE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we watched thumbelina&lt;br /&gt;when we got back&lt;br /&gt;and val's fantasising abt the fairy guy&lt;br /&gt;who likes thumbelina&lt;br /&gt;and he isnt that good looking.&lt;br /&gt;to me, that is.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;at least she's the man was nice.&lt;br /&gt;and sisterhood of the travelling pants.&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;i was CRYING IN THAT SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WATCHED IT BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WASNT CRYING.&lt;br /&gt;SO WHY DID I CRY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;because LORD&lt;br /&gt;GAVE ME A MIRACLE.&lt;br /&gt;ONE WAY, JESUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPERMANN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-116080352757061509?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/116080352757061509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=116080352757061509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116080352757061509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/116080352757061509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-are-supermanfaster-than-speeding.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115779492193538554</id><published>2006-09-09T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T02:42:28.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be In Atomic Kitten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatgirlgroupshouldyoubeinquiz/atomic-kitten.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cute and stylish - you're the perfect little pop package.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you can sing a little too :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Girl Group Should You Be In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday was really relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;so i watched TWO movies.&lt;br /&gt;bought 3 NEW SHIRTS. and 1 shorts.&lt;br /&gt;a pair of sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;two pairs of jeans.&lt;br /&gt;pencil box&lt;br /&gt;mechanical pencil&lt;br /&gt;and new glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel really guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i was talking to hq that day&lt;br /&gt;and both of us were talking abt&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;so.. we were talking about OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;looks.&lt;br /&gt;then i remember my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;yes BOTH.&lt;br /&gt;say i look eh. ugly.&lt;br /&gt;but thats alright.(ITHINK)&lt;br /&gt;its not that it hurts anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me that&lt;br /&gt;entering a new school.&lt;br /&gt;is wrong. or half right anyway.&lt;br /&gt;cause suddenly&lt;br /&gt;i think skirts are really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS SO WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming vain.&lt;br /&gt;selfish&lt;br /&gt;sloth&lt;br /&gt;drama&lt;br /&gt;whatever. u name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;i miss SIYING.&lt;br /&gt;i miss everything.&lt;br /&gt;i miss loving jeans.&lt;br /&gt;i miss loving eating&lt;br /&gt;i miss crushing on people&lt;br /&gt;and laughing over it.&lt;br /&gt;and whats more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jocelyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" i marvel at how people wish to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;grow up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;really quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then yearn to be young again. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115779492193538554?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115779492193538554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115779492193538554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115779492193538554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115779492193538554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-should-be-in-atomic-kittencute-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115742783481264346</id><published>2006-09-04T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:43:54.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Inner Pop Princess Is Kelly Clarkson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whosyourinnerpopprincessquiz/kelly-clarkson.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Grew up in a small town&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain would fall down&lt;br /&gt;I'd just stare out my window&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of what could be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it, you have star quality. Might just take a while to get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerpopprincessquiz/"&gt;Who's" Your Inner Pop Princess?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a load of this! HAW!&lt;br /&gt;chinese oral today&lt;br /&gt;lets just pray for the best.&lt;br /&gt;pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease&lt;br /&gt;LET ME DO WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERIOS! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115742783481264346?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115742783481264346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115742783481264346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115742783481264346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115742783481264346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/09/your-inner-pop-princess-is-kelly.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115711359961636981</id><published>2006-09-01T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T05:26:39.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHURCH CAMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROCKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is still at camp.&lt;br /&gt;u can ask zm. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so i met a girl called clara there.&lt;br /&gt;and then there was this guy called timothy&lt;br /&gt;and u can guess what happened.&lt;br /&gt;and they're just so sweet&lt;br /&gt;i could just die&lt;br /&gt;in a pile of MUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE praise and worship.&lt;br /&gt;so during 'one way' we were jumping&lt;br /&gt;up and down&lt;br /&gt;and then my shorts were so loose&lt;br /&gt;and that julia and jesslyn&lt;br /&gt;still went and&lt;br /&gt;PULLED IT DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;but it didnt er. come down. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we got our report books back&lt;br /&gt;okay lor.&lt;br /&gt;not as good as i wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt;but OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was TEACHERS' DAY.&lt;br /&gt;happy tch dae to:&lt;br /&gt;mrs chia&lt;br /&gt;miss soh&lt;br /&gt;MISS YEONG!&lt;br /&gt;and every other teacher. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and teachers day was also aces day&lt;br /&gt;then our class wanted to cross dress&lt;br /&gt;and it was so funny&lt;br /&gt;i'll put the pics here once i get them&lt;br /&gt;THANKGOD I HAVE A BROTHER.&lt;br /&gt;and jo said i looked like a guy&lt;br /&gt;COOL HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later jo and i go back pri sch&lt;br /&gt;then they dont let us in&lt;br /&gt;we walked to sci centre&lt;br /&gt;to find miss yeong&lt;br /&gt;and jo gave such a nice present&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel so BADDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for lunch with the fellow&lt;br /&gt;6a05. they're all so DIFFERENT.&lt;br /&gt;they squashed into a neoprint booth&lt;br /&gt;i was too lazy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;squash squash squash.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even breathe.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had to leave early.&lt;br /&gt;piano lesson later.&lt;br /&gt;so not very eventful.&lt;br /&gt;budden i saw GANHAO&lt;strong&gt;CH&lt;/strong&gt;ING&lt;br /&gt;and he was shorter than me last year.&lt;br /&gt;and now he is so TALL.&lt;br /&gt;ohmycrod.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i have SHRUNK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE WAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JESUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115711359961636981?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115711359961636981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115711359961636981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115711359961636981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything right now&lt;br /&gt;so. i didnt do well for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;actually i havent been doing for chinese&lt;br /&gt;FOR A LONG LONG TIME&lt;br /&gt;chinese oral next NEXT tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;oh horrorhorror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had music presentation&lt;br /&gt;it was SO TERRRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm that.&lt;br /&gt;i think for such an impromptu performance&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt say it was so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt good. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit and geog project&lt;br /&gt;also due.&lt;br /&gt;dunno when to meet up&lt;br /&gt;for run through.&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope we dont screw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else did we get back?&lt;br /&gt;ah yes. maths.&lt;br /&gt;same marks again. and again.&lt;br /&gt;i lost FOUR to carelessness.&lt;br /&gt;someone please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOOT ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i am so very scared&lt;br /&gt;of science class.&lt;br /&gt;and why,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got lots more&lt;br /&gt;GLOOMY stuff to say&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE KING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should not be gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll share the happy stuff ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DISTINCTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for piano exam.&lt;br /&gt;137!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i beat my grade one score lor.&lt;br /&gt;and somemore i only just passed grade 3&lt;br /&gt;i think the examiner was nice.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i stumbled on one ENTIRE bar&lt;br /&gt;which is the GRAVEST mistake one can make,&lt;br /&gt;but he still gave me 27/30.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've fallen sick again.&lt;br /&gt;only its getting better now.&lt;br /&gt;yippee.&lt;br /&gt;lets hope my voice comes back&lt;br /&gt;FULL FORCE&lt;br /&gt;before the re-auditions&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DONT DROP ME.&lt;br /&gt;LET ME STAY IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOPRANO 1!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church camp&lt;br /&gt;this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LET IT GO WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to new beginnings. &lt;/strong&gt;( I HOPE)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115642059830092975?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115642059830092975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115642059830092975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115642059830092975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115642059830092975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-nononono.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115591122618449984</id><published>2006-08-18T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:27:06.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;quite nice a week.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are half closed.&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for our sci paper to come back today&lt;br /&gt;so i can express my woes all at once&lt;br /&gt;english and geog are back&lt;br /&gt;ok lor.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for history and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so tired of studying already la.&lt;br /&gt;study study study study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand what sensei is saying during jap class&lt;br /&gt;she is like " wakarimasuka"&lt;br /&gt;and i'm thinking "WAKARIMASEN!"&lt;br /&gt;wakarimasen like nuts la.&lt;br /&gt;monday jap ca5. must be optimistic hor.&lt;br /&gt;ICANDOITOHYESICAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday also test math and lit.&lt;br /&gt;i like lit. but i flunk lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like math.&lt;br /&gt;and my marks kind of fluctuate.&lt;br /&gt;i'm already dying in a "good" school.&lt;br /&gt;go to the "best" school leh?&lt;br /&gt;i must have died by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STRESS=PIMPLES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;i  am scarring.&lt;br /&gt;and by the time i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have to keep to my bet about the nun thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, my piano teacher has started&lt;br /&gt;yelling at me.&lt;br /&gt;i feeling very sleepy easily nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;plus the extra emotions.&lt;br /&gt;aiya. my life is a wreck la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JADED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115591122618449984?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115591122618449984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115591122618449984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115591122618449984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115591122618449984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115504527787080645</id><published>2006-08-08T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T06:54:37.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FROM JOYJOY'S BLOGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18 and find line four:&lt;br /&gt;or at least in the last hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What can you reach?:&lt;br /&gt;air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was that last thing you watched on TV?:&lt;br /&gt;i think it was LAST WEEK'S SI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without looking, guess what time it is:&lt;br /&gt;9.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?:&lt;br /&gt;9.45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?:&lt;br /&gt;my brother talking, tapping of keys, someone singing " put your head on my shoulder"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last step outside?:&lt;br /&gt;four hours ago. piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at home?:&lt;br /&gt;doing english homework, listening to NIGHTWISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you started this survey, what did you look at?:&lt;br /&gt;my mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing?:&lt;br /&gt;SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARFS SHIRT(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you dream last night?:&lt;br /&gt;nop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last laugh?:&lt;br /&gt;during piano lesson, and i didnt even know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is/are on the walls of the room you are in?:&lt;br /&gt;light switches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen anything weird lately?:&lt;br /&gt;my bro did. a girl wearing her bra on the outside, a shoelace in her hair, and striped socks with high-heeled shoes. cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of this quiz?:&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last film you saw?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPERMAN RETURNS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?:&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about you that I don't know:&lt;br /&gt;i like sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you change?:&lt;br /&gt;everything wrong with this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to dance?:&lt;br /&gt;um. i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George W. Bush?:&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your first child were to be a girl, what would you call her?:&lt;br /&gt;superwoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your first child were to be a boy, what would you call him?:&lt;br /&gt;superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever considered living abroad?:&lt;br /&gt;can i bring my house along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?:&lt;br /&gt;PEACE BE WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people who must do this in their blog?:&lt;br /&gt;anyone who wants to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115504527787080645?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115504527787080645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115504527787080645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115504527787080645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115504527787080645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-joyjoys-blogg-grab-book-nearest.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115495620468145814</id><published>2006-08-07T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T06:10:04.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6014/672/1600/112-1238_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6014/672/320/112-1238_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i found it zacc!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is for YANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks for being such a fantabulous friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know this is very old but nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ZACC NO STEALING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and yes LANSE, my throat is better now(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHING RONG, happy bdae to s'pore too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115495620468145814?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115495620468145814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115495620468145814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115495620468145814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115495620468145814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-found-it-zaccthis-is-for-yanithanks.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115425558156998048</id><published>2006-07-30T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:33:01.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no, my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;is not gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;throat ulcer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OHMYCROD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this seriously CANNOT be happening.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;we're fighting over the time&lt;br /&gt;we should go for mass.&lt;br /&gt;my bro lost 80k on maple.&lt;br /&gt;i finished the script for geog&lt;br /&gt;did finish the pp for chi&lt;br /&gt;with louise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD THING NO1&lt;br /&gt;a lot of my hair is dropping. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt know until&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW. darn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD THING NO2&lt;br /&gt;my throat ulcer is not curing.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, everyone knows that.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD THING NO3&lt;br /&gt;my results are slipping.&lt;br /&gt;i still study.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i'm not studying hard enough&lt;br /&gt;or i my brain capacity has hit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LIMIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT'S HOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUCH IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HURTSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115425558156998048?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115425558156998048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115425558156998048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115425558156998048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115425558156998048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-my-voice-is-not-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115311969532039361</id><published>2006-07-16T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:01:35.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY VOICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IS GONEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my voice is gone AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;so sad hor.&lt;br /&gt;is it because i'm straining too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;today was the geog and chi test.&lt;br /&gt;and PIANO EXAM&lt;br /&gt;so geog and chi test aiya&lt;br /&gt;you know one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flunk already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the piano exam&lt;br /&gt;also die.&lt;br /&gt;the first scale i already play&lt;br /&gt;ONE WRONG NOTE.&lt;br /&gt;then the pieces i&lt;br /&gt;STUMBLED ON SOME NOTES&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS RUSHING.&lt;br /&gt;then the sight reading&lt;br /&gt;aiyoyo.&lt;br /&gt;aural.&lt;br /&gt;he was like,&lt;br /&gt;" is this baroque, classical, romantic or 20th century?"&lt;br /&gt;and then i said,&lt;br /&gt;"romantic"&lt;br /&gt;and then he ask me for reason.&lt;br /&gt;then when i say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE LOOKED AT ME WEIRDLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then no voice how to singg?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this mean i'm dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHERE IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPERMAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115311969532039361?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115311969532039361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115311969532039361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115311969532039361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115311969532039361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-voice-is-gonee-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115192589423462807</id><published>2006-07-03T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T04:24:54.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week of school okay la&lt;br /&gt;then later. HIP programme will start&lt;br /&gt;during RAP&lt;br /&gt;the only time to do HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;SIANN.&lt;br /&gt;choir is more fun like this.&lt;br /&gt;not so long hours.&lt;br /&gt;piano exam coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17 july 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man this date feels like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A STAKE IN THE HEART.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jap class change teacher AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;dunno which one is scarier.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for youth day holiday.&lt;br /&gt;CANT WE HAVE&lt;br /&gt;MORE&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today we watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPERMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superman is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom kept laughing&lt;br /&gt;and then i started wondering.&lt;br /&gt;WASNT THAT GUY&lt;br /&gt;THE CYCLOPS GUY?&lt;br /&gt;ormaybenot.&lt;br /&gt;the show is veryvery nice.&lt;br /&gt;okay sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M ON MY SUGAR HIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPERMAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115192589423462807?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115192589423462807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115192589423462807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115192589423462807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115192589423462807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/07/hellooo-first-week-of-school-okay-la.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115090274816015057</id><published>2006-06-21T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T08:12:28.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name ur top 15 friends. Don't read the qns until you've named the 15 ppl mixture of boys n girls. At the end of this, pass this down to 5 more ppl. (not according to best friends, if not it wouldn't be fun)&lt;br /&gt;1 CYRIL&lt;br /&gt;2 ERG&lt;br /&gt;3 JOJOBELLEEEE&lt;br /&gt;4 TAN(keneth)&lt;br /&gt;5 ROXANNNEEEE&lt;br /&gt;6 LAVAAAA&lt;br /&gt;7 YANI&lt;br /&gt;8 VALERIE&lt;br /&gt;9 SIAH&lt;br /&gt;10 ANDREA&lt;br /&gt;11 GANHAOQING&lt;br /&gt;12 NILESH&lt;br /&gt;13 ZHEN MING&lt;br /&gt;14 SIYING&lt;br /&gt;15 YU JUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's #10's crush?&lt;br /&gt;ERM. andrea. she doesnt know too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever tot of kissing #8?&lt;br /&gt;she er. has other plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #7.&lt;br /&gt;a PURE SOPRANO. and erm. crazy in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe ani of #12 family members?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u ever date #7?&lt;br /&gt;its a SHE lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the deepest secret u noe abt #1? &lt;br /&gt;um. he has no secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u ever be in a relationship wib #11?&lt;br /&gt;oh great. SWORNBROS dont fallinLOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad if #9 n #14 dated?&lt;br /&gt;um. they are both girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did u crush on #6 b4?&lt;br /&gt;nope. she got partner already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wads ur fave thing bout #5?&lt;br /&gt;she's NICE. and puts up with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wads #2 fave?&lt;br /&gt;QUARELLING. thats my younger bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad will u do if #10 confess he/she lyk u?&lt;br /&gt;erm. nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hus #13 goin out with?&lt;br /&gt;aiya ask him lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time u spoke to #13?&lt;br /&gt;A LONG LONG TIME AGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's #2 fave band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;carrie underwood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #1 best friend?&lt;br /&gt;shaun and nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u ever date #4?&lt;br /&gt;2NDTIME. SWORNBROSDONT FALLINLOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u ever lyk #7?&lt;br /&gt;yea. good friends(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 n #2 make a gd couple?&lt;br /&gt;dunno leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3.&lt;br /&gt;a long term friend and erm. funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the funniest thing abt #15?&lt;br /&gt;he lets me bully him.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #9 crush?&lt;br /&gt;ME(: nolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next few people:&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115090274816015057?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115090274816015057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115090274816015057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115090274816015057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115090274816015057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/06/name-ur-top-15-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-115037951514467084</id><published>2006-06-15T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T05:53:49.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todayy we went to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my mum, bigger and younger bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we saw the pink dolphins&lt;br /&gt;and then there was a fat one&lt;br /&gt;and browios kept saying mean stuff like&lt;br /&gt;maybe its too fat to jump,&lt;br /&gt;do u see a tear trickling down,&lt;br /&gt;and yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;THE DOLPHIN GIVING UP HIS LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR SWEETIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and the pple were looking at me weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the beach&lt;br /&gt;but didnt swim&lt;br /&gt;so browios was building a ermm&lt;br /&gt;woman's physique in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;i mean he's not bad or anything&lt;br /&gt;just having funn(:&lt;br /&gt;so i was crumbling in epileptic fits(isthisthespelling?)&lt;br /&gt;and my mum was like&lt;br /&gt;"ask bro to draw a bikini for her"&lt;br /&gt;yeah bro. way to gooo.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed under the sun for quite some time&lt;br /&gt;didnt get darker&lt;br /&gt;but got sunburnss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God the weather was great&lt;br /&gt;but browios kept complaining&lt;br /&gt;about the wind destroying his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left earlier than we expected&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm really sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday class gathering.&lt;br /&gt;then st clarr rox and me left&lt;br /&gt;then took prinnnts.&lt;br /&gt;and me and rox go HOMEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week to school reopen.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i dont like school so much.&lt;br /&gt;i oso dunno why SHE must be so fierce&lt;br /&gt;later someone gonna puke then ask to go out&lt;br /&gt;and she says&lt;br /&gt;"dont interrupt my lesson"&lt;br /&gt;does this mean she allows the person to puke&lt;br /&gt;INCLASS?&lt;br /&gt;its all test,test,test,test,test and more test.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of studying so hard lah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so busy everyday&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm losing my senses already.&lt;br /&gt;i cant cope with jap.&lt;br /&gt;i have to plaster on a smile.&lt;br /&gt;burning the weekends to study.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasnt tamed so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JADED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-115037951514467084?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/115037951514467084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=115037951514467084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/115037951514467084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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yes&lt;br /&gt;we went swimmmiing&lt;br /&gt;it was okayy&lt;br /&gt;budden&lt;br /&gt;i got&lt;br /&gt;1 blueblack&lt;br /&gt;2 swollen patches&lt;br /&gt;3 scratches&lt;br /&gt;and 10.&lt;br /&gt;yes, 10.&lt;br /&gt;brokenn nails.&lt;br /&gt;or sth like thatt.&lt;br /&gt;so it was &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;jojobelleee couldnt come.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home&lt;br /&gt;and watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KING KONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nanny dearest&lt;/strong&gt; told me it was gross&lt;br /&gt;but i thought it was quite nice&lt;br /&gt;then i tot&lt;br /&gt;that anne will fall in love&lt;br /&gt;with the kingggkonggg.&lt;br /&gt;i am so seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so quite an eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;no going overseas this june.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll just pop&lt;br /&gt;over to sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;but on that day&lt;br /&gt;when i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE DONT RAINN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114994914541392357?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114994914541392357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114994914541392357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114994914541392357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114994914541392357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/06/sploshh-ok-so-i-believe-all-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114958718512600718</id><published>2006-06-06T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T02:46:25.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so zacc, i'm updating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erg&lt;/strong&gt; bought &lt;strong&gt;hairdye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is like&lt;br /&gt;really weird since he is only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eleven?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;so today me and roxannneeee&lt;br /&gt;went to SHELVE BOOKS AT THE&lt;br /&gt;LIBRARY&lt;br /&gt;FOR CIP.&lt;br /&gt;yes so i came back&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;hip, back and joint&lt;br /&gt;ache.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm growing old.&lt;br /&gt;well now i got all 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'm gonna do more.&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch&lt;br /&gt;took prints.&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;OH YA HOR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jojobelle.&lt;br /&gt;i found &lt;strong&gt;MR TOFUUUMANN&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so thats it.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to study&lt;br /&gt;before my brain grows old&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT DOES OKAYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114958718512600718?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114958718512600718/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114916843981219637</id><published>2006-06-01T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T06:27:19.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks lava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u have to express 8 points u wld want ur perfect lover to be.&lt;br /&gt;u have to state the gender of the lover&lt;br /&gt;u have to tagg 8 victims..&lt;br /&gt;and finally leave a comment on their blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously too lazy to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gender: MALE, obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. he has to able to do housework&lt;br /&gt;2. he has to be sweet(:&lt;br /&gt;3. he has to be taller than me&lt;br /&gt;4. he has to be able to SING!&lt;br /&gt;5. be able to make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;6. umm. good looking?&lt;br /&gt;7. caring.&lt;br /&gt;8. X-FACTOR (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno YET, who to sabo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114916843981219637?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114916843981219637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114916843981219637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114916843981219637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114916843981219637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/06/thanks-lava.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114895887463052510</id><published>2006-05-29T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:14:34.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. hellohellooo&lt;br /&gt;school holidays are here.&lt;br /&gt;finished all my hw&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT the yue du le thingy.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;results are back(:&lt;br /&gt;did well so&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;but since &lt;strong&gt;JOLENE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you all know&lt;br /&gt;the one with the BRAINS.&lt;br /&gt;is in GY&lt;br /&gt;and she is doing almost better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT IS NOT A GOOD SIGN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;SMARTY-PANTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to study some math.&lt;br /&gt;and just did some chhheeeena work yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;cause of the &lt;strong&gt;B3&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;DARN.&lt;br /&gt;but the heart is willing&lt;br /&gt;the soul is weak.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how i'm going to keep my grades up this way.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm not like ERG&lt;br /&gt;computer 24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PRAY HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114895887463052510?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114787402337000987</id><published>2006-05-17T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T06:53:43.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE LAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are not the only one okay.&lt;br /&gt;you sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;i sleep LATE.&lt;br /&gt;we all dont like the long hours.&lt;br /&gt;we are all tired.&lt;br /&gt;school's so close to your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE TO TAKE AN HOUR'S RIDE HOME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say that at least i can keep up my grades.&lt;br /&gt;but you never know how much i study for them.&lt;br /&gt;you say u get to sleep early because you cant study on weekdays&lt;br /&gt;truth is. i dont even have time to study on weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;you say u dont study much on weekends&lt;br /&gt;cause you are not in the mood to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but none of us are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your parents come in their car to take you home.&lt;br /&gt;my dad goes around the world so often.&lt;br /&gt;i hardly see him.&lt;br /&gt;you've got a perfect family&lt;br /&gt;i dont have that.&lt;br /&gt;you're so talented.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;you live in a big house.&lt;br /&gt;i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU GET EVERYTHING YOU WANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont.&lt;br /&gt;what more can you ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114787402337000987?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114787402337000987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114787402337000987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114787402337000987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114787402337000987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114683473359478834</id><published>2006-05-05T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T06:12:13.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO(:&lt;br /&gt;bad week.&lt;br /&gt;fell sick for the first time this year.&lt;br /&gt;AFTER choir concert. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALLELUIA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was bad.&lt;br /&gt;lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;ask jo if u dont believe.&lt;br /&gt;not many pple now how to lipread.&lt;br /&gt;when i said " i told u to go back"&lt;br /&gt;val asked " u want a &lt;strong&gt;FISH TANK?!&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;how bad can this be.&lt;br /&gt;3 days already.&lt;br /&gt;my forte is my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COME BACK PLEASE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open house coming already.&lt;br /&gt;faster cure leh.&lt;br /&gt;fever hit a shocking height.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt go to school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;monday chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just DIE.&lt;br /&gt;the medicine is taking its toll.&lt;br /&gt;feeling very very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ERG MUST STOP SINGING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU ARE GOING TO DRIVE ME NUTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SINGING WHEN I AM COOPED UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN MY UNENDING SILENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh please come back to meeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114683473359478834?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114683473359478834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114683473359478834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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CONCERT WAS A SUCCESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok hello(:&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had the second concert.&lt;br /&gt;friday was the first.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt say that saturday was bad.&lt;br /&gt;but.. friday was better.&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to rush with the making up&lt;br /&gt;then i was just pressing it into my eye.&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;then there they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY MOM AND ERG AND &lt;strong&gt;SIYING AND YUAN LONG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg it was so freaky.&lt;br /&gt;they were rght in the front&lt;br /&gt;and erg was like staring at me&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun&lt;br /&gt;lucky i didnt forget any of my dance steps&lt;br /&gt;or movements&lt;br /&gt;or expressions.&lt;br /&gt;but now my jaws hurt from all the smiling&lt;br /&gt;and i'm trying to frown as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;so it wont hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANY THANKS TO SIYING AND YUAN LONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR GRACING THE OCCASION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND GET WELL SOON MISS YEONG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114635966239932664?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114635966239932664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114635966239932664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114635966239932664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114635966239932664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/04/eeeeeeeeeeeeeee-yes-concert-was.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114493788441550999</id><published>2006-04-13T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T07:18:04.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;sad post no.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt; more days to BIG day.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday joce.&lt;br /&gt;i should be happy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;we're all trying hard to be like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;trying to be the people we dont want to be.&lt;br /&gt;people tell me they hate sec school.&lt;br /&gt;and they get on so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people start screaming at each other.&lt;br /&gt;primary school seems too far away.&lt;br /&gt;where were those days&lt;br /&gt;when we were such &lt;strong&gt;GOOOOOOD friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm just waiting too long.&lt;br /&gt;for the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHERE DID I GO WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;three more days to big day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i should be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes i should be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday, girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but this time, you're alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114493788441550999?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114493788441550999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114493788441550999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114493788441550999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114493788441550999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello_13.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114466313140824510</id><published>2006-04-10T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T02:58:51.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if today is a sad sad &lt;strong&gt;SAD DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today on the bus on the way home&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about psle results day again.&lt;br /&gt;and then i remembered her&lt;br /&gt;sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;smiling and cheering for me when i went up.&lt;br /&gt;she was as happy as i was.&lt;br /&gt;i remember her collecting her results&lt;br /&gt;and saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" JUST FOUR MORE MARKS. FOUR MORE MARKS."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i remember her crying&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i remember her mom looking at my results and going&lt;br /&gt;" aiyo."&lt;br /&gt;i still wonder how come i couldnt empathise with her.&lt;br /&gt;how come she worked as hard as i did&lt;br /&gt;and didnt get what she deserved.&lt;br /&gt;i remember calling her every 5 mins to ask her&lt;br /&gt;chinese words&lt;br /&gt;on the day before the psle exam.&lt;br /&gt;i remember her saying&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;its alright. i know how much it means to you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got my A*&lt;br /&gt;and when i got it.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt thank her.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to.&lt;br /&gt;i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;she was sad.&lt;br /&gt;we fought before the psle.&lt;br /&gt;but she was still there.&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;encouraging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now she's the first to come to the choir concert.&lt;br /&gt;she's always been so supportive.&lt;br /&gt;how come i never saw it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now we're not the same people anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please come back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU MAKE ME WHO I AM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114466313140824510?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114466313140824510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114466313140824510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114466313140824510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114466313140824510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114257888073064920</id><published>2006-03-16T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:01:20.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CHOIR CAMP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. just came back from choir camp. omg. sooo sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;lights off at &lt;strong&gt;1.30am&lt;/strong&gt;. slept at &lt;strong&gt;2am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the hard hard HARD floor. with my mat/sleeping bag/mattress. although it didnt make any difference.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are still &lt;strong&gt;chilli hot. &lt;/strong&gt;finished up my homework when i came back.&lt;br /&gt;sci test on monday.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;at choir camp we had this talent night thing&lt;br /&gt;where we had to perform something in front of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i am in &lt;strong&gt;B1. Banana 1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did dancing queen.&lt;br /&gt;and it was so funniii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but we didnt win )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the seniors were telling us ghost stories.&lt;br /&gt;and i was trying to SCARE jien nee.&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scared myself instead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finish choreography liao.&lt;br /&gt;not bad.&lt;br /&gt;scully performing that time i do wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that would be so embarrassing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ah well&lt;br /&gt;i guess the choir practice was okay.&lt;br /&gt;just a few more to go till our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wanna come watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks sy, for being so ENTHUSIASTIC about it. ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114257888073064920?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114257888073064920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114257888073064920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114257888073064920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114257888073064920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-114006014672906490</id><published>2006-02-15T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T19:22:26.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HELLO(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's alright. we had captain's ball inter-class match yesterday. i got into the dunno-how-to-play-well group. we didnt practice. so we lost that 1 match. 5-3. DANG. dont worry team six. WE WILL WIN THE NEXT 3 MATCHES!!!!! i am a lousy captain right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we have a day off. phew. finally a day to sort my mind out. english test next week, with jap counter test. i think thats still ok. 27 of feb. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KILLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; week. history test. math test. and jap ca1. i dont know if i dread it or want it to come quickly so it will be over soon. but whatever it is, i hope everyone is coping well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i think i am changing. we're not the same people anymore arent we? 2 months in a new school and we're all growing up. best friends arent best friends anymore. the quiet people are outspoken now. everythings changing. truth: i am a big DRAMA QUEEN  now. dunno if its a bad bad thing. i just hope that those who want me to be who i was. please dont hate me. because i cant turn back time. thanks for loving me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life calls for an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENCORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-114006014672906490?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/114006014672906490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=114006014672906490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114006014672906490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/114006014672906490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-schools-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113879318704897450</id><published>2006-02-01T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T03:26:27.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was ok. ok. bettterrrrr than okay, ok? our school allow us to wear home clothes todayyy. we saw hq sis. and then 90% of the girls all wear skirts. oh man. i was the minority who wore pantsss. in class eugenia and michelle and joelleeeee and louise and meeee were laughing like nuts about our weird stories. they didnt believe i had depression or something along that line in pri 4. that was one bad year. we were talking about stupid things and laughing. and then when we went home, the jillian look-alike was supposed to take the same bus but didnt in the end. dunno why. tot i took the wrong bus. noo yeeeaaahh holidays were great. had time to finally relax.&lt;br /&gt;pray pray that we will be one happieee family. bigggaaa browey will do well in o levels. erg erg will cope well.. dadddios will be lesss stressss and earn more moolah. and mumssyyy... stay the same old smiley mumsyy as always. meee... i will be a happie mee. no one will hate me. and everyone thing will go welllll!!!! also that siying will stay all hippy hoppy. and that things get bettterrr for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;TO NEW BEGINNINGS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113879318704897450?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113879318704897450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113879318704897450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113879318704897450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113879318704897450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113785424911233870</id><published>2006-01-21T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T06:37:29.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO&lt;br /&gt;aha! so i am finally updating my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;yep while revising for my history and math test.&lt;br /&gt;and my jap dictation. sec school is stressssssful&lt;br /&gt;so much homework&lt;br /&gt;we started tests when pple havent even started lessons&lt;br /&gt;i told my mom i better get tuition&lt;br /&gt;she said no. must try out alone.&lt;br /&gt;my mind is blowing up&lt;br /&gt;information over load&lt;br /&gt;and recently i have been acting like a little looney&lt;br /&gt;everythings changing&lt;br /&gt;i dont want it to&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113785424911233870?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113785424911233870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113785424911233870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113785424911233870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113785424911233870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-aha-so-i-am-finally-updating-my.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113575273241866520</id><published>2005-12-27T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:52:12.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that my blog only reaches about 5 people. so this is for you all&lt;br /&gt;today lava rox and me went SWIMMING!!! so cool. lava made a lot of noise. and me and rox wasted 40 cents on the locker. ask her for more details. then later lava left for rgs. so me and rox were left ALONE. so once we were done, showered and everything, we went to lot 1. lol to have lunch and take neeooo. we took 2 (omg $8 GONE). the first one wasnt very nice because we uhh werent realli ready yet. the second one was much much nicer. and the sad part was, we onli found out about certain features at the end of the decorating. sad sad. but it was nicer anyway. so swimming and uhh neoing were both fun. today was COOL. thanks rox for the bubble tea and THE BOTH OF YOU FOR MAKING MY DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;see? i can be fun after all! ((:    FRIENDS FOREVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113575273241866520?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113575273241866520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113575273241866520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113575273241866520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113575273241866520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-everyone-i-just-found-out-that.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113532896417288605</id><published>2005-12-23T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T01:09:24.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT:(for this guy, if u ever come across this)&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU NICE MALAY OR CHINESE TEENAGE GUY WHO WORE A RED SHIRT AND JEANS WITH DYED HAIR AT JEC TODAY WHO SAVED ME FROM FAT OLD MAN FROM ASKING ME FOR MONEY FOR HIS BUS FARE!!!! HE ONLY KNOWS HOW TO COME AFTER LITTLE GIRLS FOR MONEY!!! IF HE NEEDS THE MONEY HE SHOULD GO ASK ADULTS FOR IT!!! THANKS FOR SAVING ME AND MY FRIEND. I HOPE THAT THE MONEY U GET WILL ADD AND ADD AFTER THIS!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! GOD BLESS YOU!! AND MAY THAT FAT OLD MAN STOP ASKING LITTLE GIRLS FOR MONEY BECAUSE WE WILL NOT GIVE IT!!! BIG FAT MAN!!! GO GET YOUR OWN MONEY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113532896417288605?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113532896417288605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113532896417288605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113532896417288605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113532896417288605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/12/announcementfor-this-guy-if-u-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113517075572265421</id><published>2005-12-21T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T05:12:35.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy&lt;br /&gt;i'm back from hongkong. it's lovely over there. only that i didnt buy anything&lt;br /&gt;at all T_T. so expensive!!!! we went broke on the second day, buying all that chinese medicine. i cant believe dad did that to me. pills are the pits. ok. so we didnt go shopping, definetely not as good as china. there everything so cheeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;on the third say we went to ocean park, and sat the roller coaster but not the one which went 360 degrees. i didnt think it was that bad, but apparently, it was no more roller coasters for my dad and younger brother. there was this deep drop, which was scary because it brought my stomach right down to my ankles, and almost left me flying. we also sat on the one that plunges down the water and we got all wet. which left us colder than ever, knowing that it was 13 degrees cold and out.&lt;br /&gt;the next day, it was DISNEYLAND!!! so COOL!!! i love disneyland!!!! there was the pooh bear ride, but we had to queue for 2hrs, so FORGET IT. we watched the mickey 3D movie, which was kinda cool, and a live show which had lots of singing and music so i loved it very much. then we took the mild rides coz there was only one roller coaster and the queue was... up to u to imagine. then there was the spinning teacups, but it wasnt fun because my mom and little browey were sick halfway through so i couldnt spin the cup anymore. no fun. i bought a miserable collerpin from there and that was about it. oh yea. and cookies!!! nice tins they have. but wait, one more point for disneyland!! there was the fireworks and they were so nice!!! i love fireworks!! i think it kinda gives the world more light!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;next day, freee and easyyyy.. walked one and a half hours to the ferry harbour. and back. and my legs were dead. didnt buy anything at all. one collerpin from disneyland, and some cookies. that was it. we went home with them. flight was at 8pm. watched The Island on the plane. so nice. EWAN MCGREGOR IS SO CUTE!!!!! ok wait. this should be about my holiday, not my utter declaration of my likes for ewan. lol. came back at about 11.45pm and went home. brushed teeth and slept. no more. my holiday is OVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113517075572265421?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113517075572265421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113517075572265421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113517075572265421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113517075572265421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/12/heyy-im-back-from-hongkong.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113437209519483831</id><published>2005-12-11T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T23:21:37.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear diary&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it hurts pretty much doesnt it.. i'm not superficial. but still&lt;br /&gt;i'm treated like it. perhaps i am going numb. numb from all this emotion. i paved this way myself&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to get myself out. if u stop making it worse. cant u see i'm trying? but no. obviously not. but i'm not going to be sad. i'm going to cast them away. because like wad lebron james said: "it's not what u ask of me. it's what i ask of myself"&lt;br /&gt;jting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113437209519483831?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113437209519483831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113437209519483831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113437209519483831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113437209519483831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/12/dear-diary-sometimes-it-hurts-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113392857737107127</id><published>2005-12-06T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:09:37.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyy.. i realised that my blog is dead.. so perhaps this could bring back a bit of its life. i have nothing much to say. only that yesterday's yesterday i did go to the library. and hq and wx say that THEY ALL ( whoever they are) saw me. and then i asked them to prove it. and i think both wx and hq said i wore a pink shirt which was right, but wx say i wore three quarter pants, which was wrong. and the rest was also wrong. i dunno whether they were talking about saturday. coz if it was saturday, yes, i saw u and u saw me. we even talked to each other. over and out.&lt;br /&gt;lol.. nilesh was so nice. he treated clarice, sy, st and me to chicken little, then give us $25 for our chow and we still had quite some money left. so we went to the arcade and blew it all, even my $5 which i didnt realise. omg.. so much money gone. chicken little was not as good as i thought but okay anyway. THANKS, NILESH FOR THAT WONDERFUL DAY! everything was paid by him. lucky us. and i guess, thats the end of my story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113392857737107127?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113392857737107127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113392857737107127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113392857737107127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113392857737107127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/12/heyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113230289679800568</id><published>2005-11-18T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T00:34:56.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for 6a..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i thought of all the tears we cried&lt;br /&gt;and the joy we shared&lt;br /&gt;the things we did&lt;br /&gt;and those who cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know someday&lt;br /&gt;this time will come&lt;br /&gt;cant drown my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;no whisky, no rum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as tears run down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;while writing this letter&lt;br /&gt;i think in my head&lt;br /&gt;will things get better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm happy&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm sad&lt;br /&gt;but leaving it all&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'm glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything is all&lt;br /&gt;written in the skies above&lt;br /&gt;for all those whom&lt;br /&gt;i shared the strongest love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113230289679800568?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113230289679800568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113230289679800568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113230289679800568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113230289679800568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/11/for-6a.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113212796441008187</id><published>2005-11-15T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:59:24.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh noooooooooo.. last dae together... i am really going to miss you all!! thanks for making my life complete and to those who shared 6 years of my life together... thanks for always being there.. i dunno if i will cry or laugh.. but every memory is lodged in my head and i wont let them go. wished time had waited for me. so.. many thanks to everyone!! 6A rawkssss!! I LOVE YOU ALL!! muackks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113212796441008187?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113212796441008187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113212796441008187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113212796441008187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113212796441008187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-noooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113187854502449323</id><published>2005-11-13T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T02:42:25.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..i dunno wad this nonsense is.. but wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you get one wish of anything, what would u ask for?&lt;br /&gt;    everything.&lt;br /&gt;2. what animal would u be?&lt;br /&gt;    is this an insult? i am turning into an angel!!&lt;br /&gt;3. something u want to do in your life:&lt;br /&gt;    earn lots of moolah.&lt;br /&gt;4. one time there were these Ninjas... (finish the statement):&lt;br /&gt;     and they were green with shells?&lt;br /&gt;5. one song u could listen to over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;     uhh.. a lot&lt;br /&gt;6. coke or pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;     pepsi&lt;br /&gt;7. something u currently desire?&lt;br /&gt;    good psle results.&lt;br /&gt;8. what's a mastoid?&lt;br /&gt;    uhh.. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;9. one good deed u have done lately?&lt;br /&gt;    buy my younger bro his food.&lt;br /&gt;10. a funny moment in my life:&lt;br /&gt;      when i pulled the microphone while acting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next 5: too lazy to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113187854502449323?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113187854502449323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113187854502449323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113187854502449323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113187854502449323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok_13.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113171942360659668</id><published>2005-11-11T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T06:30:23.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. both ERVIN and CLARICE made me do this. but i wont bother doing it twice. DANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game :Post 5 weird and random facts about yourself,then at the end,list the names of 5 people who are next in line to do this.Don't forget to leave a comment that says 'You are tagged" in their xanga and tell them to read yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i still play neopets.&lt;br /&gt;2. i cant write anything about my family on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. i love the green clock on the wall very much. (it died todae)&lt;br /&gt;4. i like wearing my power rangers t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;5. i like jabbing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5 UNLUCKY people:&lt;br /&gt;brother senior(zm), brother junior(ken tan), zeng xue, kj and shi teng!!!&lt;br /&gt;ps..for TAN, i and clarice both want u to write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. u all happie now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113171942360659668?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113171942360659668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113171942360659668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113171942360659668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113171942360659668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok_11.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113162530462960259</id><published>2005-11-10T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T04:21:44.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. so this is for u, shi teng. because u want me to post. so i post. todae was ok. no sad stuff. no happie stuff.. supposed to go out with sy and clarice tomolo.. den dunno if that st wanna come. dang. hq is asking me why i think he is so sweet. and frankly, i dunno. haha. we r running out games to play. everydae play UNO not fun liaozzz. and then we plae game of life. quite ok.. was not the richest but also not the poooooorest. haha. stole all the lifes from ming wei. will be going to hong kong for holidaesss. thinking about holidaes remind me about psle results.. pray i do well man.. dunnnnnnoo if i will be crying or laughing. crying happie tears and or sad ones, laughing estatically or laughing because i am delirious. how ironic. oh man.. just praying it is something good dude. jay album is sold out everywhere. bigga browey went to orchard then can find lorxx.. sad sad.. ok. so.. uh.. bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113162530462960259?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113162530462960259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113162530462960259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113162530462960259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113162530462960259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-113057418264307417</id><published>2005-10-29T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T01:23:02.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyss&lt;br /&gt;went out with shi teng, clarice and si ying todae. went to lot 1. reached there at 10am.. and most of the shops were not open. DANG. so we were roving around like nomads till the gift a name shop opened, cause that's where we got lava's bdae present. oh, btw, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY LAVA!!! so after that, went to get her a card almost the same price as a present. lols.. then go take neo. the first one came out all wrong and we didnt look at the camera because we didnt know they were taking it. HAHA. but no choice. so we just decorate it realli realli much to destroy our ugly faces. but still okay lor.. decorated till left 5 secs. haha. soooo.. because the first one was ruined, we went to take the second one. and oh gooooodie!! it came out all right!!! but still we decorated like crazy and this time, left onli 3 secs. haha! so i quickly grabbed the nice ones before the others did. :D haha. i dun realli know how to put them in here so u wont be able to see them. haha!! had loads and loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to jurong point with lava, zhi ling and jolene to celebrate lava's birfdae. she treated us to pizza and ice cream. :p how generous! then went to walk around and lava bought a red 37 degrees pencil box. then they laugh laugh laugh although i didnt know wad they were laughing about but i laughed along anyway. they were laughing about a volcano????? nvm. not the main point. so i went out on two days and my feet are aching like crazy. si ying was soooo cute and she came extra early and i didnt believe it. shi teng finally found out she looked very innocent and clarice found out she had paid 20 cents extra on bubble tea. DARN IT! and i? hmmm.. i dunno wad i found out. i found out that i just spent all my savings for the week and i will haf to go without my meals next week.. AHHHHHHH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-113057418264307417?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/113057418264307417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=113057418264307417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113057418264307417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/113057418264307417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/10/heyss-went-out-with-shi-teng-clarice.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-112934438595615919</id><published>2005-10-15T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T19:46:26.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. first, i need to scold that idiot who has been posting stupid stuff on my blog. but that is not the main point. daddios came back from shanghai liaoz. FINALLY. the long waited T-MACS 5 is in my hands!!!!! yay!!! nothing much going on inside the house. all of us minding our own business. went out with siying to watch a movie a couple of daes ago. and siying wiped out three quarters of the nachos before the show even started. watched the corpse bride. very nice. but didnt understand the last part of the show. currently, siying is holding my journal hostage and demands a hundred bucks for it, which i SO AM NOT GONNA GIVE. but if she reads a single page of it, she will so DIE.&lt;br /&gt;last of all, here comes the sad parts. haizzz.. everybody is so happie. while i am not. cried till i had no tears left on thursday night. too many things happening at once. bought a bunch of chocolates yesterdae. cause they sae that eating chocolates will make u happier. finished siying gave the sneakers bar. nice but too many nuts. today will go library with siying and angeline. later will go west mall and walk around and siying wants to buy some stuff. angeline seems realli sad recently. and i noe WHY. so whoever has been treating her badly, U NOE WHO U R, and u better do something about it. ( hint: A GIRL) next friday will probably meet up with a few close friends and go out to plae as much as possible. SO MUCH TO DO. SO LITTLE TIME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-112934438595615919?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/112934438595615919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=112934438595615919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112934438595615919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112934438595615919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-112713061269654061</id><published>2005-09-19T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T04:50:13.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harlow.. prelims finally over. one more set of examinations left to complete. pls let me do well.. haha.. daddios came back from shanghai liaoz.. sumore buy my bigger bro t-mac 5. in america havent even come out yet. so lucky. daddios noe i want azoom lebrons but he never buy for me.. haiz.. so sad. he bought me a pair of jeans that couldnt fit. oh well. at least he tot of buying something for me.. found out that i got very horrible results for english.. sorri mommios. didnt do that well. will study harder. my generation 20 tamagotchi was killed. haizz.. all my hard work gone to waste. bad things happening one after another. huo bu dan xing. wish i had germaine's brain. top in class. then daddios and mommios wun be so sad anymore.. i am on my own.. n to the darren dude.. if u EVER EVER see my blog, remember that i MUST n i WILL beat your 260 aggregate!! watch out.. HUMPH..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-112713061269654061?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/112713061269654061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=112713061269654061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112713061269654061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112713061269654061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/09/harlow.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-112511508601303803</id><published>2005-08-27T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T20:58:06.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad news: none. yipppppeeeeeee!!! first time!!&lt;br /&gt;happi news: LOADS!! dadios ( dad) said tat he would buy me BIG BIG BIG present from hong kong. finished teachers day poem for miss irnny. now starting on miss yeong's one. later off to buy loads of teacher's dae presents. provided my wallet doesnt bleed. bigga browey said if i get above 250 he will gimmie 10 big bucks. seems very little. but considering that he never even gives me a bdae prezzie, yeah. it is a lot. i onli have to give him 5 bucks if he gets 15 points and below. so i am going to study very very very very hard. frens think me is very sad. but nuh uh. me is happie!! burden is off my shoulders!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-112511508601303803?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/112511508601303803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=112511508601303803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112511508601303803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112511508601303803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/08/sad-news-none.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-112426652308501154</id><published>2005-08-17T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T01:15:23.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad stuff ( sadder dan eva ): sometimes, i think that u dunno anything. realli. nothing at all. u think everybody likes you the way you think they do. but they dont. they dont like you. and i know who they are. what is wrong with me? with them? almost five years of being together. six. and all u ever rant on about is my bad stuff. because you never saw the real me. you think that i will be there for you when u ask for me. u think that u can throw me aside when there is someone better. n then come back to me when u need help. dont be too smug. because if u dont even know the truth of the CLOSEST ones around u, u dont know anything. n u know wad? this is retribution.&lt;br /&gt;happi stuff: eh... made a new friend todae. and browey came back from camp. funny browey. feels weird without him around. except for the fact that i can take his bed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;scary stuff: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! browey said his friend saw a ghost during camp. the girl was hysterical. she was with a guy. but da guy didnt see it. freaked. i cant sleep tonite. pray pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-112426652308501154?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/112426652308501154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=112426652308501154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112426652308501154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112426652308501154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/08/sad-stuff-sadder-dan-eva-sometimes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-112368272021578552</id><published>2005-08-10T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T07:05:20.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad stuff: wanted a pair of azoom lebrons. but daddy didnt wanna buy them for me. never mind. they have given me too many things. dun ask for too much. BAD GIRL!! bigger bro got 3 tmacs. 1 nike air. and 1 and1. sometimes things just seem a little strange now arent they? little bro got his converse sneakers. but hey! guess wad? they fit me too. but he wont let me wear them. no diff. hai... went to plae bball todae. glasses got smashed by some friends. ha ha. sweat a lot. came home and stomach started feeling funny. get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;happy stuff: did more work today than any other day. hope all this hardwork pays off. mom got me a new book to read. the broken bridge by philip pullman wasnt my type. not much time to read anymore anyway. browey almost killed my zen micro. luckily i saved it. little bro found his hand on the big big big big big big big BIG birthday card for singapore. but i couldnt find mine. ah. just as well. so people will not laugh at mine. haha. not too bad a day i guess. still waiting for a pair of bball shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-112368272021578552?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/112368272021578552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=112368272021578552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112368272021578552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112368272021578552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/08/sad-stuff-wanted-pair-of-azoom-lebrons.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-112349480169814361</id><published>2005-08-08T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T02:53:21.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad stuff: hmmm.. wanted to play basketball todae. but decided to be nice and keep my mum company. yesterday played liao. my bro refused to go home until i took the ball away. and he became very sad. so i am sad too. days past like minutes. exams coming soon. friends all sending their wishes. feeling very sad for some reason i cant describe.&lt;br /&gt;happy stuff: went to watch charlie and the chocolate factory today. very funny. had a good laugh. ervin and his frens came out of the theatre before i went in. so dey all said tat it wuz veri funny. my mommy said she fell asleep. lol. waste moni. later went to buy some stuff. overall, a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-112349480169814361?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/112349480169814361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=112349480169814361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112349480169814361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112349480169814361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/08/sad-stuff-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-112263192325204122</id><published>2005-07-29T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T03:12:03.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad stuff: my life hates me. i hate my life. no diff. why do all these things always happen to me? i never did anything wrong. pple hate me for things i never did. confront me for things i dun have the chance to say. but no one ever asked me why. everything comes for a reason but people dont want to tell me wat it is. why did she have to do this to me? i treated her so well. i wanted to make her happy but somethings just backfire on me. cant she understand?&lt;br /&gt;happy stuff: not much homework. everyone is very envious of my emily strange bag. pple want me to buy for them. umberto did not lose for games day. mom bought me all time favourite food: COMBOS. now veri hard to find liao. jillian wants it as if addicted. lol. daddy bought perfume. jiangyi jie jie bought me a pink belt. hope life changes for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-112263192325204122?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/112263192325204122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=112263192325204122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112263192325204122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112263192325204122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/07/sad-stuff-my-life-hates-me.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-112211588925302629</id><published>2005-07-23T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T03:51:29.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not u</title><content type='html'>sad stuff: i dont understand why. i never did anything wrong to you and yet you are treating me like crap. like wad is so wrong with me? and like, is nothing wrong with you? you think u r always perfect but you never knew that there are so many people saying so many things about you behind your back. u think you know everything but actually, you know nothing. u tink that life is always candy and roses but u never knew it was never meant to be like that. i never let wad u say about me put me down but if i never knew wad u said so recently, i would still have been an idiot waiting for an answer to appear out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;happy stuff: went to the library but didnt find any books cause i wanted to read my novella. laughed a lot with zx and angeline and took a million pics on angeline's hp. bought some new stuff. had a friendly fight with zx about choosing a new hairband. lol. toked abt pple and ourselves and feigned anger. had a realli fun time. mom got a stepometre for me. is it spelt that way? ha ha.. have walked 11906 steps so far..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-112211588925302629?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/112211588925302629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=112211588925302629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112211588925302629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/112211588925302629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/07/not-u.html' title='not u'/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-111942534833646356</id><published>2005-06-22T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T00:29:08.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m BACK. whoooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo!!! bought lots of stuff. and a pair of oversized converse sneakers. but hu cares. can wear can liao. bought a swatch watch. fake one. obviously. but veri cute. bought a guitar. going to learn. want to be a music prodigy. although it seems impossible. bought the sisterhood of the travelling pants movie. older bro bought 3 pairs of t-macs. i also wanted. but no my size. also bought lots of t-shirts, some gummy sweets, a nike sportsbag and a adidas slingbag. go with 3 luggages. come back with 4. also bought a pair of lovely cargo pants. now veri rich. haha. but.... have to do lots of HOMEWORK!!! AAAHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-111942534833646356?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/111942534833646356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=111942534833646356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/111942534833646356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/111942534833646356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-m-back.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-111883991385570958</id><published>2005-06-15T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T05:51:53.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaAAAAAAAHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! bad news number 1: i am going to shanghai this weekend. friday, to be exact. i dun wanna go............. but no choice. my dad bought the tickets. so gotta go. this is such a last minute decision. so i cant attend zm bdae party. (i am realli sorri. i didnt want it to happen. but i got u an extra LARGE present to make up for it.) will onli be back on tuesday.. or monday.. or wednesday.. i dunno. i dun want to miss supplementary. i need the BRAINS. now my brain's storage system is not even as large as my mp3 player's. bad news number 2: i have CUT MY HAIR. no. nooo. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. i want my hair back. but no.i cant. cause it is as short as jillian's! maybe even shorter. i asked them to cut 3 inches. and they cut it shorter. yeah. thanks. A LOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-111883991385570958?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/111883991385570958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=111883991385570958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/111883991385570958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/111883991385570958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/06/aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-bad-news.html' title=''/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-111841454948071902</id><published>2005-06-10T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T07:42:29.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>so wadever anyway. my eyes are about to pop out. sudden last plans saying that i have to go and visit my grandma. will consider bringing my assesment books along or will feel veri guilty. not used to sleeping late. but used to waking up late. har har... to the youngest in the brotherhood, zm, me and ken (i say for him), wish u a veri happi birthday 8 days early. no diff anyway. everydae is my birthday. hope u will like my prezzie. blew quite some moni on it. bought something for myself too. am broke now. wallet has been bled dry. boo hoo.. siblings nuts about lara croft tomb raider 3. no need to study while i slog at my table like a snail. bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-111841454948071902?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/111841454948071902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=111841454948071902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/111841454948071902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/111841454948071902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_10.html' title='.'/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9315795.post-111787458818242762</id><published>2005-06-04T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T01:43:08.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>thanks to joelyn for creating my lovely blog although we sort of fell out. and this is the new version of mi, so i am hippy happy hoppy and not sad sadder and saddest. hope everyone will like the new mi. and the new blog. and the new song. and everything that will be ever changing. and wadever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9315795-111787458818242762?l=shatteredimage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/feeds/111787458818242762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9315795&amp;postID=111787458818242762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/111787458818242762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9315795/posts/default/111787458818242762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredimage.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>LEAH-tired, jaded</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03923185065735707257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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