<?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-7602872</id><updated>2011-09-30T23:35:37.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only you knew...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>305</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-8331748207073987762</id><published>2007-03-12T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:33:26.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;i have moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eileenkyle.wordpress.com"&gt;http://eileenkyle.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice sorry ah.&lt;br /&gt;copy you.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i might still use blogger though. shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-8331748207073987762?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/8331748207073987762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=8331748207073987762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/8331748207073987762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/8331748207073987762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-1418191959458943376</id><published>2007-03-11T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T21:02:15.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel funny.&lt;br /&gt;like one of those times again.&lt;br /&gt;infactuation?&lt;br /&gt;crush?&lt;br /&gt;love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wanna care or think about.&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt that long ago.&lt;br /&gt;thinking only make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;and my heart feels more weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are you my guardian angel?"&lt;br /&gt;he asked.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was.&lt;br /&gt;am i?&lt;br /&gt;who is my guardian angel then?&lt;br /&gt;i think i need one right now yanno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to friends:&lt;br /&gt;dont come to me telling me you all love me now.&lt;br /&gt;i know you all do.&lt;br /&gt;of course you all do.&lt;br /&gt;and im sure you guys love me as much as i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;but its different.&lt;br /&gt;just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i did now, is probably NOT being alone.&lt;br /&gt;being alone makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;and thinking = bad.&lt;br /&gt;so please dont let me be alone okay?&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didnt use blogger.&lt;br /&gt;i want certain posts to be private but i dont think blogger has that function.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think alot of ppl reads my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i mean only close friends do.&lt;br /&gt;thats good enough.&lt;br /&gt;im not those who post to get attention anyway.&lt;br /&gt;yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many love and thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;mayfen, derrick, dexter&lt;br /&gt;for listening to my craps last night while i was emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;and yes.&lt;br /&gt;i think i cannot live without these 3 people.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;hello new besties.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry abby.&lt;br /&gt;you are still tops. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice is my new bestie too.&lt;br /&gt;love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;blogging it out made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go HOMEclub to dance all my troubles out.&lt;br /&gt;chiak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-1418191959458943376?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/1418191959458943376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=1418191959458943376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/1418191959458943376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/1418191959458943376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-9222984530594950079</id><published>2007-03-11T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T17:12:41.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;but i need to do something to take things off my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;went to Homeclub ytd again.&lt;br /&gt;damn. i love that place.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i think every Friday going there is gonna be a routine alr.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;was damn high ytd.&lt;br /&gt;songs were great, everything was super nice.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went town today.&lt;br /&gt;with germaine, edwin, syam, azie, cheryl, edwin.&lt;br /&gt;syaf, adora, zach came later.&lt;br /&gt;weeee.&lt;br /&gt;derrick came about 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i think today's towning quite zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like, indecisive on where to go.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;ate Bk's,&lt;br /&gt;then some of them left.&lt;br /&gt;left with me, derrick, syam and syafrin.&lt;br /&gt;THEN from here onwards was fun.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;all the things we did.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed both days alot i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeClub -&lt;br /&gt;Beat every fri.&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;Beat plays like indie songs, so everyone was just moving to the music.&lt;br /&gt;no one trying impress anyone with good dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;thats why everyone was having fun and high.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HOMEclub!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;im off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;i just discovered NightRider and NightOwl buses.&lt;br /&gt;goes to my house.&lt;br /&gt;SHIOKNESS.&lt;br /&gt;thoning sessions ahead.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-9222984530594950079?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-3795841156053035018</id><published>2007-03-03T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:14:54.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;finally it did not rain.&lt;br /&gt;well it did.. but not at first.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;me eunice jiajia flipped coin to see whether we should skipped class.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;you should know.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;waited for the jiggy boys to come.&lt;br /&gt;derrick, jude, miguel.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;normal pondok ppl came la.&lt;br /&gt;have fun everything.&lt;br /&gt;rocks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to town at about 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;chilled at cine's rocky master awhile until 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;went homeclub.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt bad la.&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun too.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-3795841156053035018?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/3795841156053035018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=3795841156053035018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/3795841156053035018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/3795841156053035018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2007/03/weeee.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-6216980176555996527</id><published>2007-03-01T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T18:56:42.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;this week is so boring i have nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;yawns.&lt;br /&gt;but dont worry people.&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'll have some stuffs to blog about!&lt;br /&gt;weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some friends coming to pondok.&lt;br /&gt;i shall convert them to be pondhists.&lt;br /&gt;HAAHAAHH.&lt;br /&gt;im sure there'll be alot of fun moments.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;hot guys coming.&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need a dinner mate.&lt;br /&gt;HAAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-6216980176555996527?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/6216980176555996527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=6216980176555996527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/6216980176555996527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/6216980176555996527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-5296847690966085397</id><published>2007-02-24T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:34:22.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY.&lt;br /&gt;Project one is FINALLY OVER!&lt;br /&gt;no more stress.&lt;br /&gt;weee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Sunshine Plaza near Bugis with jia and eunice to print our A1 storyboards.&lt;br /&gt;weee.&lt;br /&gt;cheap cheap.&lt;br /&gt;like 100% cheaper than school.&lt;br /&gt;or more than 100% cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so FREE now please.&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY is submission day.&lt;br /&gt;then we shall get WASTED on that day.&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;shioka mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala. shiokness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-5296847690966085397?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/5296847690966085397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=5296847690966085397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/5296847690966085397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/5296847690966085397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay_24.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-2439755342505551341</id><published>2007-02-23T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T15:57:17.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.&lt;br /&gt;im currently so fucking stressed up now.&lt;br /&gt;so im taking a break in the studio.&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking hate Project 1.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine Project 2, and 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's stressed.&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;fuck P1.&lt;br /&gt;then 3 storyboards = $60+/$70.&lt;br /&gt;cool right?&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna pay.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna pester ban soon to let us use the printing room.&lt;br /&gt;knn.&lt;br /&gt;in the 1st place dont know why moses [director] wanna close the printing room.&lt;br /&gt;fuck, he think i dont know, he scared lose money right.&lt;br /&gt;wanna  save money.&lt;br /&gt;knn.&lt;br /&gt;we pay so much school fees for him to go eat those lavish restaurants everyday right.&lt;br /&gt;slap his fat blobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;i shall fail the storyboard part.&lt;br /&gt;which is like 30%.&lt;br /&gt;then will fail overall Project 1.&lt;br /&gt;then next time must re-take.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna sponsor me $60 for my Major project?&lt;br /&gt;guess not.&lt;br /&gt;weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;fuck stress.&lt;br /&gt;been having fever since fri.&lt;br /&gt;one week ago.&lt;br /&gt;cool?&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking hate this.&lt;br /&gt;all would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;if only we can print free.&lt;br /&gt;LA~&lt;br /&gt;moses i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-2439755342505551341?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/2439755342505551341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=2439755342505551341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/2439755342505551341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/2439755342505551341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-2135114799832024802</id><published>2007-02-15T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:31:33.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MONDAY -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Marina Bay with some pondok friends.&lt;br /&gt;FLY KITES!&lt;br /&gt;weee~&lt;br /&gt;my kite flew the longest.&lt;br /&gt;until.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt realise the string ran out.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;my kite is high high in the sky now. [on somewhere on the ground/tree.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate the famous Steamboat there.&lt;br /&gt;most went home so left only,&lt;br /&gt;me, eunice, cheryl, jiajia, jia's bf, edwin, germaine, zach, darryl.&lt;br /&gt;i love the food.&lt;br /&gt;jia + bf left and so did edwin + germaine.&lt;br /&gt;all the couples couples lor.&lt;br /&gt;so left the 5 of us.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to walk to Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;decided to lie in the middle of the field and just star-grazed.&lt;br /&gt;so pretty i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;because of the wind, the stars looked as if they were moving,&lt;br /&gt;when it was actually the clouds moving.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed around like we were 5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;it felt good to laugh like that, 5 people lying in a star-shaped.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reluctantly got up and continued walking towards Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;stopped at the river bank.&lt;br /&gt;sat down awhile again.&lt;br /&gt;we just SCREAMED out loud.&lt;br /&gt;felt good.&lt;br /&gt;me and eunice cried while screaming.&lt;br /&gt;had a short heart to heart talk.&lt;br /&gt;was playing the song "Superman",&lt;br /&gt;and i think the lyrics of the song so suit us.&lt;br /&gt;we looked strong on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;"Even heros have to right to bleed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued walking again.&lt;br /&gt;then came the paranormal things.&lt;br /&gt;brrr.&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate,&lt;br /&gt;but zach scared me twice and both times i cried.&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;but ultimately,&lt;br /&gt;Marina Bay is a nice place to go and chill.&lt;br /&gt;plus the good food.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDS -&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;went to TM at about 11am to buy the heart shaped lollipops.&lt;br /&gt;but the woman told me it was sold out.&lt;br /&gt;i was SOOOO sad please.&lt;br /&gt;bought normal lollipops. [fist size.]&lt;br /&gt;went to pondok.&lt;br /&gt;OH YES.&lt;br /&gt;i wore a DRESS! :)&lt;br /&gt;got flower from Shawn Paul.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. quite random flower though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jia gave me an angel bookmark. :)&lt;br /&gt;cheryl gave me heart shaped balloon.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, zach said he had a few flowers,&lt;br /&gt;and i was like, "do i have one?"&lt;br /&gt;and he gave that, 'opps i forgot look'.&lt;br /&gt;was quite sad la. lol.&lt;br /&gt;aaron came, cause he said he's a loner that day too.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;he bought flowers for me too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to town. weeeee~&lt;br /&gt;oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;zach gave me the rose at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;i was so surprised!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! cause i thought he didnt get one for me.&lt;br /&gt;or so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;met jia and bf.&lt;br /&gt;hang around cine.&lt;br /&gt;aaron tp came.&lt;br /&gt;then all went to Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;was quite unhappy at that point cause they couldnt make up their minds on where to go.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;went some pub near Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had macs before going to the pub.&lt;br /&gt;OMG this is funny.&lt;br /&gt;i sat with syam, eunice and aaron.&lt;br /&gt;syam was nice.&lt;br /&gt;he bought fries for aaron though he said he didnt wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;syam: "Aaron. EAT!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then here comes the funny part.&lt;br /&gt;i saw syam staring at his burger.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like,&lt;br /&gt;"syam, why are you staring at your burger?"&lt;br /&gt;syam: [WITH A FREAKING SERIOUS STRAIGHT FACE] "oh, im planning where to bite next."&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;he's FREAKING SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;syam is SOOOO funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to the pub after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb the exact name of the pub though.&lt;br /&gt;at first it was QUITE boring.&lt;br /&gt;we sat there and did NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;until syam [thank god for syam] who started those games.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha! the kind with a catch kinda game.&lt;br /&gt;"open open close close close open close open close"&lt;br /&gt;"OPEN OR CLOSE?"&lt;br /&gt;example of one.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA freaking fun.&lt;br /&gt;then played "five ten" with darryl.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA HE SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;im damn good please.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;then the pub had this female singer and male guitarist singing.&lt;br /&gt;rather good.&lt;br /&gt;went home after the song "Lips of an Angel"&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed my day soooo much please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: celebrating Valentines Day with a group of friends is more fun. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-2135114799832024802?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/2135114799832024802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=2135114799832024802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/2135114799832024802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/2135114799832024802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2007/02/monday-went-to-marina-bay-with-some.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-3370456730055962564</id><published>2007-02-09T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:19:35.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woots. i forgot to mention that monday we went Sentosa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we = me, jia, darryl, cheryl, huiying, marc, idil, eunice, azie, germaine, edwin, zach, moe, syafin, syafiq, shag, syam, mas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to summarize it all.&lt;br /&gt;LOADS of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lazy to say more, let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/Rcxp-NZTq1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Ul_8JKY9TMA/s1600-h/sentosa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029511401334614866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/Rcxp-NZTq1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Ul_8JKY9TMA/s320/sentosa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheryl, jiajia, huiying, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029511817946442594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/RcxqWdZTq2I/AAAAAAAAAAg/M_IUjJn6QWY/s320/sentosa2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;huiying, jiajia, me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029512195903564674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/RcxqsdZTq4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/w6TvVNMPse0/s320/sentosa6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; its supposed to be an ALL girls picture edwin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029512015514938226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/Rcxqh9ZTq3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/tErHUNKwxdg/s320/sentosa3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;eunice, hy, cheryl, mas, jia, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029512625400294290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/RcxrFdZTq5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_OYIt7ph6gE/s320/sentosa7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029512994767481762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/Rcxra9ZTq6I/AAAAAAAAABA/hOvpptIsQUc/s320/sentosa.0.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;huiying is a good photographer. lol this was a candid shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029514759999040434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/RcxtBtZTq7I/AAAAAAAAABI/JEKCa30et-Y/s320/P1010027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GUYS. lol. darryl in the air.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay im lazy to post more. ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-3370456730055962564?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/3370456730055962564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=3370456730055962564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/3370456730055962564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/3370456730055962564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;so i have 2 people to entertain.&lt;br /&gt;just brought both to the pondok,&lt;br /&gt;weeee, Pondok itself is FULL of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fellows keep asking if i were together with shawn or had something.&lt;br /&gt;AIYO.&lt;br /&gt;dont have la.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but jiajia was like,&lt;br /&gt;"can can. i approved."&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;shawn so CUTE please.&lt;br /&gt;he was SOOOOO shy.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;at least xinyi knew boonseng and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;lol. poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;heeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;had heart to heart talk with shirley.&lt;br /&gt;things cleared up.&lt;br /&gt;misunderstandings cleared up.&lt;br /&gt;glad most things are settled.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawn left about 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;like the cheek-pinching cute kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;lim jian and i sent xinyi off at about 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;then while doing my work halfway chuanyuan came to IAD studio to look for her.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;he promised me a ride on his motor!&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed [today]-&lt;br /&gt;went to school at about 12pm.&lt;br /&gt;laaa~&lt;br /&gt;ate at mensa,&lt;br /&gt;then went Pondok [like routine alr.. ]&lt;br /&gt;read my book at the pondok.&lt;br /&gt;went back to studio at about 3-4pm.&lt;br /&gt;did some of my work.&lt;br /&gt;ordered canadian pizza with some people.&lt;br /&gt;laa.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the pizza they went for a smoke at the busstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darryl behind me, happily talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;then i accidentally knocked into his drink.&lt;br /&gt;so he was like, "AIYA!"&lt;br /&gt;then i looked behind.&lt;br /&gt;next thing i knew.&lt;br /&gt;*PONK*&lt;br /&gt;i banged RIGHT INTO THE METAL GATE.&lt;br /&gt;okayyyy,&lt;br /&gt;forget the fact they started laughing cause i was laughing too at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;but cause i think the impact hit near my eye area,&lt;br /&gt;it activated my tear glands,&lt;br /&gt;PLUS the pain.&lt;br /&gt;so i was TEARING.&lt;br /&gt;like non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;owww.&lt;br /&gt;THEN.&lt;br /&gt;they stopped laughing.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly became concerned&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;like, zach, cash, edwin, sarah, jia all gave me hugs to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;but owww.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the studio.&lt;br /&gt;it was better la,&lt;br /&gt;no blue black THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;continued doing work,&lt;br /&gt;until our pizza came.&lt;br /&gt;laaa~ okay.&lt;br /&gt;the guys went home soon.&lt;br /&gt;only me, eunice, darryl, jia, sarah, eric.&lt;br /&gt;darryl, eunice all... feeling damn stressed.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Project one is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;faced another problem.&lt;br /&gt;DOC CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;did i interviewed for head GL.&lt;br /&gt;crap la.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS Project One on hand now,&lt;br /&gt;im going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.,&lt;br /&gt;freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;it ends here.&lt;br /&gt;ZZ.&lt;br /&gt;i hope the end of P1 comes soon.&lt;br /&gt;like TMR.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-8005572960872610276?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/8005572960872610276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=8005572960872610276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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peeps.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;LEARNING POINT!&lt;br /&gt;[inside joke]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay kinda busy now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-2243353233028949176?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/2243353233028949176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=2243353233028949176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/2243353233028949176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/2243353233028949176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2007/02/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-8168380330058365971</id><published>2007-02-01T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:54:25.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant access my blog!&lt;br /&gt;omg. what happened?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-8168380330058365971?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/8168380330058365971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/Rb84EUzWtyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EiomKvomRsU/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025797356123502370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bm-LXnZx5nI/Rb84EUzWtyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EiomKvomRsU/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thats zach being stripped down to his boxers.&lt;br /&gt;left to right: edwin, zach, darryl, me, jiajia - the players.&lt;br /&gt;haha. way cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-5088208991077878264?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/5088208991077878264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-5094275661103663686</id><published>2007-01-29T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:28:29.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la.&lt;br /&gt;went school today though there was no school.&lt;br /&gt;slacked with mat and may awhile while waiting for jiajia.&lt;br /&gt;jiajia came and we went Pondok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zac wanted to play Strip daidee.&lt;br /&gt;so we played.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;zac, me, jiajia, germaine.&lt;br /&gt;wa he shiok sia.&lt;br /&gt;3 girls playing STRIP daidee with him.&lt;br /&gt;but nooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us tag team against him.&lt;br /&gt;soooo&lt;br /&gt;in the end.&lt;br /&gt;its zac down to his boxers.&lt;br /&gt;will post the picture as soon as i got the picture.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;AT BEDOK RESERVOIR!&lt;br /&gt;imagine.&lt;br /&gt;some guy in ONLY his boxers.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;damn hilarous.&lt;br /&gt;went to Jupiter's to slack a little then went home at about 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;haaa.&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;tmr he wants to play Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and he would probably go like,&lt;br /&gt;"lets play STRIP bridge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;he's probably gonna be the only one stripping.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;wait for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;its cool.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-5094275661103663686?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/5094275661103663686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=5094275661103663686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;and wait.&lt;br /&gt;and wait.&lt;br /&gt;and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for like 15-20mins no cabs!!&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;finally got one cab and went down to parkway to meet raazmy.&lt;br /&gt;went to Giant to buy the charcoals and other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;nic came.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;WAA.&lt;br /&gt;i love HAR KAO!&lt;br /&gt;dimsum rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"stole" 2 trolleys from Giant and push all the groceries to east coast park.&lt;br /&gt;was there about 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;and wait.&lt;br /&gt;and wait.&lt;br /&gt;for people to come.&lt;br /&gt;played bridge.&lt;br /&gt;yay i love bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ck came at 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;set up the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;cooked some otahs.&lt;br /&gt;waaa. damn nice the otahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more people came after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;and we started the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;but ya.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;1st time seeing yiling and weisheng open up and treat us more like FRIENDs.&lt;br /&gt;so ya.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people left.&lt;br /&gt;the remaining few went to ECP macs to slack and chill.&lt;br /&gt;qiao e and me each sat in one trolley,&lt;br /&gt;with dexter pushing me and ck pushing her.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;damn fun!!&lt;br /&gt;DRIFT DRIFT DRIFT~&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;sooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, qiao e, alan, dexter, nic, raazmy, jackson, ck, tatyi, maybelin, hui ann, steven.&lt;br /&gt;slacked outside macs.&lt;br /&gt;then, they left at about 1plus.&lt;br /&gt;left, me, alan, dexter, nic, ck.&lt;br /&gt;sat and gossip/talk all the way.&lt;br /&gt;weeee.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;went home at like 6am.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;bbq rocks.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to main comm!.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;had fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today-&lt;br /&gt;gonna have another Dragos "main comm" meeting.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;SAME project room sia.&lt;br /&gt;way cool.&lt;br /&gt;lets hope we can get more things done.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;the NO PORK video is farking funny.&lt;br /&gt;go yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;type "no pork video"&lt;br /&gt;watch.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;singapore ah bengs.&lt;br /&gt;are. to. laugh. at.&lt;br /&gt;and its not a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-7660944457187266973?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/7660944457187266973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;last day of open house - saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla.&lt;br /&gt;during morning briefing they asked 2 ppl to go to IT carpark.&lt;br /&gt;so i went with hafiz.&lt;br /&gt;z.&lt;br /&gt;got to know the Engineering ppl more.&lt;br /&gt;lol nice ppl la.&lt;br /&gt;PINK PANADOL.&lt;br /&gt;[menses panadol for those who dont know]&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;"if you girls need help, come to engine"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting nothing much la.&lt;br /&gt;did the same old things.&lt;br /&gt;weee.&lt;br /&gt;saw huiling.&lt;br /&gt;during the mass dance part got kinda pissed with Dom.&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;im cool now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;open house ended at 4pm for those ppl coming in.&lt;br /&gt;but we had some "appreciation dinner" buffet at mensa.&lt;br /&gt;was OKAY la the food.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang around.&lt;br /&gt;aaron came.&lt;br /&gt;cause he was bored alone at home and rotting.&lt;br /&gt;quoted.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and shirley soh weiling is SUPPOSED to come&lt;br /&gt;TMD.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam and hop started about 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;jamming was freaking nice.&lt;br /&gt;Nic, the guitarist was DAMN good.&lt;br /&gt;plus he plays the keyboard AND drums too.&lt;br /&gt;omg!!&lt;br /&gt;so talented.&lt;br /&gt;plus HE'S NOT BAD LOOKING.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;go make friends with him liao.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after jamming was some Project Superstar ppl who sang chinese songs,&lt;br /&gt;so aaron made me go Design block cause i told him can see ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;and he wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;in the end, no ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;but the IT guides were playing hide-and-seek in Design school.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;and yes,&lt;br /&gt;aaron made me play badminton with him in the PID studio.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;went back to groove abit.&lt;br /&gt;aaron went off to DXO after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam and hop was OKAY la.&lt;br /&gt;songs werent THAT good.&lt;br /&gt;only the starting part high.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;hakim from business joined us,&lt;br /&gt;cause he said,&lt;br /&gt;"business ppl not fun to dance with, design school is the most fun school to dance with"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam and hop ende about 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;went to opposite to eat macs with some dragos peeps and other friends.&lt;br /&gt;weee.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at like 2am.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;imma chiong P1 from tmr onwards.&lt;br /&gt;havent touch on my mock model.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-7710263582310205941?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-6658145789622343636</id><published>2007-01-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:53:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOI!&lt;br /&gt;yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of open house - 18th jan.&lt;br /&gt;was rather, disorganised.&lt;br /&gt;all the d-guides were kinda lost.&lt;br /&gt;and walking all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;me included la.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing is so disorganised.&lt;br /&gt;had fun with mass dance though.&lt;br /&gt;weeee.&lt;br /&gt;skipped Jap cause i was too tired to go.&lt;br /&gt;i bet i would just fall asleep in class anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of open house - 19th jan [today]&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;today was SOOO much better.&lt;br /&gt;everyone helped.&lt;br /&gt;and no one went off themselves etc.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;today rocks.&lt;br /&gt;mass dance was cool as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i love mass dance man.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking with shirley to promote our Fashion Show at Design school.&lt;br /&gt;some group of guys kept calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;one of them i've seen before but i dont know him.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think i know ANY of them.&lt;br /&gt;but they know me.&lt;br /&gt;sooooo.&lt;br /&gt;probably some friends' friends.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;dots.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;relatively fun today too.&lt;br /&gt;chopped boonseng's face with the stamp,&lt;br /&gt;cause he chopped my arm.&lt;br /&gt;and face.&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for Jap class.&lt;br /&gt;cant skip this class cause we had a test.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;was SO tired in class please.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update on tmr's open house.&lt;br /&gt;laaa.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-8392952352488998650</id><published>2007-01-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:32:41.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; plans for Nightwalk.&lt;br /&gt;but i've just been told that,&lt;br /&gt;we cant make the freshies cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoil all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much these days.&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-5402341346165663598</id><published>2007-01-14T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T15:21:33.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sat-&lt;br /&gt;went to meet froggie at tampines interchange,&lt;br /&gt;then took bus 31 to parkway to meet alan.&lt;br /&gt;walked to east coast park.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;we got DUA.&lt;br /&gt;email says meet at 2pm&lt;br /&gt;we came at 3pm&lt;br /&gt;and there was no one else.&lt;br /&gt;so we sat awhile at ecp macs like pathetic fools.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we went back to parkway.&lt;br /&gt;weee.&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;tat yi came.&lt;br /&gt;jason came.&lt;br /&gt;sarah came.&lt;br /&gt;denise came.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;walked to ecp.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time we went to the pit.&lt;br /&gt;some magugus were there alr so ya.&lt;br /&gt;lingered awhile.&lt;br /&gt;laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;walked to lagoon to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING FAR.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;its like 30mins walk.&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;but the stingray was nice la.&lt;br /&gt;by the time we walked back to ecp macs,&lt;br /&gt;it was 12am.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home with denise and whatshisname.&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;generally fun day la.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-5402341346165663598?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-2897331022368355821</id><published>2007-01-12T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T13:38:17.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just submitted Project one collage.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;so tired now please.&lt;br /&gt;in school's cad lab now with eunice.&lt;br /&gt;and i freaking wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and i still have freaking jap later.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la.&lt;br /&gt;im bloody sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play CS!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;but the computers got reformatted,&lt;br /&gt;and mervin [my yr 2 senior] hasnt reinstall CS.&lt;br /&gt;bahh.&lt;br /&gt;BAKKWA WANTS CS.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleeeeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate japanese's timing.&lt;br /&gt;freaking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;6-9pm.&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for it to be over omg.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;my friends are watching Saw 3 in the studio&lt;br /&gt;imma go join them with eunice.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont puke/faint/get traumatised etc.&lt;br /&gt;bahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-2897331022368355821?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/2897331022368355821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=2897331022368355821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/2897331022368355821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/2897331022368355821'/><link rel='alternate' 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cine.&lt;br /&gt;walked abit.&lt;br /&gt;saw chuanyuan with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;lol. that bengster.&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to long johns for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;summarized story.&lt;br /&gt;lol. lazy.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-1022175003253077462?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/1022175003253077462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=1022175003253077462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/1022175003253077462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey today on?"&lt;br /&gt;"huh. okay lor. meet you all at design lift"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;nightwalk.&lt;br /&gt;nic, yl, simon and his friend.&lt;br /&gt;but though today thurs night.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much la.&lt;br /&gt;hohum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simon went for with his friend.&lt;br /&gt;me, nic, yl went for dinner at Techno.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;opposite school.&lt;br /&gt;i just found out the place where they sell lucky plate&lt;br /&gt;is called techno.&lt;br /&gt;for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ate there.&lt;br /&gt;yl and nic's friend, Leon came and joined us.&lt;br /&gt;talked.&lt;br /&gt;alot.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;until like 12am&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;TAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-5852553360629627921?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' 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that.&lt;br /&gt;lepak lepak lepak.&lt;br /&gt;went to Jupiters to eat.&lt;br /&gt;went back to pondok after that.&lt;br /&gt;lepak more.&lt;br /&gt;sarah and gang came.&lt;br /&gt;went to Jupiters AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;to find JO.&lt;br /&gt;lol but she wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went BACK to pondok where JO and her girlfriend was.&lt;br /&gt;lepak more.&lt;br /&gt;played some game called Animal.&lt;br /&gt;lol fun.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;lepak lepak.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 to lepak. sarah's friend Russell is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love emo boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back with azlie and eugene who came out to smoke for JAP class.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the PID guys were in the canteen so went there to find them.&lt;br /&gt;moses, limjian, jeremy FU, shaun, kayverlyn, josh, kian all there.&lt;br /&gt;WA miss them sia.&lt;br /&gt;*must say this, if not limjian says i pangseh them for camp friends*&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay la i really miss them la.&lt;br /&gt;especially jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAP class with josh, moses and kayverlyn.&lt;br /&gt;video part was FREAKING BORING.&lt;br /&gt;falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;but the part where we learn some jap words.&lt;br /&gt;was funny.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lecturer: "obasan is what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;moses: *points at lecturer* "THERE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lecturer: "ya im obasan, which means auntie, so do you all know wads obaaasan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*obaaasan not spelt like that ar, just dragging the "ba"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: "GRANDMA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecturer: "yes thats right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*wa i feel so smart. LOL.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecturer: "short ba is auntie, and dragging the ba is grandma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;josh: " WA. so if its great great great grandma you drag very very long? obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecturer: "nooooo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;super funny omg.&lt;br /&gt;and moses.&lt;br /&gt;everytime he speaks jap.&lt;br /&gt;he sounded like he's saying hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;bengster.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;lucky they dont see my blog.&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;ended class at 8.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;limjian they all class ended abit earlier than us.&lt;br /&gt;so they were waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;waited for eugene and kian.&lt;br /&gt;think they had no class.&lt;br /&gt;and were playing CS all the way waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;all went to eat dinner opposite school.&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY PLATE ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay basically.&lt;br /&gt;1st day of school.&lt;br /&gt;is super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of school.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to skip morning class.&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;anyway nothing much la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PROJECT 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;think mainly production time.&lt;br /&gt;not much lectures.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-3345927271586113946?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/3345927271586113946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=3345927271586113946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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k?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th dec-31st dec&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;chalet with yan [my sis], ben [my bro], and cousins,&lt;br /&gt;alan, junming, felicia, jon, lianghao, huiling.&lt;br /&gt;went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause there was no kids,&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;all cousins around the same age anyway.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booked 2 rooms.&lt;br /&gt;felicia, her parents, huiling, lianghao and my bro one room.&lt;br /&gt;me, yan, alan, junming, jon one room.&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl in one room.&lt;br /&gt;and 2 beds.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;me and my sis shared a bed la duh.&lt;br /&gt;the guys move the mattress down.. so it became 2 "beds"&lt;br /&gt;alan slept beside our bed.&lt;br /&gt;whole night my sis kept pushing me.&lt;br /&gt;was so scared i'll just fall over and crushed alan.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically just alot of beach and swimming.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st jan-&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;went to east coast with WHOLE family to celebrate new year.&lt;br /&gt;aunties uncles cousins everyone.&lt;br /&gt;stayed for awhile and left for DRAGOS outing.&lt;br /&gt;met some of them at Raffles mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;played some games while waiting for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Lau Pa Sa to eat.&lt;br /&gt;food wasnt bad.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;played alot of games too.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;walked to esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;saw jon and lucas riding at citilink.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to some open area near marina square.&lt;br /&gt;sat and played some games.&lt;br /&gt;then some ppl left.&lt;br /&gt;remaining ppl supposed to go watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;but the seats were separated so we decided to just go CPF and have supper.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;basically thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd jan-&lt;br /&gt;uhh nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;lol went to TM with family to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then shop around.&lt;br /&gt;MY CONVERSE JACKET.&lt;br /&gt;saw another converse jacket which was NICER than the 1st one i wanted to buy.&lt;br /&gt;same price.&lt;br /&gt;GUYS?&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for my JACKET?&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;lol dont make me type your names out.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-4517327989310385781?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/4517327989310385781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=4517327989310385781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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2&lt;br /&gt;my L died! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to ele's house after that.&lt;br /&gt;slacked around.&lt;br /&gt;played bridge.&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;i love bridge.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set up bbq while waiting for the rest of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;the rest came at about 6 plus 7.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;drank abit.&lt;br /&gt;IS REALLY ABIT LOR.&lt;br /&gt;i thar the whole cup la.&lt;br /&gt;but its REALLY A BIT.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they keep saying im drunk.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;you havent seem me drunk yet can.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;food's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;but i paid $10.&lt;br /&gt;and all i ate was one chicken wing and one pork chop.&lt;br /&gt;ZZish.&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;z&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-4977352112069752447?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-6331725985231226369</id><published>2006-12-27T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T14:37:03.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I don't see the need of having a guy now.&lt;br /&gt;Cuddles are nice, but heartbreaks aren't.&lt;br /&gt;Females can give good or even better cuddles.&lt;br /&gt;In any way, I'm happily single.&lt;br /&gt;And I see no need to like anyone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been filtering, if any of you gets me.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was down to none.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm not fussy.&lt;br /&gt;I seem quite happy with my life eh.&lt;br /&gt;I hope so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the irony, I'm feeling lonely."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from a friend's blog.&lt;br /&gt;very true for me too.&lt;br /&gt;GIRLfriends rock.&lt;br /&gt;you girls are the best. =)&lt;br /&gt;i like my life now too.&lt;br /&gt;gonna keep it like that for quite a long time i expect.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA~&lt;br /&gt;abby.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ARE YOU FREAKING FREE?!&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIEND HERE HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;you dumping your best friend issit?!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-6331725985231226369?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/6331725985231226369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=6331725985231226369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know what abby always says about me is true.&lt;br /&gt;i'm good friend material.&lt;br /&gt;and it ends there.&lt;br /&gt;for me.&lt;br /&gt;i think i cant move further.&lt;br /&gt;feels that way for me now.&lt;br /&gt;though it feels right.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont like the idea.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abby i need to talk to you soon k.&lt;br /&gt;i need your help.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH,&lt;br /&gt;what have i done?&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;be it me or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;*frets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'm prepared.&lt;br /&gt;for any of these things happening now.&lt;br /&gt;i think more time,&lt;br /&gt;to think,&lt;br /&gt;to consider,&lt;br /&gt;to look deep into my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;lunch..&lt;br /&gt;games.&lt;br /&gt;weeee.&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb day one stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night...&lt;br /&gt;some crazy ppl wanted to go design school.&lt;br /&gt;THURS NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;but its was like 2am so i considered it like friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;didnt see much la.&lt;br /&gt;cause doors were locked.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt get in 6th floor or the studios.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;didnt sleep the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;sat at a bench with some friends..&lt;br /&gt;not all from my empire. but ya.&lt;br /&gt;so funny la.&lt;br /&gt;some scary stuffs too.&lt;br /&gt;like investigating the 3rd tree from the right at the track.&lt;br /&gt;which is rumoured to have some hauntu there or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2-&lt;br /&gt;yay was super sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;ya ya. who asked me never sleep okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;had pt straight in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;not much of pt like npcc pt la.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then had alot of games and cheering as usual.&lt;br /&gt;AND i started losing my voice.&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i cant rmb details SIO.&lt;br /&gt;had the most boring nightwalk ever.&lt;br /&gt;okay!!&lt;br /&gt;i slept for 4 hours that night k!&lt;br /&gt;i slept!!&lt;br /&gt;lol abit no use. but ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3-&lt;br /&gt;games again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;very very wet games.&lt;br /&gt;like... we jumped into the fountain pond.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY drenched kinda wet.&lt;br /&gt;but super fun.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;then we had the final clash.&lt;br /&gt;super fun game too.&lt;br /&gt;wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day...&lt;br /&gt;they revealed which group got overall champion.&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;definitely DRAGOS.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;DRAGOS has won the war!!!.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya by the 3rd day.&lt;br /&gt;i totally lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;every sentence i STRUGGLED to say.&lt;br /&gt;some some syllabus cannot hear.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;then after camp.&lt;br /&gt;its off to the traditional aftercamp grouping at CPF building.&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;like just buy macs.&lt;br /&gt;sit there.&lt;br /&gt;slack.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA okay should have gone for prata outside school instead.&lt;br /&gt;DIAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at like 3 plus am.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;end of camp.&lt;br /&gt;LALALA. now... waiting for dsc OTC.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yay camp rocks.&lt;br /&gt;okay endin off here.&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-1411819636456253526?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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LONG POST*&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored maaaaaa =D&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard about the jc guy who suicided just cause his *ahem* too small.&lt;br /&gt;imagine a suicide note from him to his mom.&lt;br /&gt;probably goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have been a source of disgrace to the family since the day i was born.&lt;br /&gt;i often hear granny bitch about how the doctors and nurses took one look at my penis when i was just born,&lt;br /&gt;and almost died laughing.&lt;br /&gt;i still remember the way the boys in school cornered me and took turns to point and laugh at my teeny weeny penis.&lt;br /&gt;it is also a bane to me as i have a problem peeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mum, imagine having to pee thru a pencil like penis.&lt;br /&gt;the process is slow and torturing.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what's the worst thing about having a pencil-thin dick?&lt;br /&gt;The sex. And I'm not just talking about making my girlfriend happy.&lt;br /&gt;Wait. In fact I DID.&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night,we were about to.... you know... get it on... fuck and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;When she saw my penis,she laughed so damn hard that she rolled off the bed and hit her head on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;That's just great isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, now she's a retard from that head-banging incident which,&lt;br /&gt;by the way,was the only banging that went on that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mum, remember the time you brought me to that bogus chinese physician.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt know better and after consuming, i couldn't pee for three straight days.&lt;br /&gt;there was pee running out of my ears and nose.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks too when i'm over at my friends place watching porn, we all start to erect.&lt;br /&gt;they get big big bumps and mine looks like a freaking chopstick.&lt;br /&gt;its damn embarassing mum, it is.&lt;br /&gt;it is apparent that i have no reason to live on.&lt;br /&gt;i would like to apologise for absence of me and my teeny weeny penis for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would also like to show my appreciation for what you did the last time you brought me to the medical check up.&lt;br /&gt;i know mum, i know. you bribed the doctor didnt you?&lt;br /&gt;i just know it!&lt;br /&gt;you paid out of my piggy bank, to make him tell me that the size of my penis was just fine.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt work mom, it didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;when you went to pay at the counter, i went back to the doctor's to retreive the wallet i left there.&lt;br /&gt;then i heard the doctor laughing to his nurse at the size of my dick.&lt;br /&gt;mom, i was so heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;do you understand why i misplaced that wallet now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mom, i really have to go now.&lt;br /&gt;pls do not mourn for me, or my penis.&lt;br /&gt;and please take care of my retarded girlfriend for me.&lt;br /&gt;after all, it is because of my teeny weeny penis that she has come to this state.&lt;br /&gt;so there,gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love from,&lt;br /&gt;me and my absurdly small penis.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Mary was not the best student in Sunday School.&lt;br /&gt;Usually she slept through the class.&lt;br /&gt;One day the teacher called on her while she was napping,&lt;br /&gt;''Tell me, Mary, who created the universe?''&lt;br /&gt;When Mary didn't stir, little Johnny, an altruistic boy seated in the chair behind her,&lt;br /&gt;took a pin and jabbed her in the rear.&lt;br /&gt;''God Almighty !'' shouted Mary and the teacher said, ''Very good''&lt;br /&gt;and Mary fell back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;A while later the teacher asked Mary, ''Who is our Lord and Savior?''&lt;br /&gt;But Mary didn't even stir from her slumber.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Johnny came to the rescue and stuck her again.&lt;br /&gt;''Jesus Christ!'' shouted Mary and the teacher said, ''Very good,''&lt;br /&gt;and Mary fell back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher asked Mary a third question, ''What did Eve say to Adam after she had her twenty-third child?''&lt;br /&gt;And again, Johnny jabbed her with the pin.&lt;br /&gt;This time Mary jumped up and shouted,&lt;br /&gt;''If you stick that damn thing in me one more time, I'll break it in half!''&lt;br /&gt;The Teacher fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: sorry no offense to christian friends&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A preacher wanted to raise money for his church&lt;br /&gt;and on being told that there was a fortune in horse racing,&lt;br /&gt;decided to purchase a horse and enter it in the races.&lt;br /&gt;However, at the local auction,&lt;br /&gt;the going price for horses was so high that he ended up buying a donkey instead.&lt;br /&gt;He figured that since he had it, he might as well go ahead and enter it in the races.&lt;br /&gt;To his surprise, the donkey came in third!&lt;br /&gt;The next day the local paper carried this headline: PREACHER'S ASS SHOWS.&lt;br /&gt;The preacher was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again,&lt;br /&gt;and this time it won.&lt;br /&gt;The paper read: PREACHER'S ASS OUT IN FRONT.&lt;br /&gt;The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the preacher not to enter the donkey in another race.&lt;br /&gt;The paper headline read: BISHOP SCRATCHES PREACHER'S ASS.&lt;br /&gt;This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the preacher to get rid of the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;The preacher decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.&lt;br /&gt;The paper headline the next day read: NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.&lt;br /&gt;The Bishop fainted.&lt;br /&gt;He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey,&lt;br /&gt;so she sold it to a farmer for $10.00.&lt;br /&gt;The next day the headline read: NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.00.&lt;br /&gt;This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey,&lt;br /&gt;lead it to the plains, and let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Next day, the headline in the paper read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.&lt;br /&gt;The Bishop was buried the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ENTERTAINMENT ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;its from my friend's blog. real funny. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am rich leh.&lt;br /&gt;like FILTHY RICH.&lt;br /&gt;buaahha.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll live in some big big house.&lt;br /&gt;nice nice interior.&lt;br /&gt;decorated my WAY. my STYLE.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;i'm in interior architecture aint i?&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;and i will have BUTLERS&lt;br /&gt;waaa.&lt;br /&gt;1st rich ass to have butlers HOR.&lt;br /&gt;must be handsome one.&lt;br /&gt;hold auditions for my butlers and servants.&lt;br /&gt;only shuai ges allow.&lt;br /&gt;no pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;they steal my attention.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL WEAR ONLY DESIGNER GOODS.&lt;br /&gt;no la jk.&lt;br /&gt;not all designer stuffs nice leh.&lt;br /&gt;buahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my porch...&lt;br /&gt;shall park my....&lt;br /&gt;LAMBORGHINI.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall have 3.&lt;br /&gt;why cause 3 my favourite no.&lt;br /&gt;okay random.&lt;br /&gt;one black. one blue. one yellow/white.&lt;br /&gt;WAY COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;then i have all the boys fawning over me.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt;freaking rich.&lt;br /&gt;BUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;people will KISS the ground i walk.&lt;br /&gt;chey.&lt;br /&gt;machiam queen.&lt;br /&gt;when i walk my bodyguards will throw ROSE PETALS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think too much.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;one lamborghini in my entire life can already..&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116620943776337647</id><published>2006-12-16T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T03:03:57.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeee.&lt;br /&gt;kay.&lt;br /&gt;went vivo to meet shirley.&lt;br /&gt;walked abit.&lt;br /&gt;shirley ate subway while waiting for darryl.&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;darryl came.&lt;br /&gt;they went outside to smoke while waiting for xinyi.&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;xinyi came.&lt;br /&gt;went to bus station at harbour to meet misso, darryl's gf.&lt;br /&gt;took 65 down to heeren.&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job interview&lt;br /&gt;still considering to work or not.&lt;br /&gt;kinda lazy&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;went cine, ate pasta.&lt;br /&gt;went down to pasir ris park.&lt;br /&gt;fisherman.&lt;br /&gt;The Blue Hut.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's surprise birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun la.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;updates pics next time.&lt;br /&gt;not with me now.&lt;br /&gt;=) ciaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;when i had long hair. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/1600/693562/kerli%20and%20me%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/320/981243/kerli%20and%20me%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116620943776337647?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116620943776337647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116620943776337647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116620943776337647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116620943776337647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/12/weeee.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116610534052939374</id><published>2006-12-14T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:09:00.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooohoo.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;went to meet cousins at tampines mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;we were going for a movie and sakae sushi.&lt;br /&gt;so its me, yan [sis], older sis, ben [bro], huiling, lianghao, junming, jingying, sarah, shawn.&lt;br /&gt;went to cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;jonathan and felicia were late.. so we bought tickets 1st.&lt;br /&gt;watching Happy Feet.&lt;br /&gt;again for me la.&lt;br /&gt;but its nice so i dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to heeren for sakae sushi after that.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;we ate close to 100 plates!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;full to the max.&lt;br /&gt;oh we went for the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;ya. haha way cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;on the way i was feeling quite unwell alr.&lt;br /&gt;like REALLY REALLY tired.&lt;br /&gt;standing only makes me tired.&lt;br /&gt;when i was walking from mrt station to the bus interchange,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly my eyes... like kinda blackout.&lt;br /&gt;could only see partially.&lt;br /&gt;my hearing was muffled also.&lt;br /&gt;and... through past experiences..&lt;br /&gt;i knew i was gonna faint any moment soon...&lt;br /&gt;sat down at small macs to rest awhile.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;this is the 2nd fainting spell i had.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;whats happening la?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/1600/160426/crowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/320/973692/crowd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sight was normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/1600/826556/crowd.black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/320/47331/crowd.black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it became like that.&lt;br /&gt;all i could see was like. the eye level area.&lt;br /&gt;other than that.. everything else was black. and blur.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116610534052939374?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116610534052939374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116610534052939374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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[zodiac]&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;went bugis shopping after that. =)&lt;br /&gt;bought some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;jeans/tops/bag.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;shiokness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed-&lt;br /&gt;went for design camp briefting early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;weeee.&lt;br /&gt;decided to try out for Head of Programme commitee.&lt;br /&gt;either that or Head of Gl.&lt;br /&gt;but i think the guys wont give me a easy time.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;head of programme better la huh.&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;holidays nothing much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;bahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116599048095052565?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116599048095052565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeee~&lt;br /&gt;movie marathon day.&lt;br /&gt;xinyi, boon seng, chuan yuan, moses came over my house today.&lt;br /&gt;watched a couple of vcds&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;rather fun la.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at tampines mall with moses's gf too.&lt;br /&gt;then all went home.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes quite painful.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/1600/480295/me%20and%20may.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/320/797303/me%20and%20may.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random pic of the day.&lt;br /&gt;me and may. =) my EN REN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116584748257327624?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116568123120794936</id><published>2006-12-10T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:20:31.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;went down to cine today.&lt;br /&gt;xinyi and jinyi.&lt;br /&gt;zz&lt;br /&gt;lime sonic bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;black maria&lt;/b&gt; rocks. =)&lt;br /&gt;by Ronin.&lt;br /&gt;weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;z.&lt;br /&gt;have been going out alot sia we.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116568123120794936?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116568123120794936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;my cough's REALLY REALLY bad.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those 2nd hand smoke.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;TCHHE. &lt;-- my sound. dont know whats that?&lt;br /&gt;ask me when you see me.&lt;br /&gt;live demo. =)&lt;br /&gt;more or less when i'm disgusted with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. flu's better though.&lt;br /&gt;YI DU GONG DU [fight poison with poison]&lt;br /&gt;i ate curry noodles!! buahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy [yes thanks].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i feel like &lt;b&gt;BLADING.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohooo.&lt;br /&gt;been long since i've bladed leh.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;last SEC 4.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;thats long.&lt;br /&gt;alright gonna go blading next week.&lt;br /&gt;sentosaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;bikini, shorts and blades.&lt;br /&gt;SEXAYE.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored and i have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;blogging rocks.&lt;br /&gt;takes off boredom.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;if only its like friendster.&lt;br /&gt;then i can know who viewed my blog.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/1600/760585/xy,%20abby%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/320/231510/xy%2C%20abby%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinyi, abby, me&lt;br /&gt;in mac shop at cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;cam whoring.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;shirley says i didnt credit her for putting me on guestlist for mos.&lt;br /&gt;NAH.&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS.&lt;br /&gt;thank you kiss.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116559728491147657?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116547240838460082</id><published>2006-12-07T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:20:08.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tue-&lt;br /&gt;MOS PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;1st time in MOS.&lt;br /&gt;2nd time clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;haha i feel like some sua ku.&lt;br /&gt;partying with friends.&lt;br /&gt;xinyi, maureen, limjian, moses, xiao jia, shaun, chuan yuan, boon seng.&lt;br /&gt;uhh. did i miss anyone out?&lt;br /&gt;haha was OKAY only la.&lt;br /&gt;music wasnt like GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;alright i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;hello singlehood.&lt;br /&gt;singlehood's goood.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;what am i saying siaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;OKAYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed-&lt;br /&gt;ikea with ljn and xinyi.&lt;br /&gt;then town to meet boon and jeremy&lt;br /&gt;NEOS.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;and sick.&lt;br /&gt;slight fever last night. 37.9.&lt;br /&gt;now better 37.0.&lt;br /&gt;but my flu and cough is DAMN BAD.&lt;br /&gt;like i drank soup.&lt;br /&gt;and its tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;sick sick sick.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HURT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its over baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116547240838460082?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116547240838460082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;i checked out the 7th floor.&lt;br /&gt;but didnt went up.&lt;br /&gt;lol. didnt dare to go up alone.&lt;br /&gt;shall find someone to go up with me next time.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat-&lt;br /&gt;went to meet weibin.&lt;br /&gt;treated me pasta mania =)&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;i missed country baked pasta.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. went cine for it.&lt;br /&gt;then walked around town.&lt;br /&gt;went to citilink to find lucas and the riders.&lt;br /&gt;chill away at citi link.&lt;br /&gt;the dancers there are good man.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at bk.&lt;br /&gt;then the riders went back to citilink to ride,&lt;br /&gt;while me and wb stayed to chat.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;he should join PID.&lt;br /&gt;told me about his Dnt ideas last time.&lt;br /&gt;amazing man.&lt;br /&gt;but think he wanna go laselle.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun-&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;bloody sundays.&lt;br /&gt;i hate sundays.&lt;br /&gt;bored bored sundays.&lt;br /&gt;ideas from different friends to pass time.&lt;br /&gt;1) go youtube watch bleah&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;s&gt;porn.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) watch tv&lt;br /&gt;4) sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. sorry no 2's out man.&lt;br /&gt;read some comics instead.&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;bored sundays.&lt;br /&gt;i make a mental note.&lt;br /&gt;that if i DO get a job.&lt;br /&gt;sundays please.&lt;br /&gt;plus normally weekends pay abit higher.&lt;br /&gt;shiok.&lt;br /&gt;higher pay plus something to do.&lt;br /&gt;ya ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;i miss school.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;tmr results' out for TPSU.&lt;br /&gt;yawn.&lt;br /&gt;wondered if i'm in.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to go school check leh.&lt;br /&gt;and dont really feel like going school alone.&lt;br /&gt;feels quite dumb.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;holidays just started and i'm wishing its over.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thats funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yah i'm bored thus i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;anything i dont really have anything to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;lemme post some pictures then.&lt;br /&gt;its been long since i posted pics anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/320/225661/bball%20court.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss this place.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;492.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/320/898994/abby.me.grace.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;prom night. with abby and grace =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1278/476/320/612975/kyle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay thats it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WOOOH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some guy from TPSU called me and asked for my shirt size. does this means im in?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BLOGSKIN CHANGES.&lt;br /&gt;did it myself kay.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. tired. zzz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116515179192384335?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116515179192384335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116515179192384335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;REALLY BRIGHT and SUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;by then its too late to go sentosa la.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;met shirley, darryl, benji and tristan [i think thats his name luh]&lt;br /&gt;at tp's bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;went to school for cs.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;uhh. cs was rather alright la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made jeremy angry.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;cause they put password again and never tell us what it is.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;so i got angry and msged jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;but wasnt scolding him all the "fuck", "knn" etc.&lt;br /&gt;those were just, anger stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;yanno what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;and he dont wanna talk to me&lt;br /&gt;i got so sad.&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;but now everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;uhhh ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr cs session again.&lt;br /&gt;ahh i'm supposed to go check out the "7th floor"&lt;br /&gt;tmr tmr.&lt;br /&gt;must rmb.&lt;br 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so &lt;i&gt;broken up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;u&gt; give up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just want to tell you so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Delta goodrem: Lost without you-&lt;br /&gt;How my ever gonna get rid of these blues&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm so lonely all the time&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I &lt;u&gt;get so confused&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're the only thing&lt;/b&gt; that's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Savage garden: Crash and burn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you jump i'll break your fall&lt;br /&gt;Lift you and fly away with you into the night&lt;br /&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I can mend your broken heart&lt;br /&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're not &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i never dare to ask for that one chance.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i never will.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116472001049576581?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116472001049576581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116472001049576581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116472001049576581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116472001049576581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/11/nickelback-far-away-i-love-you-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116453222509121854</id><published>2006-11-26T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T17:10:25.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its sunday.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;like every other sunday.&lt;br /&gt;friends used to ask me why i play ridiculous games like maple.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;its for bored sundays like today,&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;yea and i lvled up. once.&lt;br /&gt;yay..&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri. -&lt;br /&gt;went sch at 9 for submission.&lt;br /&gt;everyone doing last minute touch ups.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;rush rush rush.&lt;br /&gt;run run run.&lt;br /&gt;ho.&lt;br /&gt;went to macs for brunch after that.&lt;br /&gt;played abit of "ive never ever"&lt;br /&gt;found out QUITE alot of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i think its the only game where ppl would be honest.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;went to the pondok further down to drink.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;drink till 1.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;went back for ADT debrief.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;ingrid smelt the alcohol i think.&lt;br /&gt;plus jayden's face was like. super pink.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;she asked, "you all had alcohol?"&lt;br /&gt;me: *no answer, gave blank look*&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;went back to pondok to continue drinking.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;PID guys came to drink too.&lt;br /&gt;celebrating eugene's birthday the next day.&lt;br /&gt;drank/played drinking games/highness&lt;br /&gt;and the guys.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;lousy drinkers omg.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;give you all face la.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at 12 am!&lt;br /&gt;lol dinner.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;then had yum.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;whats yum?&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you next time,&lt;br /&gt;buahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat - went for job seeking with shirley.&lt;br /&gt;at vivo and town.&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;not much luck.&lt;br /&gt;asked yuanli to check out x-craft for me&lt;br /&gt;hopefully can la.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;drank abit of tiger at night again.&lt;br /&gt;with shirley's friend miguel who came over to town to find us.&lt;br /&gt;or rather her.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright thats all for updates.&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;bored sundays.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116453222509121854?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116453222509121854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116453222509121854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116453222509121854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116453222509121854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116421509477665593</id><published>2006-11-23T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:04:54.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo.&lt;br /&gt;just came home from school.&lt;br /&gt;finished my model today.&lt;br /&gt;YES AH!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;very scared that ingrid will reject it la.&lt;br /&gt;she expects ALOT from me can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eileen - you have displayed good understanding in terms of design concepts and theories well.  You should explore further on how do you attain the next level from your case study other than introducing a transparent material to suggest openness.  I expect more from you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e-mail from ingrid.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;she makes me sound like some top pupil.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i think i gave alot of lecturers that impression somehow.&lt;br /&gt;which is NOT good.&lt;br /&gt;cause this means i have to put in alot of EXTRA EXTRA effort to live up to their expectations.&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;in a way its good.&lt;br /&gt;helps me to improve myself and stretch my limitations.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with model.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm left with the precedent studies.&lt;br /&gt;and if i have more time i do more visual journal.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;only have like 3 pages.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;And the world has turned it's back on you&lt;br /&gt;Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart&lt;br /&gt;I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find relieve and people can be so cold&lt;br /&gt;When darkness is upon your door&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like you can't take anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;br /&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're not alone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;And a loyal friend is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;You're caught in a one way street&lt;br /&gt;With the monsters in your head&lt;br /&gt;When hopes and dreams are far away and&lt;br /&gt;You feel like you can't face the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;br /&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're not alone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there has always been heartache and pain&lt;br /&gt;And when it's over you'll breathe again&lt;br /&gt;You'll breath again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;And the world has turned its back on you&lt;br /&gt;Give me a moment please&lt;br /&gt;To tame your wild wild heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;br /&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're not alone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cause you have me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116421509477665593?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116421509477665593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116421509477665593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116421509477665593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116421509477665593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/11/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116392677573378394</id><published>2006-11-19T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T16:59:36.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;friday updates.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;went to motorshow with the pid guys.&lt;br /&gt;limjian, moses, boon, weihon, josh, jeremy, eugene, kenneth&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;super nice la the lamborghinis.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;SO FREAKING NICE.&lt;br /&gt;and freaking expensive.&lt;br /&gt;lol. like can buy 2 5rooms  executive HDBs alr.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buahaha was cool can.&lt;br /&gt;and kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;fooling around and everything.&lt;br /&gt;HUR.&lt;br /&gt;i think the trucks place was like our playarea.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the show girls not so hot leh.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;but still alot of those dirty old men.&lt;br /&gt;lol. i think their purposes is go and take showgirls pics.&lt;br /&gt;cause they didn't even took the cars. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that limjian and eugene went home.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of us went to seletar to lepak.&lt;br /&gt;haha kinda cool that place.&lt;br /&gt;like some road you'll see in Initial D.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. one long stretch of road.&lt;br /&gt;and ppl with nice cars showing off.&lt;br /&gt;vrooooom.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;and all the YUM was nice.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;reached home about 2am i think.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;watched "Just my Luck".&lt;br /&gt;slept at like 5am.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday -&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 2pm. LOL&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with my family.&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet shirley at 8plus.&lt;br /&gt;going town.&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;called limjian, josh, jeremy, boon along.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;walked around town.&lt;br /&gt;went to take NEOS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;super fun.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh, jeremy, boon went home at about 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;last bus&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;so left with me limjian shirley.&lt;br /&gt;went to buy tickets for "Step Up"&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;super nice.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna watch it again i dont care!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie we went to get tiger and sat outside taka,&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;played cards.&lt;br /&gt;daidee, the 1-13 game, blackjack etc.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sat and played until 6am!!!&lt;br /&gt;1st mrt.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then all went home.&lt;br /&gt;super tired.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;but fun sia&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you're feeling better girl.&lt;br /&gt;love ya lots. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116392677573378394?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116392677573378394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116392677573378394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116392677573378394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116392677573378394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/11/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116343596691528821</id><published>2006-11-14T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:39:27.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz.&lt;br /&gt;assignment two.&lt;br /&gt;good luck.&lt;br /&gt;think i'm gonna be SO freaking shag.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went to school at about 2 plus today.&lt;br /&gt;xinyi supposed to come.&lt;br /&gt;no, she's the one who WANTED to come.&lt;br /&gt;then pang seh me half way.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;could have told me earlier wad.&lt;br /&gt;then i dont need to go school so early.&lt;br /&gt;i was like,&lt;br /&gt;sitting alone.&lt;br /&gt;STONE.&lt;br /&gt;STONES.&lt;br /&gt;STONED.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;have to wait till hongwen finish class at 5pm to pass him the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;went to IAD studio.&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored, guess wad i did?&lt;br /&gt;i water-colour-rendered a can of coke.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i drew it and painted it.&lt;br /&gt;but wasnt really rendered.&lt;br /&gt;cause someone stole my white paint so i cant do the "lighting"&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;studio's dangerous to leave things around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;went to find hongwen to lend him my black beauty.&lt;br /&gt;then went to find the PID guys.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know they should have finished class by then.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;then slacked around while waiting for shirley to come.&lt;br /&gt;josh, moses, limjian, hakim went to the bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;then josh shouted to ask me to follow.&lt;br /&gt;then i asked boon go also...&lt;br /&gt;WAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at the bookshop,&lt;br /&gt;i told boon i want kinder brueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: boon i want.... *points to choc*&lt;br /&gt;boon: really ar.&lt;br /&gt;me: yaaa. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;boon: *takes choc to pay*&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA. yay.&lt;br /&gt;boon seng so nice.&lt;br /&gt;only when he's not teasing me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to cheers at business school.&lt;br /&gt;shirley came.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. went back to their class.&lt;br /&gt;played/slacked awhile.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. the idiots locked me and boon outside.&lt;br /&gt;lamers.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went up to Cs.&lt;br /&gt;after CS went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;fun day basically.&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;br /&gt;i dread the next 2 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;ZZz.&lt;br /&gt;assignment TWO.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116343596691528821?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116317280022878459</id><published>2006-11-10T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T23:33:20.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;i just finished my Assignment one.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so freaking tired i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;everyday do project until at least 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;then reached home sleep straight.&lt;br /&gt;uhh. after bathing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;and now we are gonna start assignment 2.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just DIE.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired,&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt go online go DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;ya that tired.&lt;br /&gt;even my parents find it weird.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;frequent CS session.&lt;br /&gt;makes one high when you are sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;monday i think i'll be going school to play.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116317280022878459?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116317280022878459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116317280022878459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116317280022878459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116317280022878459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116265752083137708</id><published>2006-11-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:25:20.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday-&lt;br /&gt;went to school early to hand in my BAPHO.&lt;br /&gt;yay. free.&lt;br /&gt;but kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;no more dark room leh.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so fun there lor.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;class was so boring.&lt;br /&gt;and i only managed to spuce up the class abit.&lt;br /&gt;"RED is SEXAYE COLOUR"&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;nancy said that hor.&lt;br /&gt;dont argue.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yaaa. sleepy in class laa.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to mensa to find shirley after class.&lt;br /&gt;she was with darryl and friends.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. darryl brought absolut ruby red to school la.&lt;br /&gt;omg. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we just drank at mensa.&lt;br /&gt;with the bottle right in the middle of the table.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;drank only ABIT.&lt;br /&gt;but my face turned RED.&lt;br /&gt;like some freaking tomato.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everyone who saw me was like,&lt;br /&gt;"sia la. why your face so red?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;=p.&lt;br /&gt;it happens everytime i drink laa. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;mon supposed to go pondok drink again. =p.&lt;br /&gt;went to CS after drinking with shirley, darryl and his friend benji.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so high please.&lt;br /&gt;11 vs 12.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;hyper siaaa.&lt;br /&gt;lol. its like.... IAD + PID cs session.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;played until 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;wth. LOL. latest ever. SO FAR.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then went for dinner with the pid guys.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at like 12am. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat-&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa with shirley to tan today.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;darryl working there today [lifeguard at sentosa sehh]&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;shirley and i kept making him slack by playing dai dee with us.&lt;br /&gt;=p.&lt;br /&gt;and we concluded.&lt;br /&gt;eileen = daidee queen&lt;br /&gt;darryl = daidee loser&lt;br /&gt;shirley = got dee also no use/daidee sore loser.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i won every round except one.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;went to play volleyball with shirley's friend, meryl and her friends awhile.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;volleyball FUN sia.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yay going back sentosa again next sat. 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title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116247996771722325</id><published>2006-11-02T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:06:07.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.&lt;br /&gt;Architecture Design Theory = BORING.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay. not boring.&lt;br /&gt;actually KINDA interesting.&lt;br /&gt;but very DRY.&lt;br /&gt;and super theory-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Z.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;cs-ed with the guys&lt;br /&gt;SUPER funny i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;cannot stop laughing one.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i just LOVE those guys please.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;they entertain me sia.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohum.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;aiya.&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;getting more dependent on those guys.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;not good sia.&lt;br /&gt;actually didnt wanna find them tmr.&lt;br /&gt;but hakim shouted, "see you at cs tmr"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;then thinking going to find them afterall.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;lame shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116247996771722325?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116247996771722325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116247996771722325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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school ytd.&lt;br /&gt;lene was late so i couldnt do my developing.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;moses and limjian bought small water guns from toys r us.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;started squirting me the moment they walked in.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;wet.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get my revenge.&lt;br /&gt;filled a small tray with some water.&lt;br /&gt;and THREW them at moses.&lt;br /&gt;okay bad move.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;moses took COLD water from the dark room's fridge and splashed them on me.&lt;br /&gt;i was half drenched.&lt;br /&gt;WITH COLD WATER.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;ass.&lt;br /&gt;haha. but the water gun was so fun please.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with the guys and sheena.&lt;br /&gt;then met&lt;br /&gt;abby, justin, xinyi, hao ren, and 3 of justin's friends.&lt;br /&gt;for movie,&lt;br /&gt;Dead or Alive.&lt;br /&gt;action's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;but the plot. abit not so nice.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;but i enjoyed the movie la.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;me, xinyi, hao ren went down to Ps.&lt;br /&gt;xinyi bought her crispy chicken.&lt;br /&gt;and i got my mocha frappucino!!&lt;br /&gt;shiok-ness.&lt;br /&gt;been craving for them since 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met aaron.&lt;br /&gt;went for pool at meridian.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;aaron paid.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;his rule of "girls shouldn't pay"&lt;br /&gt;=) nice.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at ps's long john.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;hao ren went home.&lt;br /&gt;studying for As.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;aaron went for his mahjong session after that.&lt;br /&gt;and me and xinyi went to walk around cine and heeren.&lt;br /&gt;and i told mrt to sengkang with xinyi.&lt;br /&gt;and took bus 27 back to tamps.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i've come to a conclusion anyway.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;1st day of a new block.&lt;br /&gt;cum Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;i badly wanted to dress up.&lt;br /&gt;jeremy says, " grow up!"&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;halloween is fun lor.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;next yr!!&lt;br /&gt;i SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;today's class only until 5pm,&lt;br /&gt;was rather tired.&lt;br /&gt;sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at 7plus.&lt;br /&gt;went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;*details have to removed*&lt;br /&gt;and my phone got flushed away.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;my phone!&lt;br /&gt;i screamed.&lt;br /&gt;my mom, sis all came into the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;"OMFG. MY PHONE GOT FLUSHED AWAY"&lt;br /&gt;yea reminded me of that new movie coming.&lt;br /&gt;my elder sis said, "i dont know whether to laugh, or pity you"&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;why this kinda IMPOSSIBLE things always happen to meeeee?&lt;br /&gt;sis, "this kinda things only happen to like 1 in a million ppl lor"&lt;br /&gt;me, "FUCK YOU, i AM that ONE in a million"&lt;br /&gt;okay i was damn pissed so pardon my language.&lt;br /&gt;i mean SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;if its just dropping the phone in.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;a few people get that.&lt;br /&gt;BUT FLUSHED AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;knn.&lt;br /&gt;my flip phone small enough.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the gross part.&lt;br /&gt;i used an old hanger and got my phone out.&lt;br /&gt;actually i think its pretty clean.&lt;br /&gt;considering it only dropped in after everything was flushed away.&lt;br /&gt;and my bad habit of flushing twice.&lt;br /&gt;KNN.&lt;br /&gt;i'm flushing only ONCE from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll count to 5 before i flush again.&lt;br /&gt;JUST IN CASE.&lt;br /&gt;knn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advice to you people.&lt;br /&gt;do not put your phone in your pocket when you are in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;better yet, dont bring it in.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me how i dropped it in.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know myself.&lt;br /&gt;like i said,&lt;br /&gt;its like IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;but yet i'm the ONE in a million who made it possible.&lt;br /&gt;ZZ.&lt;br /&gt;yea how coool.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm using the sony one,&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;i missed my flip phone alr.&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116229669160248546?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116229669160248546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116229669160248546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116229669160248546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116229669160248546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116205297803060641</id><published>2006-10-29T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T19:54:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooohoo.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;last block of BAPHO. [ basic photography]&lt;br /&gt;so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;i love bapho can.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss the dark room and everything.&lt;br /&gt;nyaha.&lt;br /&gt;went to school today. omg.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;sat.&lt;br /&gt;school.&lt;br /&gt;wahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some prints&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;some turned out weird.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;going back on mon to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;stayed in dark room until like 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;from 1pm to 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;woooh.&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;like no life sia.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but dark room super fun can!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went opposite for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;then saw henry, stephen, april, fang at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;nyah.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new module starting next week.&lt;br /&gt;dumb timing again.&lt;br /&gt;3-6pm&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;most likely go find the pid guys after class to CS.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116205297803060641?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116205297803060641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116205297803060641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116205297803060641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116205297803060641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/10/wooohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116170582935258979</id><published>2006-10-24T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:07:41.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala.&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh okay.&lt;br /&gt;met abby and justin at 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;made our way to ps.&lt;br /&gt;waited for xinyi.&lt;br /&gt;she made us wear heels.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;walked around ps until like, 7.&lt;br /&gt;then met the guys.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;jonas, wilson, edwin, zhi hao.&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;walked to mindcafe.&lt;br /&gt;cool place.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so fun please.&lt;br /&gt;the 4 guys went to play pool/arcade la.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;no life.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;we played Taboo.&lt;br /&gt;such fun!!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;super funny.&lt;br /&gt;then aaron and wei ren came.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;played abit too.&lt;br /&gt;super fun please.&lt;br /&gt;left at about 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;my feet have blisters&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;the heels hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;you have no right to comment on me.&lt;br /&gt;i can CHOOSE whether i wanna go down or not.&lt;br /&gt;why do you CARE?&lt;br /&gt;dont give me shit about i can go home around evening time.&lt;br /&gt;DONT BE STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;my class ends at SIX PM.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SIX YOU SUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;say all you want.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really care.&lt;br /&gt;i wont affect me.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;please READ carefully.&lt;br /&gt;when i said i go out.&lt;br /&gt;READ.&lt;br /&gt;what i do.&lt;br /&gt;i bring CAMERA EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;to take pictures for my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;use your BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;even if i AM going out,&lt;br /&gt;so WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;tooo bad.&lt;br /&gt;i prefer my life now.&lt;br /&gt;than that time.&lt;br /&gt;when i had NO LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;and my parents weren't happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;i listen to my mom's advice alot.&lt;br /&gt;and i did.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;STFU.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm still confused.&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116170582935258979?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116162032538485702</id><published>2006-10-24T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:18:45.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>booo.&lt;br /&gt;went school today.&lt;br /&gt;developed my film.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;turned out quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;so happy&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went plaza sing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;with cheryl, jeremy, shaun.&lt;br /&gt;then went to esplanade to take pics.&lt;br /&gt;haha so funny.&lt;br /&gt;was like sneaking around in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;went to marina square for jeremy to take HIS pics.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jia jia working.&lt;br /&gt;so went to visit her.&lt;br /&gt;ended up buy a pair of shorts.&lt;br /&gt;=x.&lt;br /&gt;but quite nice!!&lt;br /&gt;plus she can get staff discount for me.&lt;br /&gt;so after dist, its like only $20!!&lt;br /&gt;so cheap right!!&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;i keep this on.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go broke.&lt;br /&gt;i AM already broke.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to citylink area.&lt;br /&gt;the stairs outside city hall mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;sat there and chill.&lt;br /&gt;wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;talked and crapped.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;until like 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;then we made our way home.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;saw huan on the mrt when i was getting off at tamps.&lt;br /&gt;super long never see him already la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;he sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;going sentosa tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hooots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116162032538485702?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116149521420218930</id><published>2006-10-22T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:33:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chorus:&lt;br /&gt;i wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;wanna be right where you are.&lt;br /&gt;you set my world fire.&lt;br /&gt;babe, i've got a crush on you.&lt;br /&gt;i wish upon a star.&lt;br /&gt;cant you see how right we are.&lt;br /&gt;we should be together.&lt;br /&gt;babe, i've got a crush on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to turn around and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;never stopped to play.&lt;br /&gt;cause there was no attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in my heart you start to grow on me.&lt;br /&gt;kind of suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;so now i've changed direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing it might seems strange.&lt;br /&gt;love came over me.&lt;br /&gt;feeling the luck has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;do you want me like i want you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this cold world, where dreams are few.&lt;br /&gt;baby, &lt;i&gt;i want you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll take you to places you've never been.&lt;br /&gt;if you just give in.&lt;br /&gt;so babe, its now or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing it might seems strange.&lt;br /&gt;love came over me.&lt;br /&gt;feeling the luck has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;do you want me like i want you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and you, you and me,&lt;br /&gt;living a life in harmony.&lt;br /&gt;its magic (magic)&lt;br /&gt;babe i've got a crush on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you feel the way i do,&lt;br /&gt;would you fancy to,&lt;br /&gt;to take a ride beside me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;wanna be &lt;b&gt;right where you are.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you set my world fire.&lt;br /&gt;babe, &lt;i&gt;i've got a crush on you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish upon a star.&lt;br /&gt;cant you see how right we are.&lt;br /&gt;we should be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;babe, i've got a crush on you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- crush on you.&lt;br /&gt;by: *tata young.&lt;br /&gt;MY song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116149521420218930?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116149521420218930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116149521420218930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;ehh.&lt;br /&gt;played pool.&lt;br /&gt;abby, justin, joele, mk, gerald, jeremy and one of their friend.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i think we were all more engrossed in some show that they were playing there.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;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;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm trying SO hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trying to NOT think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i still do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll try harder maybe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116144976077841262?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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dooooo.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;feeling kinda...&lt;br /&gt;outside happy,&lt;br /&gt;inside emo.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me how.&lt;br /&gt;i just do.&lt;br /&gt;my heart has this sour sour feeling la.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will always be that girl, wanting but never having.&lt;br /&gt;I will always be that girl, seeing but never feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I will always be that girl, who doesn't know the difference between dreams and reality.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can say,&lt;br /&gt;I will always be that girl, waiting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**credits to xinyi for the above quote. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kinda true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116132711299599803?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116127952962928309</id><published>2006-10-20T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:38:49.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after class.&lt;br /&gt;went town.&lt;br /&gt;with cheryl, josh, moses, lene, jeremy, sheena, limjian, kenneth, eugene.&lt;br /&gt;only moses and josh got to take pics la.&lt;br /&gt;think the rest of us didnt have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;3 more rolls.&lt;br /&gt;dont know can make it not.&lt;br /&gt;but we had fun la.&lt;br /&gt;lene went off as soon as we reached orchard&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;went to cine.&lt;br /&gt;walked around.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at long john's.&lt;br /&gt;then pooling at k-pool at cine.&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;hmm yup.&lt;br /&gt;on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;walking towards somerset mrt,&lt;br /&gt;jeremy and sheena's sis, yvette, got birdshit.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;poor things.&lt;br /&gt;imagine how gross la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;basically quite a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;although we were supposed to take pics.&lt;br /&gt;but only moses and josh took.&lt;br /&gt;*groans*&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he still cant forget his HER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and she's helping him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;either to get HER back,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or forget HER and get another good girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;either way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's no SHE in the picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she knows that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but she's still helping him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to let go and back into the reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she cant bear to see him so sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she'll rather him be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if it means there's another girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she knows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in his heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's no SHE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and she will never BE there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in his heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she ponders,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if she should just give up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she decided,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to just love him silently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and help him get his happiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;while she's in total darkness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe its best for both, she thinks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just maybe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she knows,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there will never be a picture of them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet she's helping him to paint a picture,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of him, and another HER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she cries silently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but just wishes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for him to be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and smile like he used to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is this what she wants,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she thinks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for him to be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;while she's suffering sadly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she dont know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she dont know what to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and whats right anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she just dont.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all she knows now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is for him to be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she knows her heart is broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but he dont.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and maybe he never will know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that this girl somewhere,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;helping him get his happiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this girl who loves him secretly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;secretly yet deeply.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116127952962928309?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-116118745046317623</id><published>2006-10-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T00:04:10.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday abby!&lt;br /&gt;i love you lots.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like living such cruel life.&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;i&gt;bullshit&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;how come everything bad always happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm born jinx?&lt;br /&gt;i dont care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i shall live my life out.&lt;br /&gt;let the flame burn out.&lt;br /&gt;if possible i'll MAKE it burn out faster.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so SO tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe.&lt;br /&gt;no one cared.&lt;br /&gt;dont give me bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;thats the 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wilson, teck yang, zhihao.&lt;br /&gt;yay i rmbed their names.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went down to holland V.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;i dont know wheres that, dont ask me.&lt;br /&gt;i just followed the guys.&lt;br /&gt;went to zhihao's girlfriend's place.&lt;br /&gt;aaron and i-forgot-his-name came.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;played some dumb game called thumbmaster.&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;but aaron kept bullying me though i called for truce.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;so i sabohed him back.&lt;br /&gt;ended up both of us kept puking.&lt;br /&gt;bahh.&lt;br /&gt;felt terrible.&lt;br /&gt;was shivering all the way.&lt;br /&gt;i roughly could rmb the situation.&lt;br /&gt;i think the guys carried me everywhere cause i wasnt sober enough to walk.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i puke was like, primary school.&lt;br /&gt;*groans*&lt;br /&gt;i went to yishun [near jonas's place] to rest until 3plus 4.&lt;br /&gt;and wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;feeling very terrible.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;aaron misplaced my birkenstocks.&lt;br /&gt;so i practically went home barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;my favourite pair of shoes!&lt;br /&gt;booohoo.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;took a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;the nice uncle let me off with $15.&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;i kept apologising cause i stink, i smelt of puke all over.&lt;br /&gt;nice taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;i puked like 12 times.&lt;br /&gt;holy.&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE.&lt;br /&gt;thats like. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;booo.&lt;br /&gt;shall not drink again.&lt;br /&gt;at least.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;until christmas.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;stupid aaron.&lt;br /&gt;his fault.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and plus he misplaced my SHOES!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;end of my story.&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;but would have been more fun if i was still sober.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116090563863777134?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116090563863777134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116090563863777134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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lost something &lt;i&gt;important&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thats what all the upset is about.&lt;br /&gt;but i realised i was making things difficult.&lt;br /&gt;for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;i should be happy right?&lt;br /&gt;share the joy.&lt;br /&gt;yups. =)&lt;br /&gt;i've decided.&lt;br /&gt;though i might lost some quality time.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess its alright.&lt;br /&gt;as long as she's happy.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;love ya lots k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;alrights.&lt;br /&gt;now in the CAD lab at 6th floor in school.&lt;br /&gt;time now, 8.59pm.&lt;br /&gt;omg?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;PID guys asked us [me and cheryl] to join them for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;they went to play CS 1st.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously think they'll die if they dont play.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;about 7 of them.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;typical right.&lt;br /&gt;cannot survive without CS/dota etc.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;the PID guys say i have smoker's face!&lt;br /&gt;=( =(&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i supposed i DO have the face la.&lt;br /&gt;but i DON'T la k.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i good girl. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"faster go get a boyfriend!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not easy hor darling. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116057235766121419?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116057235766121419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>what's the fastest way to get into a coma without dying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE. give ideas.&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;shall not bother to reply tags or blog until i get one decent proposal.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-116015823001879384?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/116015823001879384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=116015823001879384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/116015823001879384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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small mac.&lt;br /&gt;was discussing what to eat.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted bk's mushroom swiss,&lt;br /&gt;kfc's 2 piece chicken,&lt;br /&gt;macs's fries.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;we went kfc in the end.&lt;br /&gt;2 piece chicken rocksssss!&lt;br /&gt;waahah.&lt;br /&gt;ate and went to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh&lt;br /&gt;i miss those lame days with my owner&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;was walking back to interchange.&lt;br /&gt;geraldine meeting her friends at mp lib to mug.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going my grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly saw henry.&lt;br /&gt;wa sian.&lt;br /&gt;he was infront so i was like sneaky hiding.&lt;br /&gt;and idiot geraldine keep wanting to call out his name.&lt;br /&gt;then saw steph&lt;br /&gt;guess they were meeting to going out or something.&lt;br /&gt;figured they might be meeting ah josh too.&lt;br /&gt;wanna zao faster but they were waiting at small mac.&lt;br /&gt;and steph saw me.&lt;br /&gt;so i just sheepishly went over to say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;henry: "&lt;i&gt;go where?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;me: "&lt;i&gt;grandma's house, okay bye&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to zao quickly la!!&lt;br /&gt;then i turned.&lt;br /&gt;JOSHUA TAN!&lt;br /&gt;waaa&lt;br /&gt;siannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've never been so suay before.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;there i was covering my face on the bus  so he wont see me.&lt;br /&gt;and now.&lt;br /&gt;turned only bang into him.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;poor me.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;sian stuffs until everyone came.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner and birthday cake [my lil cousin's 6th b-day]&lt;br /&gt;went downstairs for bball.&lt;br /&gt;with alan, junming, lianghao, felicia, yan, huiling, shawn&lt;br /&gt;and those kids.&lt;br /&gt;shiokness.&lt;br /&gt;so long never play already.&lt;br /&gt;then a group of ah bengs came.&lt;br /&gt;they played the other half of the court.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly shouted wanna play together.&lt;br /&gt;alan said no la.&lt;br /&gt;i mean we are all like... smallllll.&lt;br /&gt;oldest alan liao.&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;so alan was like... " no thanks.. we all so young... " [in chinese]&lt;br /&gt;ah beng: "we also, just finished PSLE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;and they are damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;ask a few times.&lt;br /&gt;we keep rejecting.&lt;br /&gt;then huiling asked us, "wanna drink water not?"&lt;br /&gt;ah beng: " we want"&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;who ask YOU?&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;alan says he thinks one of them chup one...&lt;br /&gt;dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm at home now.&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;and caleb still owes me my ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;should be meeting him for lunch tmr to claim it.&lt;br /&gt;muahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p.s : henry, ah josh, steph are all my colleagues, and i'm quite filled with problems now and i cant really go to work so i'm avoiding them. okay. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115971815183311185?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115971815183311185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115971815183311185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115971815183311185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115971815183311185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/10/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115961005651466162</id><published>2006-09-30T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:54:16.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>29 september. friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee.. went sentosa with shirley ytd.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet at 10.30am at harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;SUPPOSED.&lt;br /&gt;she came at 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;imagine me.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the da xiao jie for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;since its 12 alr anyway. *glares at shirley*&lt;br /&gt;we went for lunch 1st.&lt;br /&gt;i was starving while waiting for her TWO hours.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;ate and went to siloso beach.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to find daryl to see if he was working.&lt;br /&gt;*p.s: daryl is a lifeguard at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;but found out that another friend of shirley was working instead.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking on the beach looking for a nice spot to tan.&lt;br /&gt;a ball flew towards us.&lt;br /&gt;a guy came to get it.&lt;br /&gt;his friends from the volleyball area shouted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"ehh, ask them join us laa"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ignores*&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went into the water to soak instead.&lt;br /&gt;not much sun.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm pretty much still pale.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;the group of guys with the volleyball came into the water also.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;started their throw-the-ball-towards-us nonsense again.&lt;br /&gt;soak for about one hour i guess.&lt;br /&gt;got up and went to take a walk.&lt;br /&gt;rinsed and changed.&lt;br /&gt;walking back to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;*wolf whistles*&lt;br /&gt;ROLLS EYES.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;found a bench and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;started playing EDUCATIONAL games.&lt;br /&gt;EDUCATIONAL HOR.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;a group of guys walked past.&lt;br /&gt;asked us to take pictures for them.&lt;br /&gt;okay shirley took for them.&lt;br /&gt;guy says: &lt;i&gt;"no girl like weird hor?" [in chinese]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you wanna join us?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL no thank you.&lt;br /&gt;what loads of corny pick up lines.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to find cheesecake [self-proclaimed name of my class] at suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pasta mania!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;azli, jia2, shirley, serene, kenneth, me went to the spiral stairs for a AMS.&lt;br /&gt;*p.s: AMS = after meal smoke.* LOL.&lt;br /&gt;or rather they smoke&lt;br /&gt;and me and kenneth accompanied&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;chat/talk/lepak [chill in malay]&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy [ i think he works in the macs] who came b4 us.&lt;br /&gt;i think he smoked 5 sticks [or more] CONTINUOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;we were joking around [whisphering of course. lol.]&lt;br /&gt;that he might have depression or something.&lt;br /&gt;stress/depression/dumped by gf/sucide&lt;br /&gt;all came up.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously.&lt;br /&gt;to smoke so many sticks at one go kinda bad.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to esplanade - bayside to lepak.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;played murderer -  gamemaster way.&lt;br /&gt;so fun please.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so gonna miss cheesecake when next semester starts.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone different class.&lt;br /&gt;awww.&lt;br /&gt;went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss cheesecake loads!&lt;br /&gt;lets all stay back one evening/night in the studio&lt;br /&gt;just to play murderer!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115961005651466162?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115961005651466162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>weee.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i've been lazy&lt;br /&gt;groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;been out with shirley to GAS HAUS's fleamarket.&lt;br /&gt;23 sept, saturday.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much at the flea market.&lt;br /&gt;so we went downt to town.&lt;br /&gt;went to find idil and aaron.&lt;br /&gt;hang around.&lt;br /&gt;super fun.&lt;br /&gt;the whole day was cool.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed the day at home.&lt;br /&gt;never been at home for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;sounds like i'm overseas or something.&lt;br /&gt;but ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much again.&lt;br /&gt;home-ing.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i felt that i neglected my family alot.&lt;br /&gt;with all those problems rising.&lt;br /&gt;my family needs me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna bother what &lt;i&gt;you guys&lt;/i&gt; think.&lt;br /&gt;whether i'm getting less involved or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i just need my family and vice-versa for now.&lt;br /&gt;and my girlfriends too.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;a girl cannot live without her girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.&lt;br /&gt;tue.&lt;br /&gt;went to WATCH abby study.&lt;br /&gt;after her... uhh tuition.&lt;br /&gt;called mk along.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, justin has training.&lt;br /&gt;ele's probably with joel.&lt;br /&gt;sooo ya.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;i miss hanging out with my &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bestie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115927543191267131?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115850510438639146</id><published>2006-09-17T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:58:24.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to meet kerli and wanli with yan at tamps mart macs today.&lt;br /&gt;BIG breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;ate and went to kerli's house.&lt;br /&gt;discussed about chalet plans.&lt;br /&gt;yan went home after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;me and wanli went to tm.&lt;br /&gt;kerli went piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met pearlyn, sharron, scott at CS.&lt;br /&gt;went to tm arcade.&lt;br /&gt;super funny i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;we team up and played the pucks game.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA,&lt;br /&gt;laughed until cannot stand.&lt;br /&gt;soooo fun.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the night market.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;bought some food.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;went this fashion after that.&lt;br /&gt;bought a top.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha&lt;br /&gt;fun day basically.&lt;br /&gt;haven't had such fun in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;who wanna be nice and contribute to the eleen-jacket-cum-birthday-present-fund?&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;saw this super nice converse jacket lor.&lt;br /&gt;$80.&lt;br /&gt;anyone contributing?&lt;br /&gt;abby and josh contributing $20 each.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;so left with $40.&lt;br /&gt;junyu still considering.&lt;br /&gt;AHA.&lt;br /&gt;i need more nice people please?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115850510438639146?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115850510438639146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115816283279087739</id><published>2006-09-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:53:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.&lt;br /&gt;this year's birthday celebration all so fun.&lt;br /&gt;compared to last year.&lt;br /&gt;which was like the WORST birthday ever.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 sept&lt;br /&gt;official 7teen.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;met up with steph, abby, alicia and went down to cafe to eat.&lt;br /&gt;had some cheque presentation.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;but quite fun,&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of those days in TKGS.&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;br /&gt;missed those days LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;love ya girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 sept.&lt;br /&gt;met abby, gerald, shihan, minkay, joel, ele, justin at tp.&lt;br /&gt;went to cafe to eat.&lt;br /&gt;rocks,&lt;br /&gt;love the food.&lt;br /&gt;went to some other place to drink.&lt;br /&gt;Absolute Vodka.&lt;br /&gt;super fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i think everyone was abit drunk/high.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i love all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the people whom i want them to wish me happy birthday didn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont want presents.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just want them to TALK to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll trade any of my presents to have them back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you guys alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss the times we had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm so disappointed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we celebrated your birthday together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i gave you a lighter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll trade anything just for the friendship back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of you guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115816283279087739?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115816283279087739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115816283279087739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115816283279087739'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;so now his EX baby is MY baby.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;coolest present EVA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very mentally tired.&lt;br /&gt;can i just slack one whole day at the RC.&lt;br /&gt;and have a rain therapy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm STRESSED.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;they never let me off you know.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115772849973867841?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115772849973867841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115772849973867841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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there's no result.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;jia you.&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna be successful in this industry.&lt;br /&gt;i shall prove everyone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so i really did my best already.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;talk about breaking barriers and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i ALREADY did broke it.&lt;br /&gt;my dad wants me to quit at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;he almost punched me.&lt;br /&gt;but i convinced him.&lt;br /&gt;that i'm serious in this.&lt;br /&gt;and he finally supports me.&lt;br /&gt;but he's still not getting a queen.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still have school.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the guys have holidays.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to keep up the pace they are at.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;so mentally tired.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;wont think about it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i can WHILE i still can.&lt;br /&gt;life is short.&lt;br /&gt;i know it.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115747420114586174?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115747420114586174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115747420114586174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115747420114586174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115747420114586174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/09/buahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115736461738313819</id><published>2006-09-04T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:10:17.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back from THAILAND!!&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;lots of shopping!&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;alot alot of events.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm lazy to blog all.&lt;br /&gt;shall just blog some.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.&lt;br /&gt;i went for the ah kuas show.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;some of them are like.&lt;br /&gt;SO PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;but FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda miss laksa and chicken rice when i'm there.&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm back i miss the shark's fins.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;the rest is mainly shopping.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115736461738313819?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115736461738313819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115736461738313819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115736461738313819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;UHH?&lt;br /&gt;poor dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i'm in school now.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE to complete my work by today and pass it to huiying/jiajia for submission.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;flying off to thailand tmr.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;abby's here with me.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;i abducted her.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;why jealous ar?&lt;br /&gt;tooo bad.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm random.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;later still have to go down to cafe.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;and its raining.&lt;br /&gt;SO COLD CAN.&lt;br /&gt;can.&lt;br /&gt;okay BYE.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go do my work now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;that's if abby is done with blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115699621641785053?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115695563381178350</id><published>2006-08-31T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:33:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;i was on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;i saw.&lt;br /&gt;a guy.&lt;br /&gt;boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;that's not the weird part.&lt;br /&gt;the weird part is,&lt;br /&gt;he's carrying a motorcycle helmet.&lt;br /&gt;ERM?&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;IF he owns a motor,&lt;br /&gt;which most likely he does cause i doubt the helmet is an accessory.&lt;br /&gt;so why dont he drive his motor?&lt;br /&gt;why have to take bus?&lt;br /&gt;IF he just feel like taking bus,&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHY MUST CARRY HIS HELMET AROUND?&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it IS an accessory.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm flying off to thailand soon.&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;shopping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115695563381178350?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115695563381178350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115695563381178350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115695563381178350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115695563381178350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115677649436144924</id><published>2006-08-28T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:48:14.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shalalala.&lt;br /&gt;actually i have nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets see.&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;i went to Changi hospital for my eye check up.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;appointment time states 3.10pm.&lt;br /&gt;i see the doc at 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;2hours?&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;another reason why life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;-you enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;-you live it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;-you do and eat whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;-you get some life terminal disease like diabetes, cancer etc.&lt;br /&gt;-you go for operation WHICH still cant save your life and costs like more than 5 digits.&lt;br /&gt;-you can't work or do anything much.&lt;br /&gt;-you sit at home and watch the dumb telly all day.&lt;br /&gt;-you rot and wait to die.&lt;br /&gt;-you FINALLY die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE.&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need more reasons?&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;-you work your life off your ass to earn enough just to eat.&lt;br /&gt;-you eat like cup noodles almost everday.&lt;br /&gt;-you eat that cause its the only thing you can afford.&lt;br /&gt;-you save money and skip 5 cups of noodles and starve just to buy 4D.&lt;br /&gt;-you bought the ticket but you lost it.&lt;br /&gt;-you figure you probably won't win anything.&lt;br /&gt;-you watch your super tiny telly.&lt;br /&gt;-you WOULD have won 1st prize IF you didn't lost the ticket.&lt;br /&gt;-CRY&lt;br /&gt;-you quit 4D for like 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;-you decided to give it another go.&lt;br /&gt;-you won 1st prize [ supposedly AGAIN. but you lost the 1st ticket rmb? ]&lt;br /&gt;-you won like, 1 million.&lt;br /&gt;-you enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;-you eat whatever you want cause you can afford it now.&lt;br /&gt;-you get some terminal diseases like diabetes, cancer etc.&lt;br /&gt;-but this time at least you sit in front of your flat 42inches tv and rot.&lt;br /&gt;-you wait to die.&lt;br /&gt;-you FINALLY die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;i AM bored.&lt;br /&gt;i thought that all up myself?&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next reason to why life sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you were never the most popular girl in school.&lt;br /&gt;-you so totally belong to the geek group.&lt;br /&gt;-you have this HUGH crush on this super cute dude.&lt;br /&gt;-this super cute dude has no interest in you and totally is disgusted with you.&lt;br /&gt;-suddenly you were approached for &lt;i&gt;Extreme Makeover&lt;/i&gt; where they turn horrifyingly ugly people, which happens to be you, and make them just ugly without the horrifyingly.&lt;br /&gt;-somehow you manage to look decent.&lt;br /&gt;-the guy took notice of you, not because you are super hot now, but cause you appear on tv.&lt;br /&gt;-he approached you and ask you for a date.&lt;br /&gt;-you wear your nicest dress and actually look quite pretty.&lt;br /&gt;-you saw him across the street.&lt;br /&gt;-he smiles at you and starts to cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;-halfway through this large truck SLAM into him.&lt;br /&gt;-OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;-bye bye super cute dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a sadist.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;this is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay if you REALLY wanna know why life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;you type &lt;i&gt;"why life suck"&lt;/i&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com"&gt;www.yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you MIGHT get the answer.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered to list more reasons.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115677649436144924?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115677649436144924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115677649436144924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115677649436144924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115677649436144924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/08/shalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115669778782086712</id><published>2006-08-28T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:56:27.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meet joshua at mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;going to airport.&lt;br /&gt;he go study.&lt;br /&gt;i go do my art work.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;at tanah merah mrt station,&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the train towards the airport.&lt;br /&gt;he realised he dropped his phone in the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;called his phone.&lt;br /&gt;1st time, no answer.&lt;br /&gt;2nd time, the driver picked up.&lt;br /&gt;nice uncle.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;waited for him at bedok central taxi stand.&lt;br /&gt;and he returned the phone.&lt;br /&gt;BUT somehow joshua sounded like a pai kia.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, headed to airport.&lt;br /&gt;reached at like 5?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;went to delifrance to do our work.&lt;br /&gt;stupid boy.&lt;br /&gt;never studied much la he.&lt;br /&gt;play play play.&lt;br /&gt;think he only studied like 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and i finished my work.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;alot of funny things happen.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Popeye's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;joshua's treat. =)&lt;br /&gt;SO NICE.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to take bus 27 to tampines.&lt;br /&gt;played the "5, 10, 15" game on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;lose 3 times hoot ear.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;played "hei bai pei" also.&lt;br /&gt;lose step on foot.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so funny can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped in front of tampines library to walk to the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;stupid boy keep playing boxing.&lt;br /&gt;WITH FINGERS.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;kept poking my head.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so childish can.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115669778782086712?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115669778782086712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115669778782086712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on my way home from the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;this guy and girl sitting behind me.&lt;br /&gt;heard what the guy said.&lt;br /&gt;found it VERY meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i am not alone. but i am lonely"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applies to me alot i guess.&lt;br /&gt;its true i have alot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;i know alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;and most of the time i'm always with friends.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes even when i'm with a big group of people.&lt;br /&gt;i can feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just like.&lt;br /&gt;convert to a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;but what shirley said makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;"its just alot easier to be a lesbian and turn to girls"&lt;br /&gt;afterall.&lt;br /&gt;girls are more sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;i told shirley:&lt;br /&gt;true.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i know i wont, and CAN'T turn to lesbianism.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;fricking dumb thing.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;blogging this kind shit makes me emo.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115661206959509298?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115661206959509298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115661206959509298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115661206959509298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115661206959509298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/08/bla-bla.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115639972139350545</id><published>2006-08-24T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:10:30.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday- 23 august&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msged joshua at 2 plus.&lt;br /&gt;he replied at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;"just woke up"&lt;br /&gt;F5. [maple language. LOL.]&lt;br /&gt;mortified. uhh. is that how you spell it?&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;waited at small macs for him to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;saw jieyun, wanli, cheryl, pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;okay or rather &lt;i&gt;HEARD&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't see them.&lt;br /&gt;i heard a chorus of high-pitched voices.&lt;br /&gt;"eileennnnnnnnnn~"&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;okay so they waited with me for joshua.&lt;br /&gt;i told them joshua shuai.&lt;br /&gt;then they excited.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;joshua came.&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn kept di siao-ing him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearlyn: *loudly* ORH ORH LAI LE HUH?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;wanli says joshua pai kia.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;joshua: "shoo shoo"&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;so funny please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bus 23 down with joshua to the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;whole bus trip he bully me lor.&lt;br /&gt;from bus stop walked to cafe also bully me lor.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay la.&lt;br /&gt;i use words wise to bully him.&lt;br /&gt;he use visual wise to bully me back.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;cause everytime i said something.&lt;br /&gt;he will stand &lt;i&gt;right beside me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he is like 1.83m.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eileen: " YOU THINK YOU TALL LIAO BU QI AR"&lt;br /&gt;joshua: "ZHENG YANG?? WO JIU SI BI NI GAO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeyer.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;somemore he wrote "eileen sux" on a piece of masking tape.&lt;br /&gt;AND PASTED IT ON MY PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;then he refused to take out his phone so i can paste "AH HUA" on HIS phone.&lt;br /&gt;AHA.&lt;br /&gt;meanie.&lt;br /&gt;the tape is still there can.&lt;br /&gt;i so nice.&lt;br /&gt;my qing ai de upline write one.&lt;br /&gt;so must keep.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;according to him la.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;wahahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115639972139350545?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115639972139350545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm STRESSED.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like MIA-ing.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;actually DID plan.&lt;br /&gt;where to go if i MIA and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;no place to go leh.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;no money somemore.&lt;br /&gt;job not stable yet.&lt;br /&gt;and my family meant too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;oh rather maybe just my younger sister and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;i love them ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shucks. i'm tearing already&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh.&lt;br /&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;stress can do weird things to ppl.&lt;br /&gt;okay cool down.&lt;br /&gt;*breathes in and out*&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;stupid emo mood.&lt;br /&gt;fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i need time.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even think properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i did now is support.&lt;br /&gt;and even my own parents aint doing it.&lt;br /&gt;mentally yea.&lt;br /&gt;but what's the use.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm stressed.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;// edit: thanks pei-ing me through half the night.&lt;br /&gt;though i know i kinda msged you all kinda crap.&lt;br /&gt;yea but thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i need someone that night.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115601022848847651?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115601022848847651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115601022848847651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115601022848847651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;if i dont wear,&lt;br /&gt;say i not feminine.&lt;br /&gt;corlor, rough.&lt;br /&gt;then when i wear,&lt;br /&gt;they tease me.&lt;br /&gt;WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ya.&lt;br /&gt;went town.&lt;br /&gt;took neos.&lt;br /&gt;overall a fun day la.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115599218966347513?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115599218966347513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115599218966347513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115599218966347513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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myself back to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;if abby really leaves me one day,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'll do la.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll probably cry EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;i love her THAT much okay.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;hugs to abby.&lt;br /&gt;dont leave me okay.&lt;br /&gt;but of course if i can choose,&lt;br /&gt;i'll rather you leave earlier than me.&lt;br /&gt;cause i felt the pain of losing you last night,&lt;br /&gt;though a dream.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want you to feel the same pain of losing me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went down to the cafe today.&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;basically did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;henry, mr jimmy and mr jackie there.&lt;br /&gt;ms joyce also.&lt;br /&gt;annabelle left b4 i reached.&lt;br /&gt;ZZ.&lt;br /&gt;okay ya.&lt;br /&gt;OHH.&lt;br /&gt;i bought this new book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-The Lake House-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;not the movie one.&lt;br /&gt;same title.&lt;br /&gt;but TOTALLY different story.&lt;br /&gt;in fact if they made THIS book into a movie,&lt;br /&gt;it probably will attrach ALOT of people.&lt;br /&gt;about 6 lil childen.&lt;br /&gt;genetically changed and breed.&lt;br /&gt;with partially bird genes and human genes.&lt;br /&gt;had human features.&lt;br /&gt;but the most amazing thing is they have WINGS.&lt;br /&gt;super nice book.&lt;br /&gt;story on how, ppl sort them out,&lt;br /&gt;for money reason,&lt;br /&gt;for experimental reasons,&lt;br /&gt;basically its a super NICE book.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;if i ever met a movie director i'll introduce this book to him.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, while reading i can already visualise everything.&lt;br /&gt;their silvery wings, slightly tinted with blue.&lt;br /&gt;their cute faces.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;CONFIRM BOX OFFICE FLOODED.&lt;br /&gt;nice book.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;went to tm with henry for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;saw shirley, naz, nan, russell.&lt;br /&gt;they just watched fast and furious .&lt;br /&gt;ee.&lt;br /&gt;i also wanna watch.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to find annabelle for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;than went to cheryl's house awhile.&lt;br /&gt;gave kelly auntie the brochure and talked awhile b4 leaving.&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;DOING MY LIGHTING STUDIES NOW.&lt;br /&gt;@#%^$&amp;amp;#^##%@#&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm probably gonna thon doing it.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115557010031202511?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115557010031202511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 august.&lt;br /&gt;just finished appointment.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;now at kerli's house.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;with wanli and cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;BUT kerli not home.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;planning puppetx stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;next month our 3 months anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY SAME DATE as my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we formed on 12 june.&lt;br /&gt;12 september my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;3 months anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;so cool.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;nothing else to update.&lt;br /&gt;my sundays are boring what normally.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM CHERYL&lt;br /&gt;:: ILOVEYOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// edit. 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1st.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;then i go lor.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun la actually.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm super tired.&lt;br /&gt;mentally.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115540336906084641?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115540336906084641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115540336906084641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115540336906084641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115540336906084641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;memories sia.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;kinda sad yet happy.&lt;br /&gt;saw terence too.&lt;br /&gt;miss the old times alot man.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115522064415473161?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115522064415473161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115522064415473161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115522064415473161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115522064415473161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/08/skipped-mtpre-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115513898707327397</id><published>2006-08-09T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:59:49.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks guys. all of you.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;*ele - haha of course you are. =) i will if i can k. haha.&lt;br /&gt;*weichong - thanks brother. haha.&lt;br /&gt;*josh - HAHA okay didi. but my sms kinda on strain now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;*cheryl.ms zombie - love ya&lt;br /&gt;*tammy - will try. thanks dearie. =)&lt;br /&gt;*kerli - HAHA yea. must work hard. thanks sister. love ya loads. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;8 august.&lt;br /&gt;PONDOK rocks.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;haha its a fun place to hang out at.&lt;br /&gt;not just for smokers&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went to shirley's house for her to change and bathe.&lt;br /&gt;her dog is HORNY.&lt;br /&gt;it played with me awhile.&lt;br /&gt;den grabbed my leg and tried to hump my leg.&lt;br /&gt;LOL?&lt;br /&gt;gross omg.&lt;br /&gt;shirley told me to roughly push its head away if he does that again.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;her mom's laksa ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;super nice.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to fisherman with shirley* jiajia* kenny [ jiajia's bf ]&lt;br /&gt;then kenny's friend *shawn* came.&lt;br /&gt;jiajia treated the 1st jug.&lt;br /&gt;kenny treated the 2nd jug.&lt;br /&gt;so nice can aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;felt bad la.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;marc came at about 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;with his friend joel and his gf stalin [ cool name can. ]&lt;br /&gt;then jiajia, kenny and shawn left at about 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;joshua and henry came after about 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;bought another jug.&lt;br /&gt;i drank about 2 and a half mugs of Tiger beer.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;small case.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a good drinker.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;the rest only drank one glass.&lt;br /&gt;think me and shirley drank the most.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;fun la.&lt;br /&gt;went home at like wad, 3am.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;my mom didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;cause my whole family slept early.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;so fun please.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA my 1st night out till so late without my mom killing me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 august -wed&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday singapore!&lt;br /&gt;and happy birthday damien! =)&lt;br /&gt;went down to the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;listened to alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;got to know annabelle, stephen, april.&lt;br /&gt;april is so pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;rather fun day.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;whew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115513898707327397?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115513898707327397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115513898707327397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115513898707327397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115513898707327397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/08/thanks-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115493161618687658</id><published>2006-08-07T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:20:16.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 august. monday&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;bored of out my skin.&lt;br /&gt;i'm into those "i'm so lonely" mood again.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;missed the rain today.&lt;br /&gt;freak la.&lt;br /&gt;rain so early for what.&lt;br /&gt;now i cant play in the rain and feel it in my face.&lt;br /&gt;can it rain again please??&lt;br /&gt;i really need a rain bath.&lt;br /&gt;it always make me feel SO MUCH better.&lt;br /&gt;rain therapy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is happening to me again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last time it happened to me i went crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;literally did crazy and dumb stuffs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;felt like the whole world is a stranger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too busy and preoccupied to SEE and HEAR me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't help having these feelings now again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i know the cause of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but its hard to ignore these feelings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really &lt;u&gt;NEED&lt;/u&gt; the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the human mind/heart is destructive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY destructive. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so what can i do now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm feeling lonely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;abby has school until 5pm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kerli has after school test, only free at 5 plus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanli cannot contact. =( i called her but no one answered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who else can i call?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they are the only ones who KNEW.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what can i do? tell me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;help me please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'm falling apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have been through this i supposed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i AM desperate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;care, concern and love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone always says &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'll be there for you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i want them to,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who really is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK THOSE FEELINGS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;go away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHERE IS THE DUMB RAIN?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need it IN my face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont even understand why i must feel this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why? why? WHY?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i dont even know the answer, will you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will anyone know the answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;help me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont need a councillor now alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need a FRIEND.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;close friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who i can pour my heart out to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even though i wont know what to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because i dont even know why i'm feeling these again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can probably stop reading my blog now because i'll be repeating the same things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but right now typing all these all makes me feel abit better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though i still need my rain therapy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just recovered from flu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nevermind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i rather be unwell physically than unwell mentally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;since rain therapy helps with my heart and mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll rather get flu/fever again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the feeling of being loved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i never had that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of course i know my friends DO love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i dont mean that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay what the hell am i saying now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;// were you really here for me when i needed you? were you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first person that comes to my mind when i need someone is not you anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause you were hardly here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too busy with someother people or things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's ALWAYS something else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my name is just a TITLE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but seeing that everyone else now has a title.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mine dont feel as important anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;people wondered.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why i hang out with those "ah lians" at 492.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;firstly "ah lians" is a disclaimer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they are not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;infact some of them can be much much more matured than any of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont believe me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me and i'll intro them to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why i hang out with them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one simple reason.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they can always be there for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they understand how i feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though i'm the oldest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet they've been through much more than me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much so that it made them grow up faster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the surface, they seemed rowdy and noisy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we are alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's when the real us come out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it goes for me too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's why i love those girls so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because we are SIMILAR.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how we feel, how we think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so alike.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they are great listeners.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and they dont council.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they advise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its two different things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the thing is,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i'm with them,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i am more matured.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet at the same time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can have fun with no restrictions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;abby always says she wanna be like me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when she can do things without people saying stuffs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but she dont.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but those girls make me feel welcome enough to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make a fool out of myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be really stupid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet i wont feel outcasted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its only when you are down,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you really know who are your true friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;// i read your blog everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but do you read mine everyday?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its just a title.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a title.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i believe some other people shares the same title as me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or they have titles even better than mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you know you are my only one?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one else share the same title as you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guess you dont.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have enough of this bullshit in my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my inner voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;telling me how pathetic i am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i AM pathetic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115493161618687658?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115493161618687658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115493161618687658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115493161618687658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115493161618687658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/08/7-august.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115478631122887521</id><published>2006-08-05T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:58:32.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;updates on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 august.&lt;br /&gt;school was alright.&lt;br /&gt;except the fact i was still sick.&lt;br /&gt;and couldn't concentrate on my work.&lt;br /&gt;darn it.&lt;br /&gt;it was the 1st time i didn't finish my work 1st in class.&lt;br /&gt;shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;went to play pool with henry at bedok.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i lost 5 times. =(&lt;br /&gt;MUST BE caused i sick.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;must be lor!&lt;br /&gt;cannot be i so lousy please!&lt;br /&gt;i mean like.. i beat fang xiang before!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and i never touched pool for like.. months.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall challenged henry again soon.&lt;br /&gt;HUMPH.&lt;br /&gt;henry sent me home after pool.&lt;br /&gt;on the bus super funny.&lt;br /&gt;the bus was rather packed so we were standing at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;then this indian uncle wanna go down the stop.&lt;br /&gt;squeezed his way past henry.&lt;br /&gt;but accidentally bumped until him.&lt;br /&gt;then de uncle diao [glared at] him and "tsked" at him somemore.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;then henry damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;he was like,&lt;br /&gt;"wa lau ehh. this is de entrance go down from here bumped until me i never say anything already still "TSKED" me."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;funny.&lt;br /&gt;okay went home.&lt;br /&gt;buahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 august. TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard with kerli* wanli* pearlyn* valerie*&lt;br /&gt;so fun.&lt;br /&gt;tried on the milk-coloured dress at wisma.&lt;br /&gt;SO GORGEOUS i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;$69.90.&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna sponsor?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinkin of it on the way to cine.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;so nice.&lt;br /&gt;ahah.&lt;br /&gt;then some stupid things happen.&lt;br /&gt;then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit: i cut short the whole story cause i'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115478631122887521?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115478631122887521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115478631122887521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115478631122887521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115478631122887521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/08/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115461196840656957</id><published>2006-08-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T21:32:48.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>erm.&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;2nd august.&lt;br /&gt;finished school early cause our lecturer [BAN SOON] on mc.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;banban sick&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;went to tm with huiying* azli* cheryl* khairiah* afinny* atiqah* xin ni*&lt;br /&gt;they ate at long john while i wait for kerli.&lt;br /&gt;kerli and kaijuan came.&lt;br /&gt;1st thing kerli asked azli.&lt;br /&gt;"you play guitar right? you guitarist right?"&lt;br /&gt;azli: *shocked* EHH. how you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;funny.&lt;br /&gt;went walk walk with kerli and kaijuan.&lt;br /&gt;daniel came at 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;went to X-craft.&lt;br /&gt;got a third eye piercing.&lt;br /&gt;daniel sponsor. XD&lt;br /&gt;henry came at 4plus.&lt;br /&gt;kerli and daniel went off for movie.&lt;br /&gt;kaijuan went home.&lt;br /&gt;went down to the cafe with henry.&lt;br /&gt;bus ride super cold.&lt;br /&gt;did Basic Training.&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;went back to tamps.&lt;br /&gt;ate at bk.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;NAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd august.&lt;br /&gt;had a sore thraot.&lt;br /&gt;inflammation kind. not no voice kind.&lt;br /&gt;of  course abit no voice la.&lt;br /&gt;but yah.&lt;br /&gt;school is like. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;was sick la.&lt;br /&gt;serious flu.&lt;br /&gt;BIG HOT sun.&lt;br /&gt;i can sneeze a thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;super cold.&lt;br /&gt;told banban i sick wanna go home early.&lt;br /&gt;Z.&lt;br /&gt;he said WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;then forget about me.&lt;br /&gt;dont care him already.&lt;br /&gt;went to find kerli they all.&lt;br /&gt;cause stacy had some taiji.&lt;br /&gt;xiao mei mei stuffs la.&lt;br /&gt;i haven reach settled already.&lt;br /&gt;went to 492.&lt;br /&gt;saw ALOT of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;terence [east.view]* shu lei* weilun* randy*&lt;br /&gt;and gerald that group.&lt;br /&gt;then came along wei chong with his KIM hair.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so beng.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;felt more sick.&lt;br /&gt;basketball court windy.&lt;br /&gt;went to kerli's house.&lt;br /&gt;saw a weight scale.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;i weighed only 38kg!&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;THIRTY-EIGHT KILOGRAMS.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying soon.&lt;br /&gt;i need more food.&lt;br /&gt;as long as i found out.&lt;br /&gt;i cooked maggi. and ate lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;felt bad eating kerli's food.&lt;br /&gt;but ya her mom asked me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i better eat more.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;omtian.&lt;br /&gt;omdi.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;feed me okay guys?&lt;br /&gt;i'm all bones now.&lt;br /&gt;no skin even.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115461196840656957?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115461196840656957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115461196840656957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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work fast.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet asshole A and asshole B.&lt;br /&gt;work stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;assholes kept bullying me.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;end of story.&lt;br /&gt;happy MINKAY?&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;BBFF's BFF.&lt;br /&gt;okay complicated.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// excuse me. i AM sensitive okay.&lt;br /&gt;and its obvious that i'm dulan liao right?&lt;br /&gt;cannot be more observant and sensitive issit?&lt;br /&gt;GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with u.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;bunch of assholes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the prettiest girl.&lt;br /&gt;or the most demure girl.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i'm STILL a girl afterall.&lt;br /&gt;you have no right to say stuffs like these about me.&lt;br /&gt;faggots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115426819033594871</id><published>2006-07-30T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T22:03:10.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jerome asked me why i never blog.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;met up with ele-abby-jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;to study.&lt;br /&gt;for me to do my drawing.&lt;br /&gt;went to bedok to eat meepok after that.&lt;br /&gt;then parkway for pool.&lt;br /&gt;then to expo to see minkay's rock-climbing competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;travelled alot.&lt;br /&gt;then lastly went downtown for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i shall blog more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet joshua [tan] today.&lt;br /&gt;stupid idiot kept bluffing me.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;nothing special to blog about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115426819033594871?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115426819033594871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115426819033594871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115426819033594871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115426819033594871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially "the-girl-in-orange-specs"&lt;br /&gt;buahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but i only wear them for classes or when i need to see things clearly.&lt;br /&gt;vanity.&lt;br /&gt;lol. all women's rights OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;jiajia help me put on blush today.&lt;br /&gt;so cool!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna buy it!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh!&lt;br /&gt;bought a nice top at 1st avenue at business school today!&lt;br /&gt;rocks&lt;br /&gt;i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;those 3 business ppl are amused by us.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;designers are interesting people afterall.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115383487073849151?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115383487073849151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;so no more contacts for me.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;not pretty anymore.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;understatement.&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;i need to post my new pictures of my SHORT hair on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;some people still dont know i cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;muahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i feel like some twit session now.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearrlynn sho sweett. sshe buyy thiiss biig biig lolliipopp forr miie worrs.&lt;br /&gt;strrawbberryy-flavourredd. i eatt untiill liikee siiao stiill haavenn fiiniish.&lt;br /&gt;ahaahs&lt;br /&gt;kerrlii sho niice osho. sshe alwayys ccomee viisiit miie. =)&lt;br /&gt;i lurrbe euus all nehhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;that took me so long just to type it out.&lt;br /&gt;super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i think twits have super fingers to type like that so fast.&lt;br /&gt;ahaa.&lt;br /&gt;=x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still working on that lollipop now.&lt;br /&gt;almost finished.&lt;br /&gt;YES. i can do it!.&lt;br /&gt;i started at like, 8pm last night.&lt;br /&gt;stop at 10pluspm.&lt;br /&gt;started again at 12.30pm now.&lt;br /&gt;and its now 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;SOON.&lt;br /&gt;muahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;no contacts. =(&lt;br /&gt;sadded.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115354485529735792?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115354485529735792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115354485529735792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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liquid,revenge unpaid&lt;br /&gt;smile for the feel of trepidation&lt;br /&gt;cry for the pain of execution&lt;br /&gt;place the cross above my head&lt;br /&gt;lies in the box that the ghost had made&lt;br /&gt;smells the sweetness of little white flowers&lt;br /&gt;taste those tears from eyes which turned sour.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poem by kerli&lt;br /&gt;emo.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;I CUT MY HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;so short!!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;VERY SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;looks weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;emo. yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115254054309976886?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115219708029646505</id><published>2006-07-06T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:44:40.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FUCKING SAW SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;omg. i shall not talk about morning school bla blah.&lt;br /&gt;just skipped to that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in the studio with shirley-eunice-deedee-ben-russell-the other malays guys.&lt;br /&gt;saw something.&lt;br /&gt;though was seniors playing a fool.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to make sure.&lt;br /&gt;looked again.&lt;br /&gt;saw.&lt;br /&gt;confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;asked shirley to lets go home.&lt;br /&gt;she asked why.&lt;br /&gt;i said just go.&lt;br /&gt;heard some sounds "clak clak clak"&lt;br /&gt;eunice's head suddenly turned towards the sound's direction.&lt;br /&gt;knew she heard.&lt;br /&gt;asked her.&lt;br /&gt;she denied.&lt;br /&gt;keep pushing them to go home.&lt;br /&gt;eunice said awhile after denying.&lt;br /&gt;that she wants to go home too.&lt;br /&gt;looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;and go... "ya i know"&lt;br /&gt;while packing up,&lt;br /&gt;deedee asked where's her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;shirely said issit near de yr 2s area.&lt;br /&gt;where de sounds came from.&lt;br /&gt;deedee went to find&lt;br /&gt;eunice followed.&lt;br /&gt;heard de sound again.&lt;br /&gt;deedee heard too.&lt;br /&gt;she screamed.&lt;br /&gt;all de girls screamed.&lt;br /&gt;damn freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;all packed up fast and left.&lt;br /&gt;while walking past the lightbox area [we are outside alr]&lt;br /&gt;deedee saw the door at that area opened by itself.&lt;br /&gt;then closed back.&lt;br /&gt;eunice and me walked past.&lt;br /&gt;saw in the door's glass.&lt;br /&gt;a red face.&lt;br /&gt;abit translucent.&lt;br /&gt;eunice thought it was my cap at 1st.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i wore my cap to school and it has red on it.&lt;br /&gt;in the lift then i told eunice.&lt;br /&gt;she was like, "omg. i thought its your cap."&lt;br /&gt;then we were like, "WTF"&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;lift door opened.&lt;br /&gt;asshole russell boo-ed us.&lt;br /&gt;me and eunice, being freaked out enough,&lt;br /&gt;got shocked. cried.&lt;br /&gt;all left school ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that time happened once also.&lt;br /&gt;though that time i only heard.&lt;br /&gt;was in the toilet in the same floor.&lt;br /&gt;the partition between the two cubicles.&lt;br /&gt;heard.&lt;br /&gt;two. SLOW. LOUD. knocks on the partition.&lt;br /&gt;went out.&lt;br /&gt;knew no one came in and i was de only one.&lt;br /&gt;kept myself calm.&lt;br /&gt;next day. told my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;they said they saw stuffs in the studios.&lt;br /&gt;same night.&lt;br /&gt;and its a thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;about 8plus pm.&lt;br /&gt;and today is always THURSDAY.&lt;br /&gt;and it happened about 8.50pm to 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;SCREW thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115219708029646505?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115219708029646505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115219708029646505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to let us off early today to do our dumb research.&lt;br /&gt;uhh okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to library do some research.&lt;br /&gt;probably only got 30% done.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;met ele and mk for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;WATCHED them eat.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i'm like totally broke.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tm find hsin and josh after that.&lt;br /&gt;went pasir ris sec for josh to collect his cert.&lt;br /&gt;went in.&lt;br /&gt;me and hsin got chased out.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;went to east spring sec for hsin to collect HIS cert.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;managed to go in.&lt;br /&gt;saw gerald.&lt;br /&gt;gerald: "ehh you east spring de meh?"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ass. say so loud somemore.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;went to 450 bball court.&lt;br /&gt;watched them play.&lt;br /&gt;laalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kerli's house.&lt;br /&gt;STEAMBOAT.&lt;br /&gt;rocks.&lt;br /&gt;omg. so nice.&lt;br /&gt;i felt bad eating free food.&lt;br /&gt;so i washed all the dishes. =)&lt;br /&gt;went home about 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;was crossing the road.&lt;br /&gt;half wish the car bang me.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel soooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;tired of sooo many things.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm alone i think funny stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;yet when i'm with people i wont be emo at all.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115202855242471722?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115202855242471722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.&lt;br /&gt;went out with kerli.perlin.cheryl today.&lt;br /&gt;went bugis.&lt;br /&gt;had fun.&lt;br /&gt;perlin and kerli so nice can. omg.&lt;br /&gt;perlin bought me a necklace cuz i say i like and i wanna buy.&lt;br /&gt;kerli bought me a BAG cuz i say nice and i wanna buy it next time also.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;i love you girls so much please.&lt;br /&gt;HUGGS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perlin and cheryl went home at 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;kerli lent me money to reserve that really nice top i've been dying to buy for ages.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GIRL! =)&lt;br /&gt;went to Xcraft and chatted with yuanli and zhongming for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;had fun chatting with them&lt;br /&gt;they are cool people.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i can't believe yuanli is same age as me.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;btw yuanli is that tall slim girl working in TM's Xcraft.&lt;br /&gt;yups.&lt;br /&gt;she DON'T look my age right!&lt;br /&gt;haha okay.&lt;br /&gt;went to RC to slack.&lt;br /&gt;called wanli down.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting,&lt;br /&gt;i sent ten guys friends whom i considered QUITE close with now a similar message.&lt;br /&gt;and got back their ans.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your honest opinions guys.&lt;br /&gt;oh the ten guys were: -&lt;br /&gt;//ahjosh&lt;br /&gt;//hsinchang&lt;br /&gt;//ahyuan&lt;br /&gt;//jerome&lt;br /&gt;//damien&lt;br /&gt;//weibin&lt;br /&gt;//lucas&lt;br /&gt;//weiquan&lt;br /&gt;//shaun&lt;br /&gt;//ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;ben is the only one who said i don't look like and don't act like.&lt;br /&gt;thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;besides those ten smses.&lt;br /&gt;me and kerli.&lt;br /&gt;we talked about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;like the usual kind.&lt;br /&gt;and i just broke down.&lt;br /&gt;crying halfway.&lt;br /&gt;wanli and cheryl came.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;crying was for?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say, what to do.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;they hurt me so much.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to write a narrative essay on my chosen exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote about them.&lt;br /&gt;yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stop pitying myself.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just move on.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i WANT to move on.&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel really sad.&lt;br /&gt;my heart feels really pain.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because they used to give me so much happiness and joy.&lt;br /&gt;that now.&lt;br /&gt;the pain and sadness is just as much.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't move on.&lt;br /&gt;without a reason why they are treating us this way.&lt;br /&gt;give me a good and acceptable reason.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;so help me.&lt;br /&gt;i will.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with my essay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;tmr might be bringin my painting down to paint the dumb thing.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;COLORS.&lt;br /&gt;have to complete it by tmr.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i think i'm going out on mon.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;i still have one more essay.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA die.&lt;br /&gt;okay good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;weet~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115177384052651387?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115177384052651387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115177384052651387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115177384052651387'/><link rel='self' 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magazines.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;ComDI was... alright.&lt;br /&gt;AIYO.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say about school la.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nancy says we can stay at home and do our painting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm coming to school at about ten plus 11 maybe.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i hardworking =)&lt;br /&gt;and nancy said in class today..&lt;br /&gt;"drinking cold drinks in the morning is not good for health"&lt;br /&gt;she meant me.&lt;br /&gt;and then just nice i sneezed.&lt;br /&gt;and she goes, " see what did i tell you?"&lt;br /&gt;UHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i sneezed cause i'm COLD?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;bitch.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;have to present ComDI.&lt;br /&gt;we went Singapore Art Museum [S.A.M] ytd.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to choose an exhibit which you think expresses your personality the most.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;its all.... the theme type artworks there.&lt;br /&gt;like about poverty, war, blah blah kinda things.&lt;br /&gt;how to write about how it expresses my personality?!?!&lt;br /&gt;uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;tough.&lt;br /&gt;so i cracking my brain now.&lt;br /&gt;trying to think of ways to ELABORATE the painting.&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115158331754508082?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115158331754508082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115158331754508082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115158331754508082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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interchange.&lt;br /&gt;met kerli.&lt;br /&gt;went bugis.&lt;br /&gt;bought PMK top.&lt;br /&gt;saw a VERY NICE top in 77th street.&lt;br /&gt;no money buy.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SAD.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;who wanna sponsor?&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;$26+.&lt;br /&gt;not very ex.&lt;br /&gt;wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;went to 492 court.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;TRIED to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;gave up.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how two hands can spin so fast&lt;br /&gt;despite trying to hang on the past&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in my history i still can see&lt;br /&gt;that happy girl i used to be&lt;br /&gt;a circular path with dots and numbers&lt;br /&gt;a sound that goes tick tock&lt;br /&gt;i wan to move back to one pm&lt;br /&gt;yet i'm stuck in this lonely clock&lt;br /&gt;with pictures evoking with memories&lt;br /&gt;my eyes feel wet and sour&lt;br /&gt;now i finally realised when we were together&lt;br /&gt;was the best moment every hour&lt;br /&gt;a normal place, a normal void deck&lt;br /&gt;is filled with our laughter&lt;br /&gt;now there is no sound of the bouncing ball&lt;br /&gt;my tears i try 2 cover&lt;br /&gt;there was a time when we were fooling around&lt;br /&gt;a time when we were united&lt;br /&gt;now that lonely void deck leaves not a soul&lt;br /&gt;because we're separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerli composed it.&lt;br /&gt;felt my heart breaking.&lt;br /&gt;some people might think we are over-reacting.&lt;br /&gt;try losing a close friend.&lt;br /&gt;then you come back to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;we lost about FIVE close friends.&lt;br /&gt;heart-pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;i did everything i could.&lt;br /&gt;to TRY and salvage our friendship with them&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;maybe...&lt;br /&gt;they just DON'T want us as friends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it time to move on?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;and now school's starting again.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its better this way.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be busy.&lt;br /&gt;and i wont have to think so much.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have never been so emotional in my entire life before.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;ask abby.&lt;br /&gt;ask ele.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;last time.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i'm with them.&lt;br /&gt;i talked about 492 people.&lt;br /&gt;those guys.&lt;br /&gt;how they brought joy into my life.&lt;br /&gt;how they never fail to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;how much i enjoy their company.&lt;br /&gt;but now.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i typed out this message i meant to send one of them.&lt;br /&gt;the one i'm CLOSEST to.&lt;br /&gt;its 3 FULL pages long.&lt;br /&gt;but i have not send it yet.&lt;br /&gt;i saved it in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.... i might need to send it soon.&lt;br /&gt;about this issue.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't bother cheering me up guys.&lt;br /&gt;no use.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for all of your support.&lt;br /&gt;and please dont go this happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;it don't.&lt;br /&gt;its really more complicated than what i've tagged.&lt;br /&gt;so yea.&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115133031402669576?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115133031402669576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115133031402669576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115133031402669576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115133031402669576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-starts-today-well.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-115105499638987301</id><published>2006-06-23T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T17:29:56.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time for updates issit??&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i'm a very busy person wad.&lt;br /&gt;cannot blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19,20,21 june - CHALET at downtown east.&lt;br /&gt;one word. ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;but. alot of times happened.&lt;br /&gt;ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;we caught alot of "fishes"&lt;br /&gt;got some daiji.&lt;br /&gt;some ppl got beaten.&lt;br /&gt;we made alot of new frens.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;basically. i love this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;can i dun blog everything?&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is.&lt;br /&gt;i made some really great frens.&lt;br /&gt;i met some really irritating ppl.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;i confiscated 3 pen-knifes.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not planning to return.&lt;br /&gt;buahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall see when i free.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE i'll blog in details about the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE only hor. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-115105499638987301?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/115105499638987301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=115105499638987301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115105499638987301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/115105499638987301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-for-updates-issit-lol-im-very.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-114994812033360199</id><published>2006-06-10T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T23:00:58.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>------------SEPTEMBER BABY ---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so damn damn true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active and dynamic. // please. i'm super dramatic. well. for those ppl who know me well enough. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisive and haste but tends to regret. // uh-huh. i regret doing alot of things. haha. too rash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and affectionate to oneself. // i LOVE myself. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong mentality. // you can't change my idea of something once i made up my mind about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention. // HAHA! XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diplomatic. // its a nicer word for talkative. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. // ooooh yes. i'm good at this please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless. Adventurous. // fearless. haha.. i'm almost crazy enough to do anything. well. ALMOST. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring. // for those who don't know me. yea i am. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suave and generous. // i AM okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually you have many friends. // read. its USUALLY. muahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoys to make love. // NO COMMENTS. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional. // yea i am. but no one really seen my emotional side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn. Hasty. // sometimes i can be VERY stubborn. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good memory. //err. observant yes. good memory. so-so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving, motivates oneself and others. //yea. i like to motivate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to travel and explore. // hahah. no one wants to go on a night-walk in school with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand. // NO COMMENTS. haha. i don't understand this myself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooohooo. a nice sat.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm bored as usual.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go see the bike stunt convection thingy.&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't find anyone to go with me.&lt;br /&gt;AS USUAL.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;so didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i realised i never did post much pictures on my blog before.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall post some today.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/476/1600/0606070123591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/476/320/0606070123591.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kerli. on our way to bugis in the mrt. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to post more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;i think blogger is experiencing some problems.&lt;br /&gt;they only let me post one pic. =(&lt;br /&gt;though they stated they posted the rest.&lt;br /&gt;the pics didn't come out.&lt;br /&gt;only this.&lt;br /&gt;soooo.&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/476/1600/ruhua(1).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-114994812033360199?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/114994812033360199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=114994812033360199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/114994812033360199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/114994812033360199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/06/september-baby-active-and-dynamic.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-114977784488462019</id><published>2006-06-08T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T22:49:29.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to bugis with kerli ytd.&lt;br /&gt;saw this very nice and elegant top at Blossomz.&lt;br /&gt;particularly not my type.&lt;br /&gt;lol but i bought it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;not enough money.&lt;br /&gt;so i reserved it first.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;got discount.&lt;br /&gt;cause i said i'm jiajia's friends.&lt;br /&gt;XD.&lt;br /&gt;well.... i am.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;told my dad about that cute black dress i saw in This Fashion.&lt;br /&gt;yay. he gave me money for that.&lt;br /&gt;and the top.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis again today.&lt;br /&gt;collect the top.&lt;br /&gt;gonna wear tmr.&lt;br /&gt;when we go bugis.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;zz.&lt;br /&gt;bought that dress too.&lt;br /&gt;SO HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;i love that dress.&lt;br /&gt;so cute please. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;tmr girls bonding.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// -&lt;br /&gt;kinda felt lonely again today.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl dua me today.&lt;br /&gt;so freaking sad + angry.&lt;br /&gt;sat at tamps interchange small mac from 3.&lt;br /&gt;sat until 3.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;cannot jio anyone out.&lt;br /&gt;meetin kerli at 4.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;but i dun wanna wait at interchange for so long.&lt;br /&gt;decided to walk from interchange to 492.&lt;br /&gt;since i have so much time.&lt;br /&gt;then it started drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;yay. rain.&lt;br /&gt;walked in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;all the way from interchange to 492.&lt;br /&gt;don't care if ppl stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;i like the feeling of the rain on me.&lt;br /&gt;i love walking in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached 492 at about 3.45 - 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;that means i walked for 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;jiaxin they all there.&lt;br /&gt;lucky.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll have to sit at the RC alone.&lt;br /&gt;when to buy fries with jiaxin.&lt;br /&gt;saw weilun at PC zone.&lt;br /&gt;so happy to see him.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;miss that gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for kerli.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;then headed down to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;the rest you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-114977784488462019?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/114977784488462019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=114977784488462019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/114977784488462019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/114977784488462019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-bugis-with-kerli-ytd_08.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-114951629843594799</id><published>2006-06-05T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:04:58.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to find kerli today.&lt;br /&gt;met at tampines interchange.&lt;br /&gt;went to tm.&lt;br /&gt;walked walked.&lt;br /&gt;shopped shopped.&lt;br /&gt;talked talked.&lt;br /&gt;went to RC.&lt;br /&gt;the whole place seems super empty now.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerli believes we can change everything.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;we did our part.&lt;br /&gt;its time for them to do their part.&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing more i can do.&lt;br /&gt;kerli told me to close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;and visualised the past.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need to close my eyes to do that.&lt;br /&gt;the memories flow into my head like water.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't WANT to close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;so what if i see the happy past?&lt;br /&gt;when i open my eyes i see the empty place.&lt;br /&gt;i'll feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;and i did feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerli and i.&lt;br /&gt;we felt.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;we knew.&lt;br /&gt;we lost them.&lt;br /&gt;i cried.&lt;br /&gt;she almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;its not gonna help.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna give up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-114951629843594799?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/114951629843594799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=114951629843594799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/114951629843594799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/114951629843594799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-find-kerli-today.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-114941295330062802</id><published>2006-06-04T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:29:36.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to esplanade last night.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch those guys ride.&lt;br /&gt;those guys?&lt;br /&gt;erm okay i shall just name those i know.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;cause there's alot more i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;//riders: weibin.lucas.jonathan.raymond.&lt;br /&gt;did i left anyone out?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay that's about the people i know i think.&lt;br /&gt;they were cool. XD.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl came to join me also.&lt;br /&gt;after her video.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and sion kor came to pass me some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;my kor so nice.&lt;br /&gt;he bought so many things for me.&lt;br /&gt;and now he's still wanna paid for my speakers.&lt;br /&gt;=) i love my kor!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was alright.&lt;br /&gt;better than staying at home to rot.&lt;br /&gt;and think all those funny stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and better than driving myself nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i officially love Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;as a ARTS student.&lt;br /&gt;and its a good place to CHILLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. right cheesecake? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love that place.&lt;br /&gt;rocks.&lt;br /&gt;nice quiet place.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;and love that corridor.&lt;br /&gt;so colorful.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edits:&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling down enough.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't have anything nice to say.&lt;br /&gt;don't say.&lt;br /&gt;even though you ARE kidding.&lt;br /&gt;but ya.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;and you are not helping me much.&lt;br /&gt;stop please. stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i know alot of people have been asking about me recently.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry to all of those whom i've said i'm fine to.&lt;br /&gt;i lied.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really not fine.&lt;br /&gt;but its not that i don't wanna share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;just that... i feel more dependent on my CLOSE friends.&lt;br /&gt;and my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't really see the point in telling you guys.&lt;br /&gt;because you guys won't understand.&lt;br /&gt;probably because you all are GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;oh just maybe cause my stuffs are too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;and only my close friends know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;cause i constantly update them.&lt;br /&gt;so ya.&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys care.&lt;br /&gt;but please understand.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i can't share stuffs with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;you all won't understand much.&lt;br /&gt;and it IS kinda complicated.&lt;br /&gt;some stuffs are really the kind..&lt;br /&gt;that i can only share with another girl.&lt;br /&gt;not matter how nice you guys are.&lt;br /&gt;or how sensitive you guys can be.&lt;br /&gt;GUYS are, and will forever be GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;all i can do..&lt;br /&gt;is try to regain some of my older self last time.&lt;br /&gt;and make myself look alright.&lt;br /&gt;so please. understand guys.&lt;br /&gt;i know some of you might think..&lt;br /&gt;i don't treat you all like friends.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not telling you guys stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;its not true k.&lt;br /&gt;even my mom don't know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;she just asked my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;if i have had a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;cuz my mom thinks i'm acting weird this few days.&lt;br /&gt;i don't deny i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;because i'm also not sure.&lt;br /&gt;what's happening to me and why.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm trying to find out the answers.&lt;br /&gt;so bear with me guys.&lt;br /&gt;and soon.&lt;br /&gt;the old cheerful and bubbly eileen will be back.&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;and hope for me too.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna stay this way.&lt;br /&gt;its too much for me to bear as well.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;help me.&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF YOU.&lt;br /&gt;love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7602872-114941295330062802?l=e-leen--.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/feeds/114941295330062802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7602872&amp;postID=114941295330062802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/114941295330062802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7602872/posts/default/114941295330062802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-leen--.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-esplanade-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>eileenKYLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08442586132819305548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c186/e-leen/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602872.post-114932310545420022</id><published>2006-06-03T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T16:25:05.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my.bestfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from abby to eileen,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i know you often get upset and emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i know sometimes you get angry wimme over trivial stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but nevertheless you ARE my best friend and that says alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one can ever replace how much you mean to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one can understand the things we go through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but as different as we are, i still love u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;indeed we've off &amp; on been on the bad side of one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;indeed we've had many misunderstandings lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but i will never ever want you to change who u are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes we don't see things thru another's eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes we don't realise the things we do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm happy that you're always there for me - to pull me through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;whenever you're feeling down just gimme a call and i'll hear you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;whenever you want to cry, just let it out &amp;amp; i'll cry alongside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but sometimes i just cannot be where you are but i'll definately try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if ever you feel like i've done you wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if ever you feel that i wasn't fair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just tell me and i'll change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's what friends are for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's what i'm here for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to tell you your faults and vice versa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i truly treasure you with all my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're simply the best. &lt;strong&gt;LOVE YOU TONS AND TONS AND TONS MORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hugs* don't be sad. i'll be your reason to smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i know this is a crappy post lah but haha i'm NOT good with words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eileen dear, i'm sorry for the misunderstanding yesterday and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i explained to you already and i hope you see things from my point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i assumed stuff and you as well. we'll go out. i promise. wherever u wanna go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 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