<?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-6477335</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:57:20.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. </title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108787810393703496</id><published>2004-06-22T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T14:20:37.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>poof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have &lt;a href="http://crapperoonies.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;u&gt;moved&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucky name tho :/ blehs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108787810393703496?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108787810393703496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108787810393703496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108787810393703496' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108727453347869127</id><published>2004-06-15T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T15:08:56.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people are just so evil.maybe it's just person.yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't find my math assignment..bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the best sleep last night..was extremely tired.and my knee still hurts :/ i can't walk without feeling the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow,i have to go back to the library again.but it's pretty fun tho (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jen&lt;/b&gt;,your smiles are so fake!how would i know it's real anyway (x but seriously, don't stress too much..it's not good (: just chill and relax.if you know how to ask me!haha :P don't worry tho..god is in control ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108727453347869127?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108727453347869127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108727453347869127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108727453347869127' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108711754476409094</id><published>2004-06-13T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T17:12:11.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I HATE THE STUPID THEME SONG OF THAT JACK NEO MOVIE. SO FREAKIN ANNOYING!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehs. that stupid song just sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to get groceries and got something for sheryl. actually i wanted to keep it for myself but i thought of sheryl and yeah (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh.training tmr. turf city?! i have to walk all the way in cause i'm gonna be way too early if my dad is sending me there. pah :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna get the discman my dad had promised me. he better keep it :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108711754476409094?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108711754476409094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108711754476409094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108711754476409094' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108693892015301050</id><published>2004-06-11T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T16:07:01.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;HAPPY THIRTEENTH BIRTHDAY SHERYL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you've just grown older(: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jen&lt;/b&gt;:glad that tawg worked out(: come to think of it,it's actually quite fun.you'll have a relaxed and kind of 'burden-off-your-shoulders' feeling(: but still don't be so stressed!i hardly see you smile.so smile more!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was early in the morning and i was tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prolly because of the nightmare i had about jen divorcing tiff tan and marrying my jie aka sheryl!hahahah!funniest yet but FREAKY. i was shocked and sorta jumped waking myself up at 5. i couldn't sleep until 5.30!! urgh. but it was super hilarious..i think i laughed too(x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie marathon was fun(: yihui,you are so dao.hehs. i want to go to downtown east!that water park thingy seems pretty fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108693892015301050?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108693892015301050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108668385864890445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108668385864890445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108668385864890445' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108661674935340324</id><published>2004-06-07T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T22:05:24.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.yipee.whooo(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..so happy.something's wrong.im whack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was okay((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen is weird.she thinks i was laughing at her when i wasn't :/yoon sann..what's with the funny face?hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go to the airport again.quite bored of it actually.my sister is coming back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopie.training is gonna be in the morning.at turf city??how can i walk all the way in?rarr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one ever listens.you are a first dada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;jen&lt;/b&gt;:don't be too stressed up kay?or you'll get white hair(: you'll be fine.then we can go watch movies :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.i shall sleep early today.i shall try(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108661674935340324?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108661674935340324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108641869338259329?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108641869338259329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108641869338259329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108641869338259329' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108632687704788732</id><published>2004-06-04T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T13:27:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aah!picture disappeared!acks.wt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving for training sooon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108632687704788732?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108632687704788732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108632687704788732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108632687704788732' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108626738743114993</id><published>2004-06-03T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T20:56:27.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how normal can normal get.argh.i'm crapping again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met tricia at kap to have breakfast.really heavy breakfast.she realized her shoebag wasn't with her.she left it in school:/ okay.so i jay-walked and she just stood there waiting for the green man.we went to play bastketball!after much persuasion tho.it was friggin fun(:saw rica playing softball.how exciting.i wouldn't mind going for softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran for forty minutes and i fell.so clumsy of me.it sorta hurt and bled.tricia was supposed to run to glory's house but she either went the wrong way or couldn't find it:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have to do PW.annoying.better get it done quick.holidays pass real fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's just my day.tiring.not quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEPRESSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what.stupid miss universe had to say CANADA.argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yoo(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108626738743114993?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108626738743114993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108626738743114993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108626738743114993' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108618089629569889</id><published>2004-06-02T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T20:54:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling so tired,down and depressed.training will seem quite empty without her.everyone should think so.it will never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning at about 4.20..really early but i felt energized.picked up dan and sheryl and we headed to the airport.i love the airport..makes me feel like im leaving plain old singapore(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the skytrain before sending eunice off.ppl might have thought we were nuts.it was funn.i didn't want to see her go but maybe it's for the best.she will come back..right?i really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's really nice to hug.so pint-sized(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after she left we went to have breakfast.didn't really seem like breakfast tho.i met jillian!she's going on a mission trip.i want to go too.hrmpf.after 'breakfast' they wanted to play with the trolley so i pushed them around..we even got onto the skytrain and went back terminal 1.got on the wrong floor or something.the trolley was still with us.pretty embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired to carry on.gonna do easy run with tricia tmr.run my sadness away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108618089629569889?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108618089629569889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108618089629569889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108618089629569889' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108601285247373743</id><published>2004-05-31T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T22:15:01.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day draws closer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep the crossie spirit on eunice!you rawk(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hope i can send eunice off.dear dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you dada!so sweet of you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the partaye for eunice was so fun!((:the best time i have had in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning i went to orchard to meet sheryl.she was late..so i hung around for quite some time.i was freezing.was supposed to buy something but couldn't find anything:/we made our way to taka and had lunch.yum!(:then we had to buy drinks so we went to cold storage he drinks were really heavy..after we left taka,sheryl led the way.she made me walk for such a long time in the wrong direction.i could feel my poor veins.okay..soon we found the bus stop.yay!boarded the bus and forgot to press the bell.so we had to walk all the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dada's doggie is so cute!she followed me around when i entered..i was afraid it would bite me then christine said she liked me and started laughing..and i wasn't.but she turned out to be really adorable.hmm.cutee dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went around her house..jen's bed is really comfy!her blankie's like mine..really soft((:we all squeezed into the car!so cool.dada was shouting in my ear the whole time.and she hit tiff's chest.hahahah!she was so paranoid about getting caught by the police.sigh.the house was super big.we were kinda dumb so we carried our bags and stomped all the way up..and went down again to put our bags.then we explored.charissa and yoon hid in the cupboard.so silly.we made water ballons((:and yoon sann destroyed my purple balloon!(:hoi yan,alecia,joy,bev,rach,lau,june and dunno who else had gotten wet already.bev wanted to push me into the pool..so everyone carried me.so mean right!rachel you are really evil too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had family time too!hahah.then sann came into the picture.sheryl's new boyfriend.the 'sun' lights up her world or something.hahah.dada and sann got into a fight.sann=mr polka dot face.dada=something old man.hahahah.now we have a dog!lightning bolt!dear christine.tiff becker came into the picture as the mistress with the black thong.hahahah.naughty dada.and tiff tan..so many boyfriends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice and shing came really late.hrmpfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone went out to get the food and we played loads of stuff.then it was time..to swim!hahah.sheryl was looking everywhere for me.hehs.so i got wet.and pushed glory in!hahah.she was freaking out.and marmaye..kept trying to push me in.hahah.everyone played that 'war' thingy.so fun!we threw jen and shing into the pool.so fun.shing kept moving so everyone had a hard time..then we got her in.hahah.but bev pushed her in first i think.bev you are evil too..kept trying to get everyone wet.it was really fun to push ppl in(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rach got us out of the water and dried.got into a circle and everyone started tearing.it was so sad.i don't wanna say anything cause i feel like im gonna cry soon.when we left the house my dad picked me up from the turf city bus stop.the road leading to the main road was so creepy.eeyikes.i got home and showered and went to bed early(:the radio was on and it played so many songs about leaving!as i was about to sleep at the end of every sad song..another one started playing again.so each time i thought about eunice and started crying.fortunately my sis wasn't there..if not she would have thought i was mad:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a happy start but ended so tearful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teared so much that my eyes were SWOLLEN.sigh..can't cry anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was forced to wake up extra early to send my sis off.i was kinda sick from the swimming..felt really cold and stuff.the airport was fun.saw alot of ppl there..mostly the sec 3s.i was so bored i went to the cocoa trees to get chocolate!mmm..yummy(:my sis was leaving and i felt that i needed a holiday too.hmpf.i want to go to london!so i guess after my sis left i thought if this was gonna be something like eunice's just that everyone's gonna cry..then i almost cried again):so sad..i shan't continue anymore.really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you loads eunice!love yoou too(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108592714967915774?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108592714967915774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108592714967915774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108592714967915774' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108557453514153548</id><published>2004-05-26T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T20:39:37.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh.the run today was prettaye fine.lk's so funny.i love you kim!thanks for encouraging me.sorry if i overtook you at the last part..couldn't wait to sprint.darn fun mens((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the tiring run..we went back to school[to slack].went to the gym and then i went back to class to snooze!hee* BUT THEN.while i was sleeping SO SOUNDLY.SOMEONE hit my hea with the chair.so i started crying.hmpfs.dada..lou made me cry..waahh.i was super cranky cause i was damn tired.ooh.then while sa,soni,sar,stace put the tables together so they could sleep..and i was sleeping on manda at the back of the class with wen and mak..mrs lee popped in.amanda stood up and i almost fell of the ledge..then i woke up.didn't even know what happened..freaked us out mens.harharhar.super farnaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert thingie got kkinda boring at the end..so i fell asleep(:some taiwan tour thingy..everyone's gonna shop like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for that teacher student game thingie.so fun!!hehs.played badminton with mr ng and mrs kuan..mr ng cheats!!blarhx.he did some kungfu action to me..so i started laughing and did it back to him then ms tay kept laughing.hahahah.during the netball game he kept shaking his arse..so weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lou thinks the names are sick..then what about lou lou.sounds funny..hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for ermm.&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shoutouts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiffy marmaye*:mummiee!why are you angry..you hardly ever talk to me and you say i treat you badly??that isnt fair!hmpf.ooh..jie wants a didi((:that's nice..but it sounds sick.hehs.you're such a nice mummy!i love you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen dada*:heyys dada!you're nice too(:mummy keeps on scolding me.at least you don't.oh wells..anyway.i love you the best!other than sheryl[yeah right]hah.okies..time for my darling jie's shoutout now.love you so much!muarx(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheryl jie*:eloo dearest jie!my bestest jie in the whole wide world :D you should scold louisa..she made me cry.sobs.you did so well for the cross country run!three cheers and three cheers and three cheers for sheryl!hip hip hurray.hip hip hurray.hip hip hurray!sheesh.that was pretty lame.anyway..don't worry,i love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dada rocks my orange socks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108557453514153548?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108557453514153548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108557453514153548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108557453514153548' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108539345812246195</id><published>2004-05-24T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T15:52:05.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a stupid start:| pish-tosh.my hand is swollen..all because of that soft volley ball.the ball wasn't soft.it was hard.and i had to hit it so many times until my thumb could not move.hurt so much.weird ball..very weird ball,it kept coming back to me.blehs.but overall it was prettaye fun((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand school.what's the use of having some post-exams activities when it doesn't even take up much of your time and you end up slacking in class after that because you have nothing to do.so boring.i just realized that 1e and 1s are totally different.you step into 1e and they are like super guai-nerds[hehs]and when you enter 1s the whole class is so hyper!so weird.i wouldn't want to be a nerd,geek or dork.whichever one..it wouldn't be me.steph would think i had a brain transplant or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so happiee today((:sigh..edlyn[not the ex-mgsian] just told me she got the best exam results in class..guess she studied really hard.she's really smart and stuff.sigh..i'm just happy i passed(:it doesn't have to be 90 and above right:|i'm talking loads of crap today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday-cross country run:| i think i will get 50 something.hope i do better.hmmmm.have to find someone to run with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explored blogs just now and i came across sheryl's.she sounded like our daddy and her had an affair or something.ecks.had the goosebumps.so icky.hope my daddy doesn't agree to be sheryl's "hunky" husband..gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did you two have to fight?you sounded so pissed.but like what you read in the note..so don't worry too much kay?&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very very very much sheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't be mad or anything yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.that was so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;runwithme..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108539345812246195?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108539345812246195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108539345812246195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108539345812246195' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108488336028117530</id><published>2004-05-18T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T20:35:04.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.tmr is the cross country practice run.hm.and next week is the real thing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally messed everything up yesterday.ran with shiying.i had always thought she was pretty fierce..cause she looks fierce:|so i didn't really dared talk to her while running[mildred's a scaredy cat you see]she was like "you wanna go slower?" arghs.i slowed her down pretty much.but..i found out she was nice.kept cheering me on.it helped alot THANK YOU SHIYING!(:i did feel quite bad about slowing her down tho.blehs.i was feeling sick.eeeew.sorry for slowing you down shiying!i better try harder on friday.ooh.sheryl's letter!dang.better go write it..hate leaving her letters unfinished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108488336028117530?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108488336028117530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108488336028117530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108488336028117530' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108446529328772577</id><published>2004-05-13T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T00:34:12.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!finally it is over.have been waiting 21 hrs since wednesday afternoon(:can't believe it is OVER.im overjoyed.im FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.had a pretty exciting day.went to orchard with sarah,rachel,beth,lou,sa and mak immediately after chinese ended which was 9.35(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were hungry when we reached cine but it was too early that most of the shops were not open:/ lou,mak and sa didn't want to stay at cine to eat cause they wanted to shop and they were not watching the movie with us either.but beth,rach,sarah and i were gonna watch the movie and we didn't want to rush.so we ate at subway and bought tix to VAN HELSING(:then.. we went bowling(:has been quite some time since i ever bowled.we stopped the game half way!bleh.it was fun(:sigh.not enough time to finish the whole game.so we changed our shoes and rushed all the way down.rach and sarah went down to get the popcorn.beth and i took the lift to the wrong floor.how smart.so we missed a liitle bit of the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved the show.it was nice.oh yah.so we met sa,lou and mak.forced us to go to far east..wonder whose idea it was to go far east.it was BORING.after staying in far east doing nothing for a very long time.they decided we should go back to heeren!where we came from:/we walked in a straight row..hahah..it was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on...they forced me to go home early.so beth's dad fetched us to the train station.and beth got a palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see freakin much mg girls almost everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am bored.shall check out people's blog(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108446529328772577?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108446529328772577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108446529328772577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108446529328772577' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108392141867360292</id><published>2004-05-07T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T17:22:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.finally.found the time to blog.have been so stressed about the &lt;s&gt;annoying&lt;/s&gt; mid-yrs.i shouldnt be on the com actually.should study..if not i might not get back into mg. oh well..it doesnt really matter.i will forget everything if i study now.i shall study later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kind of the best day of the week(:(:we did the same stuff..stayed back to do the gym thing and practised.played a fool.did stunts.phooey.steph left super early though.almost everyone was elevated other than kerry,lisa amanda and fang.i would die if i were a base for them.we elevated sarah and beth.then me.blarh.amazingly,i did it fine on the first try.but i did not on the second.cause kerry moved and i moved too.so i lost my balance..my hip hit the ground.hurts slightly now.doesnt really matter.but it was fun being a flyer.feeling so smiley today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.i managed to do a cart-wheel(which i havent tried for many years),a split and the bridge thingy.i was so scared my poor head would hit the hard ground during the cart-wheel and bridge.but steph helped me..and i succeeded!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed out alot of points about today..the really small and funny ones.but i can't be bothered now.so tired.and my back aches.ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored.i shall go do something productive.like watching tv.not very productive but at least it activates my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108392141867360292?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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mid-years..forgot to bring home my books home AGAIN.bah.can't study can't do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kap with sarah today...the skinny weirdo.hm.hahah.we talked and talked and talked.i was supposed to meet lou but i didnt go to the bus stop on time so she left.hahahahah.so sarah and i went to cold storage and we stood there..i was wondering what to buy cause the gummy bears were out!i like gummy bears..yum :P so in the end i bought skittles..the sour ones are really yummy.i forgot to give some to sarah..nvm.i'll give her on monday.be glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hateyou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108271314001193528?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108271314001193528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108271314001193528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108271314001193528' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108264159723863909</id><published>2004-04-22T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T21:58:53.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>acks.ran like sheit for 2.4 today.screwed the whole run.hated myself and i still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first round i thought i was running too fast so i slowed down ALOT.dang.so that's why my timing was so bad.yeesh.i feel so dumb.hate myself hate myself hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to stace:i won't change your name cause i think it suits you.hahah(:and thankew lots for comforting meee(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i still hate &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;.blarhx.she has made me so pissed it has spoiled my mood to blog.HMPF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so hateful :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shut me out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108264159723863909?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108264159723863909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108264159723863909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108264159723863909' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108255611091497175</id><published>2004-04-21T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T22:06:59.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..2.4 is tomorrow!!acks.i am gonna dieee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so peeved at &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;!you are not gonna know who it is cause im not telling and you won't find out. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.AMI has started!!cwrap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me goods(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108255611091497175?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108255611091497175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108255611091497175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108255611091497175' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108237846691873898</id><published>2004-04-19T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T20:45:51.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am tired..guess it is because of my late nights.training today was fun..in a way.i dont know how to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.during warm down,yoon sann was like:"huh?al-li-th-ea?what's that??" you could have died of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh..my leg hurts.still have unfinished work.blarhx:/dont feel likke doing it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS.didnt do art..maybe i should go finish it.if not that teacha will go on and on about some stuff :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108237846691873898?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108237846691873898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108237846691873898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108237846691873898' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108218831498937969</id><published>2004-04-17T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T15:59:32.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training felt so weird yesterday.i was slowed down because of that lou.bah:X but louisa ran better.but she made me slow down..i was so scared she would faint or something..so i ran with her.then i ran by myself at the end..so lonely..hahah.but it was fun(:didnt like stopping so while lou brisk-walked (paisehh..dont noe how to spell)i ran.she kept making me laugh.blehx.my ankle hurts..cause i turned my head to see where louisa was,and i didn't see the stupid rock infront.there was this butterfly!it was practically leading the way for me.so cute..i said so much about trg.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sleeeepy...trg makes me sleepy.oh yah..alithea and june came for trg too.june is so quiet..but she's nice(:(:alithea is so funny.hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoonie!what you said made sense for once.hmm.hahah.but you seemed so serious!thanx for being such a nice senior(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh!!!there was this film thingy about international friendship on friday.jen,you are soo cute!!acting as william hung!she had spasm while sleeping.how cute!her pants were so high!hahah.she should do it again.ah..i have such nice and cute seniors(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prefect nomination thing was held.some ppl did not really fit the catergory of a prefect.dont noe why they were choosed.so weird:/ &lt;em&gt;dont take what i said to heart-you wouldnt want to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acks.CAs are coming..i am always telling myself to study in advance but i always end up studying the day before.hmpf.time management.always the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;track today was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.i think i became darker:| i ran todaee.i was so scared we would lose because of me.-mildred's such a scaredy cat-bah.i am tireddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go do something more useful than to sit infront of the com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108218831498937969?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108218831498937969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108218831498937969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108218831498937969' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108168684130990865</id><published>2004-04-11T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T20:39:00.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im backkk.jus remembered sheryl wants me to do her shoutout.so i'll do her's first..im too tired to do anybodyelse's:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sheryl:&lt;/u&gt;hiee darleenk!you have suddenly become so close &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; arh.hahah.jk.i am doing &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; shoutout only.see?im so nice(:happiee easter!you run amazingly fast..you can be the next christine or jen.muscular and runs fast.hahah.oh man.sorrie for what that horrid amanda said.she seems horrible.don't be sad or pissed yarh?she's not worth getting angry at. cheerios darling!muarxx!huggies(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108168684130990865?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108168684130990865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108168684130990865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108168684130990865' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108168423906542783</id><published>2004-04-11T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T20:05:54.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today wasn't a very good day although it is my sis's burfdae:/sadd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to marche for lunchie.it wasn't very appetizing though.not much of a variety to choose from.although i had calamari,juice and cake.then i met sarah!we were shouting a little,so embarrassed.i'm always meeting sarah somewhere.how weird:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so boredddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the are tests coming up..science..chinese..bleughs.have to study.i find studying quite fun these days.i think i might have gone nuts:|bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training tomorrowww.im waiting for it.hm.i dont think mr ng likes me.always staring at me or something. don't really wanna care anyways :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs lee has something against me.maybe it's because i did quite badly for the second test..cause the first test was kinda good.how biased.i like spa..so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take so long to do shoutouts.they're always ending up in a mess.hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh.my cake's melting.gonna eat cakeeee(:and grow fat&lt;s&gt;ter&lt;/s&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108168423906542783?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108168423906542783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108168423906542783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108168423906542783' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108142038555491705</id><published>2004-04-08T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:42:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally found the time to update.such a tight schedule.it may just burst.i overstretched my muscle..hurts like dunno wad now.lizhen's back(: aargh.i think i failed math:/bah.i went kap today...it has been sooo loong since i ever stepped in there.a few months back when i was free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiffy was telling me how weird tricia was.hahah.but the weird is some unexplainable feeling.no offence tricia.hahah.during self-training yesterday we tricked tricia and she actually believed!!i almost laughed my  head off.hahahahah!!!sorrie tricia but i can't help but laugh.so funny!!!you should have seen her expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is some virus thing spreading across almost all the schools.almost everyone's getting sick.how weird.feeling so lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa is so nice!gave me a easter eggie!thank you sa(: and HAPPY EASTER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do shoutouts later.when i have thought of something to say to everyone..maybe i'll do for the crossies only.like sheryl.i will think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;life is so unpredictable.&lt;i/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108142038555491705?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108142038555491705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108142038555491705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108142038555491705' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-108030874166593917</id><published>2004-03-26T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T21:59:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya.i am having so much pain!and i just realized i havent updated.who cares.i cant take the pain anymore..it is annoyingly painful.anyway..i got into the finals for 200m(isnt really alot).i will get last place.i am against yihui!danielle!mary-ann!jiaen!and so many other good runners!!!so friggin dead..i dont wanna lose though..):&lt;br /&gt;    so stressed..i feel so fat:/the meeting to day was very long.but it was okae i guess.mr ng seemed angry..i guess he was.he kept staring at the sec 1's..so freaky:|if i miss trg for two times..im out.i dont wanna miss trg anyway..i think.so sleepy...yawnnn...&lt;br /&gt;    during the meeting,sheryl suddenly changed places with louisa.dont noe why.think she was pissed with me or something.(somebody please make sure sheryl doesnt see this.)i dont think she even comes to my blog anytime soon.heh.&lt;br /&gt;    my math is going down like &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;shit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;.aargh.have so many things to do!!!dont feel like going for saturday night juke box anymore...homework practically spoiled my mood you see.hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;    was msging that &lt;i&gt;small little cute jie of mine&lt;/i&gt;..guess who?that &lt;i&gt;jen&lt;/i&gt; larh...msged at least more than 20 or something..wasted my msgs..but i cant be bothered to msg anymore(:i deleted 13 but there were still a whole load more.bleh...im sleeeeepyy...and so is tricia..hahahah...she's telling me how early her tuition teacher is coming tmr.apparently i didnt know what 'wknds' was cuz my brain isnt functioning properly at the moment.stoning.....okae.stopped.and 'wknds' is weekends.wow.im so slow..at the moment.guess im gonna do something else or something.im confused by what i am saying.tricia says im gonna die in sec 2..okae.dont feel like blogging anymore.almost all my thoughts are out.&lt;br /&gt;  ciao.&lt;br /&gt;  someone get me eugenia's html please..i forgot what it was..sorrie eugenia.heh.my brain is half sleeping.                       &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-108030874166593917?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108030874166593917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/108030874166593917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108030874166593917' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-107995105270677012</id><published>2004-03-22T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T18:27:37.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school starts.we actually have air-con.and a pity im UNDER it.i dont feel anything!hmpf.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought home the wrong book.i was supposed to take my math book.we have only two thick(not really)books..math and science.i stuck my hand under my table and felt for a thick book..and i touched one.so i grabbed it.i didnt bother to look at what i grabbed so it was covered with my other book.i left school and blablabla..went onto a bus...when i was reaching home,i looked down.only to see my science book.i almost got down the bus to go back to school..but i didnt...i was smart..actually not really..heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay..i bought the haribo roulette gummie thingy.so yummy.and steph:you arent allowed to steal it.hehs.im sleepyy..but i have like 8 letters to reply to.guess who wrote the shortest letter?sheryl!yes..but nvm larh..then i wont be so stressed.have to reply sooo loong.oh gosh..im so so so sorrie sa..forgot your present.but i promise i will get it.i think this is the longest entry i have ever done..not really long compared to other ppl's..but who cares anywae(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really feel hungry now..but i still gotta eat.so im gonna eat.okae..i seriously think im becoming lamer.sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-107995105270677012?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107995105270677012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107995105270677012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995105270677012' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-107970620290307619</id><published>2004-03-19T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T22:26:43.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feeling so tired..had cip todae.i made the keychain thing which almost made my eyes close.the beads were so small.but it was fun either way(:&lt;br /&gt;i felt so bad for the lady who was teaching sheryl!!!she was so old and yet she still had to do that.oh gosh.if i could help her..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;but i rubbed it in when sheryl dripped the mee siam sauce on her blouse,she scolded me.hmpf.but sorry for rubbing it in(:(for sheryl)arent i nice.&lt;br /&gt;crap..i didnt finish my work..im gonna be so dead.i'll rush tmr.hope i can make it though.did you realize i put a password for my blog??yes...of course..so pretty(:i am going to snooze for a little while,then i will try to finish up what i really really really need to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-107970620290307619?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107970620290307619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107970620290307619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107970620290307619' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-107959650916293223</id><published>2004-03-18T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T16:07:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up earlier todae.(:but not that early.wonder if i am having a disease or something.i always feel tired even if i sleep for a long time:|&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;OH CRAP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;.i didnt buy this freakin chinese book i need and now im so dead,i need to read it!&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;DANG.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt; but at least i have done some of lit and finished some of english.&lt;s&gt;(:&lt;/s&gt;but im still not satisfied.just found out i have to go to school tmr.it has totally ruined my plans of going to the library.hmpf :/ yay.i got a new bag.but dont really like it. but it's quite okae i guess.actually,im not sure (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so depressing.why is my complexion so terrible?i am terribly annoyed.&lt;i&gt;A-N-N-O-Y-E-D,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;annoyed&lt;/i&gt; i hate my complexion :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-107959650916293223?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107959650916293223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107959650916293223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107959650916293223' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-107941412767490076</id><published>2004-03-16T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T16:46:27.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  woke up too late..maybe that is why i could not finish my work in time.was i that tired?why am i feeling so sleepy..must be the late nights.blehx.cher was happie with my new skin at least..&lt;em&gt;she did not complain as much&lt;/em&gt;.hah.hmpf..i wanna go out todae ): but im too lazy.wanna go for trg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling hyper now..its funny when i go high..especially in the night.&lt;s&gt;i start laughing&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;em&gt;creepy..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stepheee's blog is nice..so plain and simple.blehx.crap.cant remember wad to do for english.nvm.think abt it later.i have been using the com alot..shall cut down on it.feeling guilty for not finishing everything.i'll do it now.and anything to do with computers shall go out of my nutty head.hmpf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-107941412767490076?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107941412767490076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107941412767490076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107941412767490076' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-107935707160431567</id><published>2004-03-15T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T21:27:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi..feeling happieee(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch the haunted mansion at cine todae..it was funny..hahah.but a little freaky.i met sheryl there..was sorta hiding then she saw me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized that i forgot to buy presents!!!shucks..nvm..i'll go buy them on another day.provided im free that is.(hahah)blehx.so crappy..so much work to do..and i actually have the mood to go out to watch movies.feeling so guilty..and i actually reached home on time.such an amazement..i usually reach home 2 hrs after the time given.hahah.i have been good lately..&lt;em&gt;yeah right&lt;/em&gt;.dont really like my skin..have been searching (im still searching) for better skins..and i still cant find one.it is either its perfect just that there is something missing or i just dont like it :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-107935707160431567?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107935707160431567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107935707160431567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107935707160431567' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6477335.post-107916116032550697</id><published>2004-03-13T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T15:02:31.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has suddenly been a surprise for me to read someone else's blog and realize that they are not what they seem to be when i talk to them face to face.they seem so fragile as if they are gonna break down any moment..its confusing because of that..im gonna change the subject..it's making me feel so horrible that i cant be there with them.i have so many letters to reply to..but im okae with that.oh man.my progress report sucked,but at least i passed..i needa revise more on that math thing..its killing me.but who would care anyway..its tough in sch.sometimes i wonder if i had changed from last year to this year..i know my handwriting did though..sheesh..darn..going out soon..still feel like sitting in front of the freakin com..what am i saying?this is crap.i think im really going nuts.steph..you were right on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6477335-107916116032550697?l=reality-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107916116032550697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6477335/posts/default/107916116032550697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reality-lies.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107916116032550697' title=''/><author><name>mil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
