<?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-6062638</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:59:53.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+ZeRo-NiNe+</title><subtitle type='html'>SsHh.. aLL mY SeCReTS R iN..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pearlynn</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>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6062638.post-112073805970927130</id><published>2005-07-07T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T20:08:12.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVED..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://slpinginlalaland.blogspot.com"&gt;http://slpinginlalaland.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-112073805970927130?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/112073805970927130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/112073805970927130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111781197729493329</id><published>2005-06-03T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T23:19:37.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmx.. went to skool for ake prac today.. hmmx.. ehx.. it was quite comical larx.. especially the part towards the end.. hahas.. those who was dere shld noe wat i am tokin abt ritex.. hahas.. it was really funny lorx.. the way tt guy play the angklung n stuff.. shld hv video cam it n all.. hahas.. din noe tt tuan kiak n tze kiat so dun lyk him.. bt he lyks to stick arnd wid tze kiat lehx.. eekx.. kinda gay.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed town wid &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;xx, liyi, hilmi, tze kiat n tuan kiak&lt;/span&gt;.. hahas.. hmmx.. wanted to watch star wars episode III wid dem.. bt i forgt my keys.. so hv to head back hm.. went lunch wid dem at the food court.. hmmx.. saw dis guy who is darn familiar.. bt hmmx.. din really go take a closer look.. so yepps.. ate n crap.. den went to walk walk n stuff.. hmmx.. den went on our separate ways.. dey went for their movie.. den me, tze kiat n hilmi headed hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh yesh.. i am darn blur kies.. i forgt my keys.. den call my mom.. pengx.. who noes tt she say she will oni b hm by 5.45pm.. so i tot mayb can get anddy to come pick me up.. den go his hs play n enjoy air con 1st.. bt who noes.. send to the wrong person.. so yarx.. by the tym.. i wait for tt supposingly anddy to call.. my mom arrive le.. so nvm lorx.. hahas.. din noe tt i send to the wrong person until lyk wen andre replied.. so yarx.. so embarassing noes.. i dun mind my gayfrens noein larx.. bt if nt so familiar fren.. den a bit paisehx larx.. bt yarx.. wen anddy noe arhx.. he laugh lyk nobody busn lorx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TUPID &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANDDY&lt;strong&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u gt prob is it.. i noe i blur nv bring hs key out larx.. bt dun nid to suan me until lyk tt.. n i was too ganjiong mahx.. tts y send wrong person.. ur name n andre's name on top of each other oni mahx.. so cannt blame ritex.. better stop it arhx.. ltr i cry den u noe.. i go tell my bro tt u bully me.. -bleahx- evil boy.. bully me oni.. den 'zhong se qing you'.. go out wid gal.. den leave me at lurch.. tupid boy.. nxt tym dun hlp u den u noe arhx.. hmphx.. fine larx.. bully ur own sis lyk tt.. -bleahx-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111781197729493329?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111781197729493329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111781197729493329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmmx_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111772153704352730</id><published>2005-06-02T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:12:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmx.. hahas.. feel so satisfied.. mission accomplished.. hahas.. made pizza for dinner.. hahas.. skip skool today.. wasn't really feeling well.. so yeahx.. went to get the ingredients n stuff.. hahas.. guess i wld do the pizza portion for the 10 pple clix bbq.. hahas.. den dun nid to think of wat else to contribute.. hahas.. heex.. dere wasn't enuff in the end.. coz 1/4 was given to auntie magaret.. the other 1/4 is given to uncle seng kiat.. so the leftover 1/2 was for ourselves.. ehx.. no enuff to fill my sis.. hahas.. my mom actually suggested makin 3 pizza at once the nxt tym rnd.. *whoa* tts a lot.. u think i wat.. hahas.. bt i will b more than willing to do so.. if its for my family.. hahas. kkies.. wanna head to lala land early.. tml gt cca.. my long awaitin friday has arrived.. hahas.. cya pple tml..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111772153704352730?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111772153704352730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111772153704352730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmmx_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111761726207173503</id><published>2005-06-01T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T17:14:22.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmx.. rot at hm the whole.. bt kinda sneaked out of the house early in the morning.. the word 'sneak' is being used as i din tell my mom.. -bleahx- coz all nt at hm mahx.. den alone at hm quite scary noes.. hahas.. went to jake's place.. did a bit of tidyin for him.. damnit.. his place is really a pigsty.. wat can u say abt a guy.. livin on his own.. eeks.. since he so rich.. he shld hire a part-time maid noes.. if i din go up to his place today.. i guess it wld definitely stink up the place.. hahas.. n it wld officially b a pig sty.. hahas.. JAKE: u better thk me kies.. piggy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmx.. rot the whole day.. did some updatin in the blog.. hmmx.. yepps.. both blogs.. arranged my com files.. hmmx.. tml gotta go back for ao maths n mgt.. hmmx.. kinda relunctant to go.. bt i hv ake meetin wid ms wee at 1.30 wid the rest of the members.. so yarx.. guess i wld go.. gotta wake up early early.. nt much to type.. all tt i wanna say is all in my other blog.. yepps.. jux hope tt my frens at khao lak take gd care of themselves.. heex.. n chao ah bengx.. i want my starfish.. heex..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111761726207173503?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111761726207173503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111761726207173503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmmx.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111755554985861265</id><published>2005-05-31T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T00:05:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmx.. can't go to slp.. wonder y.. hahas.. anyways.. i am in my sis room.. using the com.. lolx.. i am sure gettin the best comedy here.. confirmed oscar winning comedy.. whatever man.. totallly swiped away all da platinum in the entertainment industries and all lorx.. lolx.. hahas.. yepps.. guess what.. HONEY ONG is getting all sweet on the fone. can see da HONEY drippinng outta da fone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. the above is typed by my 2nd sis.. hahas.. guess she is havin a great tym being sarcastic n all.. hahas.. bt seriously.. wen my sis toks on the phone.. her tone seriously change.. so sweet.. so ermx.. nt lyk her?! hahas.. can't imagine my sis to b lyk tt.. *shivers* hahas.. 1st wid benjimin chew.. den benjimin ong.. dang.. who is nxt on her list.. hmmx.. wats his name.. Qi Heng.. hahas.. sisters.. wat can i say.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps.. updatin in the middle of the nite.. wen i am suppose to b in lala land already.. wonder y.. bt i jux can't slp yeahx.. haix.. sad larx.. hw i wish my frens aren't lyk havin lesson nw.. den can jio dem go out.. hv long toks thru the nite.. hmmx.. guess its hard to.. hmmx.. bt its ok.. i wld b meetin patsy up nxt week.. kbox!! hahas.. wid bunk, delia, jo, mich, mitzi n clar.. so yepps.. shld b headin dere str8 frm skool... hahas.. gg in my uniform.. so who cares.. wanna try to slp le.. back to my lala land..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111755554985861265?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111755554985861265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111755554985861265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmx_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111743952843109864</id><published>2005-05-30T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:52:08.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hw i wish he us here wid me nw.. someone that i can confide in.. bt sad.. he is lyk somewhere in adelaide [my paradise].. tt tupid boy only informed me tt he was leavin lyk 2 days ago.. wen we met on the bus.. hw dare he!! nv inform me earlier.. hahas.. bt guess he will keep his promise abt coming back soon.. yesh yesh.. since he promised me.. i shall b nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps.. to all those who were there at the swim meet ytd.. thks for helpin out yeahx.. tho it was boring.. bt i made new frens.. hahas.. lyk ian.. martin bro.. very friendly guy.. n to ronnie: thks for the nice honeymoon stories/jokes tt u hv contributed the nite b4 to entertain me, fanny, marcus, vennon, daniel, my mom, auntie ivy n uncle harrison.. despite the tym tt we went home.. we still manage to crawl out of bed punctually the nxt day.. hahas.. we were all very punctual.. can't wait for the upcoming bbq n swim camp.. heex.. better prepare something good.. heex.. n oso fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps.. kai kiat, pok, gracie, hui juan, yiling n dian r all set off to khao lak for CIP trip today.. chao ah bengx!! i want my starfish.. hahas.. -bleahx- hahas.. dey will b back in 1 week tym.. guess dey will update me wid their juicy stories thru msn wen dey r back.. hahas.. i wonder hw is tt AS ah beng gonna interact wid the kids.. heex.. difficult to imagine.. kkies.. guess tt is all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111743952843109864?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111743952843109864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111743952843109864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/hw-i-wish-he-us-here-wid-me-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111720260223233494</id><published>2005-05-27T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T22:03:22.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmx.. sports day today.. woke up darn early today.. hahas.. at lyk 5.30am.. had lyk less than 6 hrs of slp.. coz me n junjie tok until darn late ytd.. kkies.. compared to other nites.. its considered early.. bt yarx.. i din get enuff slp.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so walked my sis out to her bus stop.. den headed to clementi mrt station.. hmmx.. i reached toa payoh a bit later than wenyu.. heex.. went to get breakfast widout jan.. coz she was late.. hahas.. waited for her at the entrance.. bt she was really late lorx.. so we headed in widout her.. seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sports day was darn boring lorx.. hahas.. i n ronnie was crappin.. den marcus brought him to dunno where.. [btw.. marcus, thks for the drink hors..] den was tokin to nonsense.. askin him to call hilmi.. den siao larx.. hilmi jux appear outta nowhr noes.. hahas.. speak of the devil sehx.. rotting wid hilmi, tze kiat n tuan kiak.. hmmx.. was lyk leaning on hilmi's shoulder coz i wanna slp.. den tt tupid marcus come n ask me if he is my guy.. of coz no larx.. siao arhx.. hahas.. he is jux my les partner.. not bf larx.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den headed to town to eat.. whao.. it was so crowded lorx.. den settled at cine's KFC.. waited for andre.. so me, hilmi, tze kiat was tokin abt tze kiats prob.. tt hilmi arhx.. really funny noe.. wen me n tze kiat speak in chinese.. he tries to understand.. bt in the end.. he still get the wrong msg.. so funny.. so cute lorx.. no wonder gt so many gals lyk him.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yepps.. met up wid andre.. went to catch monster-in-law instead of magadascar.. hmmx.. the show was at 3.30pm.. so walk to kino.. hmmx.. a bk caught my attention.. the tym travellers wife or sumthing lyk tt.. nt a bad book.. hmmx.. den went to look for shirley n vennice.. both of them ask if hilmi was my guy.. i was lyk huhx?? no larx.. den my gan-ma aka vennice saw andre.. den ask if andre is my bf.. ehx.. lyk no lorx.. hahas.. wats wrong wid the pple tt i hv met today.. all ask me weird questions.. expecially abt hilmi.. so many pple ask.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my gan-ma n shirley a lot.. bt yarx.. guess will go down sum other tym n chat wid dem longer bahx.. yepps.. as i was sayin.. monster-in-law is nt a bad show.. bt its really funny.. yepps.. headed home after the movie.. guess i was too tired.. i slept on the bus.. i din noe tt jake dearies was jux beside me until i woke up to check whr i was.. hahas.. so we ended up crappin on the bus.. n he forbid to go back to slp.. so yarx.. hmmx.. tt fellow is gonna leave me n go to aussie.. sobx.. i will miss his crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it isn't a really good day after all.. received quite a no. of bad news..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111720260223233494?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111720260223233494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111720260223233494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmx.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111719631459368921</id><published>2005-05-27T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T20:18:51.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ff9fd2"&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa6d9"&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffacdf"&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb3e6"&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb9ec"&gt;Your ideal relationship is traditional. Without saying anything, both of you communicate with your hearts.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbff2"&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc6f9"&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccff"&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111719631459368921?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111719631459368921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111719631459368921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/keys-to-your-heartyou-are-attracted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111702893926399376</id><published>2005-05-25T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:48:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let my reply to dearies johnny 1st yeahx..&lt;br /&gt;dearies.. i am nt attached larx.. SINGLE!! *faints* can't believe u actually type tt kinda tag on my blog.. what wld others think yeahx.. hahas.. been so busy with skool.. dun even hv tym for my sec skool frens.. n dere u r complaining.. wat an idiot.. yesh yesh.. i noe u love me.. bt i guess others love me as much as u do too.. hahas.. tupid boy.. so thick skin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahx yeahx.. hmmx.. tts a crazy guy tt i sumhw regret noein.. hahas.. jux jk.. heex.. in another 2 days tym.. it wld b JUNE HOLIDAYS.. *whee* bt tml hv GP exams larx.. sianx.. until 5.15pm noes.. nt much of a diff for some of us.. coz we end skool at tt tym on thurs mahx.. heex.. den friday no skool.. its SPORTS DAY!! hahas.. at toa payoh stadium i think.. heex.. gonna crap wid nonsense ]tze kiat[,  tuan kiak n my lil bro, ronnie!! heex.. nt sure if my les partner hilmi wld go look for tze kiat nts.. hahas.. yarx.. will b heading town after tt.. gonna meet up wid andre.. guess we wld b catchin madagascar.. hahas.. mite bump into xx dey all if we were to go cine n watch.. coz i heard frm xx tt dey mite watch Star Wars Ep 3 at cine.. so yarx.. hahas.. we will c hw it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update again.. on da phone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111702893926399376?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111702893926399376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111702893926399376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/let-my-reply-to-dearies-johnny-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111692728909392373</id><published>2005-05-24T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:34:54.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chairman :: Farid&lt;br /&gt;Vice-Chaiman:: Yani&lt;br /&gt;Treasurer :: ah pok [chubby jie mei]&lt;br /&gt;Assistant Treasurer :: Huda [my dearest dotter]&lt;br /&gt;Quartermaster :: Liang Kai&lt;br /&gt;Assistant Quartermaster :: skinnyfart&lt;br /&gt;Librarian :: Hui Shan&lt;br /&gt;Assistant Librarian :: Aishah&lt;br /&gt;Section Leader - Angklung :: Amanda &amp;amp; Afidah&lt;br /&gt;Section Leader - Kulintang :: Dian&lt;br /&gt;Welfare (Costumes) :: xue [me!me!me!]&lt;br /&gt;Assistant Welfare (Costumes) :: Siti&lt;br /&gt;Recreations IC :: Jannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis r the ex-co for the yr 2005..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111692728909392373?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111692728909392373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111692728909392373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/chairman-farid-vice-chaiman-yani.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111632792464415565</id><published>2005-05-17T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:05:24.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyx peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hw long hv i nt blog.. pengx.. so long sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is kinda complicated n stuff.. it sumhw sux.. some of u shld noe y.. bt i am still thinkin of it positively.. jux hope tt nth will worsen.. watsmore.. i still hv such nice frens lyk zhi hao, ronnie, jun jie, kai kiat.. n the list goes on.. yarx.. hope so bahx.. hope so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111632792464415565?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111632792464415565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111632792464415565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/heyx-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111554278148903817</id><published>2005-05-08T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T16:59:41.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*whee* so fun today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up darn early.. thks to my younger sis.. so gan jiong.. went back to slp until 7.30 den wake up.. hahas.. the bad news of the day.. damnit.. HEAVY DOWNPOUR!! den headed down to warren.. to my surprise.. we were nt the earliest.. southern cross dragon was even earlier.. hahas.. den while waitin.. weide's team.. torpedo (my future work place in 1 week tym).. came in a big big bus.. so big shot sia.. hahas.. den his team all one of a kind one.. hahas.. all chao-ta one.. hahas..  den waited for the rain to stop.. bt who noes.. it got heavier.. waited from 8.30am to 10am.. hahas.. den start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt the rain din stop lorx.. it was still pouring.. so.. i gt to take tymin in the rain.. damnit.. i was so drench after 10 mins can.. was so happy coz my darling students did so well.. especially clara.. hahas.. i gt ronnie to take a can of 100plus for me.. *faints* i was so cold liaox.. i still drink something even colder.. was lyk practically freezing lorx.. n i was still wearin my swim team jacket.. so u can imagine larx.. hw cold it was.. so we ended the meet early.. due to the fact tt it was startin to hv lightning n blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to shower.. darn i was darn wet lorx.. brrx.. thk god billy hold me hand b4 tt.. if nt i wld b so freezin stiff lorx.. den went to for lunch wid the other officials.. hahas.. was chattin n chattin.. den we suddenly came up wid dis plan for chalet at the end of the yr.. hahas.. so so happy.. den sept gt bbq to celebrate steph, vernon, billy n my burfday.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple invited:&lt;br /&gt;my family,&lt;br /&gt;the yong's,&lt;br /&gt;the ong's,&lt;br /&gt;the seah's,&lt;br /&gt;the ang's,&lt;br /&gt;ronnie n wife,&lt;br /&gt;uncle anastacio marcelo,&lt;br /&gt;uncle allen n family,&lt;br /&gt;uncle thomas n family,&lt;br /&gt;weide n galfren,&lt;br /&gt;the neo's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt shld b all bahx.. can't really think of anymore.. bt if chalet.. shld b no parents larx.. all the few of us.. lyk ermx..&lt;br /&gt;me, steph, vernon, marcus, shawn, fanny, nigel, billy n joanna..&lt;br /&gt;shld b oni a few of us larx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh yesh.. i wanna go slp le.. head darn pain.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tupid kai kiat.. make me crave for ice cream.. hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111554278148903817?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111554278148903817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111554278148903817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/whee-so-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111534312712430264</id><published>2005-05-06T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T09:32:07.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boox.. hahas.. i am nw bloggin in skool.. wid jan beside me.. heex.. yepps.. jux nw sumthing bad happen in class lorx.. hmphx.. nobody ever shout at mr saw for the past yr lorx.. or rather for as long as mr saw was our home tutor.. we din really shout or tok back to mr saw lorx.. he is really patient wid us n all.. bt sumone actually did tt.. dis morning lorx.. shan't say who.. bt yarx.. he shld noe who he is larx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmx.. he better go apologize to mr saw ltr.. it gives him no reason to tok to mr saw tt way.. even if he finds it unreasonable.. he shld iron things out usin a diff tone.. haix.. jux hope tt he noes wat he is doing.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh yesh.. my PI idea kana rejected.. so nw.. gotta think of sum new ideas.. hahas.. hope can work larx.. if nt arhx.. i think i can jump down the buildin lorx.. hahas.. lyk i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hv been sick for 1 whole week.. hope i am gettin better le.. tho i think my cough is.. n my flu isn't.. the other day it was other way rnd.. bt nw.. haix.. no comments manx.. kk.. i go for early.. break.. hahas.. b back to blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111534312712430264?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111534312712430264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111534312712430264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/boox.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111512549479819060</id><published>2005-05-03T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:04:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>makin frens in a very practical way?? being very practical wid the frens u choose to mix with?? wat does tt mean?? pure hypocritical or wat?? wat do u really trit frens arnd u for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis is sumhw scarin me.. altho i appear to b alrite wid it or watsoever.. bt still.. i hv dis certain fear in me tt i can't explain.. mayb dis world to me is really nt as good as wat i hv pictured out to be.. some treasure their frens.. yet some trit dem only as dump.. once dey hv finish usin.. dey jux dump dem aside.. so wat?? frenship can b bought from the fish mkt.. haix.. dunno wat to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things hv been happening for the past few months.. mayb tts y i am oni typin dis nw.. haix.. mayb he is rite.. dunno larx.. *big sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*poof* off i go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111512549479819060?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111512549479819060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111512549479819060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/makin-frens-in-very-practical-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111491887955426813</id><published>2005-05-01T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:17:57.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Weeping Willow Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/weeping-willow-tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a dreamer, and you're into almost any kind of escapism.&lt;br /&gt;Restless and capricious, you love to travel to exotic places.&lt;br /&gt;You are easily influenced by others, as long as they don't pressure you.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to suffer in love until you find that one loyal, steadfast partner.&lt;br /&gt;An empathetic friend, you love to make others smile and laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/celtichoroscopes/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; is Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. weepin willow tree?? this horoscope convinced me sumway or another.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#cce6ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #1 Match: INFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e5f3ff"&gt;The Protector&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;medicine guru?? nos.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Die at Age 73&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:#0000cc;"&gt;73 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're pretty average when it comes to how you live...&lt;br /&gt;And how you'll die as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WhatAge Will You Die?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahas.. 73.. gosh.. its still a long way.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111491887955426813?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111491887955426813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111491887955426813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-are-weeping-willow-tree-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111484916145863296</id><published>2005-04-30T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T16:19:21.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ta-da back to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd b4 angklung.. we actually created our own e-mail a/c n frenster.. hahas.. so proud of ourselves.. hahas.. we gt a new song to play for i-day.. hahas.. so i guess we will b playin 3 songs in total..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shanandoah, festival medley n rondo romantica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. heex.. so yarx.. helmi play the flute until so nice noes.. hahas.. den wen we played together.. it was so so nice.. hahas.. den tt tupid nonsense go in n out of the MR so many tyms.. he really live up to his name noes.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went hm wid xx.. tt gal arhx.. she better get well soon noes.. her voice arhx.. darn sexy.. hahas.. waved to dis guy at the bus stop.. i din really see who it was.. bt since he wave.. den i jux wave back larx.. after i board the bus.. i ask the tupid guy if he was the one who waved to me.. n he said no.. den after a while.. i recalled tt tupid red bag.. n he say tt its him larx.. n still say me cock-eye.. tupid chao ah beng.. -yesh yesh.. tt person is non other than &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEO KAI KIAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. evil noes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i jux head hm straight.. din really feel well.. hmmx.. n guess wat.. i forgt to buy dinner n hv no food at hm for me to cook..  so i ended up eatin bread.. hahas.. had the whole house to myself.. coz my parents ain't home yet.. n my sis went for trainin.. watched tv.. n used the com the whole nite.. hahas.. bt after an hour or so.. my head cldn't take it.. n i headed to lala land early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt much of a lala-land tho.. i was slpin in misery.. my head hurts terribly.. my throat is dry.. n my cold is killin me.. woke up 5 tyms noes.. damnit.. slept at 9.45pm.. n woke up oni at 9.30am.. hahas.. nearly 12 hours of slp.. n its still nt enuff.. head still hurts so much.. wanted to go to the nite bazaar at tanglin mall tonite.. bt guess i have to cancel it.. coz my head is killing me.. n all tt rings in my mind nw is my mom sayin, 'drink more water'.. hahas.. siao larx.. despite my condition being so bad.. my dad still brought us to mr prata to eat.. hahas.. nth fantastic dere.. alameen is so much better.. bt the one at upper thomson is the best.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yarx.. nw i am feelin horrible, terrible n tired.. my newly open box of tissue paper nw left with 1/2 a box after jux less than a day.. hahas.. my nose is really killing me.. oh yarx.. n oso the weather.. its killing humid nw.. hw i wish tt it wld rain heavily.. hahas.. very heavily.. tho it mite worsen my cold.. bt who cares.. i jux love it wen it rains.. ermx.. except the lightning n thunder part.. it scares me.. *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yarx.. i nid to go eat my medicine n slp liaox.. dun think i wld go out dinner wid my family.. kinda dread goin out nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ppeps.. my blogskin nice nt.. i use it oni becouse o the star.. heex..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111484916145863296?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111484916145863296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111484916145863296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/04/ta-da-back-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111443506798467690</id><published>2005-04-25T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T21:17:47.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*whee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AK19 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Millennia Institute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;GOLD WITH HONOURS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKE rawks manx.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i Love AKE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111443506798467690?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111443506798467690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111443506798467690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/04/whee-ak19-millennia-institute-gold.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111311081332312384</id><published>2005-04-10T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:04:13.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blog again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[090405] saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had AKE prac in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;went to buy food during break..&lt;br /&gt;xx was so crazy tt she bot cereals n milk n eat in MR..&lt;br /&gt;went far east plaza after prac..&lt;br /&gt;was abt to fall aslp until gracie woke me up..&lt;br /&gt;tok to grace abt loadsa things..&lt;br /&gt;den she left to meet her sayang..&lt;br /&gt;went to ljs to eat..&lt;br /&gt;tuan kiak sat in frnt of the 'tv'..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. he gt a gd view noes..&lt;br /&gt;went to collect the syf uniform..&lt;br /&gt;went to take neos wid ning-ma,xx n pok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 628px" height="629" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/Chio.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/AKErawks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="336" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/SeeNoEvilHearNoEvilSayNoEvilwidtheAngel.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 531px" height="528" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/HappyFamily.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 416px" height="576" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/FunkyPple.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to walk arnd orchard..&lt;br /&gt;nth much to c..&lt;br /&gt;someone wants ning-ma's no.. hahas.. make fun of me larx..&lt;br /&gt;tuan kiak's fren larx.&lt;br /&gt;saw Lc, NoNo, liyana,tee wei, kumari,danni at heeren..&lt;br /&gt;den saw junjie, yiling, jasmine n michelle..&lt;br /&gt;wen to bloomington..&lt;br /&gt;coz tuan kiak wants to buy badge..&lt;br /&gt;went to gor gor's party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was the 1st relative to reach dere..&lt;br /&gt;bt his frens were earlier..&lt;br /&gt;tok to ah-ma..&lt;br /&gt;saw her hand being casted really hurts me.. heart pain..&lt;br /&gt;den 3rd aunt came..&lt;br /&gt;yi fong n i tok to ah-ma.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;he cldn't figure out wat ah-ma was sayin..&lt;br /&gt;wei wei worse.. he simply dun understand..&lt;br /&gt;dilys came.. we tok n waited for tt fanny to come..&lt;br /&gt;went to eat.. big aunt chose the rite caterer.. quite nice larx..&lt;br /&gt;dilys kept eatin.. hahas.. wat a glutton..&lt;br /&gt;watch tv wid yi fong, nigel, Dilys n fanny..&lt;br /&gt;Very crazy pple..&lt;br /&gt;Big aunt open a mahjong table in her bedroom for dem..&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.. CUTTING CAKE TYM!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.. we made gor gor blow all 21 candles wid the hold of 1 breath.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;He was sportin enuff to take all the candles out.. using his teeth..&lt;br /&gt;Wat a nice, sweet n loving cousin I hv..&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact tt he always mess my hair.. pinch my cheeks n tickle me..&lt;br /&gt;Bt still.. I lub him..&lt;br /&gt;Went home earlier den my cousin..&lt;br /&gt;I was too slpy le.. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[100405]  sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;din go to warren.. coz nt feeling well..&lt;br /&gt;waited for wenyu dey all to come..&lt;br /&gt;waited until 1.15..&lt;br /&gt;tresa, taufik n gopal oni came at 2 ++..&lt;br /&gt;ordered pizza..&lt;br /&gt;did the project..&lt;br /&gt;took some pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/thecast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/candid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended my day watchin the charity show n on the phone wid some weird guy.. hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[110405] monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;skool was ok larx..&lt;br /&gt;bt HT period was kinda boring..&lt;br /&gt;some PW tok.. was abt to fall aslp..&lt;br /&gt;bt pinky was makin so much noise.. hahas.. so no slp..&lt;br /&gt;wen walk back to class tt tym.. tupid kai kiat called me chao ah lian.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;den I hit him back in return larx.. lolx..&lt;br /&gt;almost fell aslp in GP.. flunk CT GP..&lt;br /&gt;passed Chinese tho.. 25.5/50.. bt I think it sucks..&lt;br /&gt;nw usin com..&lt;br /&gt;tupid NoNo aka anders.. ask me so many questions..&lt;br /&gt;bt he nt he 1st guy who asked larx..&lt;br /&gt;found new info for the GP project..&lt;br /&gt;TK msg me to ask if jan was happy..&lt;br /&gt;Haix.. no comments le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111311081332312384?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111311081332312384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111311081332312384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111288136359566518</id><published>2005-04-07T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T21:42:43.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ellox.. here i am.. back again to blog after some tym..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmx.. i dunno wats wrong wid me n dem.. bt it seems tt its winter between us.. hmmx.. i guess i nid to figure tt out.. n tolerate watsoever nonsense it may b.. kinda used to it le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps.. ytd was the cca orientation.. hahas.. AKE was darn great sehx.. we were all darn hyper.. the contemp dance was good manx.. bt hors.. the 1st part of the dance really freak me out.. haix.. i am timid larx.. the 1st part was all the eerie songs.. god.. remind me of ju-on noes.. scary.. tt was lyk the last horror flick i watched lorx.. den ytd.. my my.. my hair stand noes.. n wat make things worse was tt dey perform twice.. bt the performance after tt was nice.. hahas.. no more eerie noise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan is leaving on saturday.. guess dey r jux to many things for us to decide.. n nt jux b caught up wid the prob between us.. yepps.. tts all i am gonna say abt him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pengx.. i jux receive a msg frm jan tt tk n her juz break.. haix.. i dunno hw it happen.. bt yarx.. will hear it frm her tml.. tt is if she is willing to tell me.. which she claims tt she wld larx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. love is a confusing thing larx.. tts y i am still single.. hahas.. nt funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitex.. n welcome to my world in lala land.. hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111288136359566518?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111288136359566518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111288136359566518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/04/ellox.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111262007462341131</id><published>2005-04-04T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:07:54.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mayb tts y i love u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111262007462341131?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111262007462341131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111262007462341131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/04/mayb-tts-y-i-love-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111261979974411460</id><published>2005-04-04T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:04:32.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*~*LisTeN FoR LoVe*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we are timid and shy about expressing the love we feel.&lt;br /&gt;For fear of embarrassing the other person, or ourselves, we hesitate to say the actual words "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;So we try to communicate the idea in other words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say 'take care' or 'don't drive too fast' or 'be good.'&lt;br /&gt;But really, these are just other ways of saying 'I love you,'&lt;br /&gt;'you are important to me,'&lt;br /&gt;'I care what happens to you,'&lt;br /&gt;'I don't want you to get hurt.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sometimes very strange people.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing we want to say, and the one thing that we should say, is the one thing we don't say.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, because the feeling is so real, and the need to say it is so strong, we are driven to use other words and signs to say what we really mean.&lt;br /&gt;And many times the meaning never gets communicated at all and the other person is left feeling unloved and unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we have to LISTEN FOR LOVE in the words that people are saying to us.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the explicit words are necessary, but more often, the manner of saying things is even more important.&lt;br /&gt;A joyous insult carries more affection and love within the sentiments which are expressed insincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An impulsive hug says I LOVE YOU even though the words might be saying very different.&lt;br /&gt;Any expression of a person's concern for another says I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the expression is clumsy, sometimes even cruel.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we must look and listen very intently for the love that contains.&lt;br /&gt;But it is often there, beneath the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother may nag her son constantly about his grades or cleaning his room.&lt;br /&gt;The son may hear only the nagging, but if he listens carefully, he will hear the love underneath the nagging.&lt;br /&gt;His mother wants him to do well, to be successful.&lt;br /&gt;Her concern and love for her son unfortunately emerge in her nagging.&lt;br /&gt;But it is love all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A daughter comes home way past her curfew, and her father confronts her with angry words.&lt;br /&gt;The daughter may hear only the anger, but if she listen carefully, she will hear the love under the anger.&lt;br /&gt;"I was worried about you," the father is saying.&lt;br /&gt;'Because I care about you and I love you. You are important to me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say I love you in many ways - with birthday gifts, and little notes, with smiles and sometimes with tears.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we show our love by just keeping quiet and not saying a word, at other times by speaking out, even brusquely.&lt;br /&gt;We show our love sometimes by impulsiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Many times we have to show our love by forgiving someone who has not listened to the love we have tried to express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem in listening for love is that we don't always understand the language of love which the other person is using.&lt;br /&gt;A girl may use tears or emotions to say what she wants to say, and her boyfriend may not understand her because he expects her to be talking his language.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, we have to force ourselves to really listen for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with our world is that people rarely listen to each other.&lt;br /&gt;They hear the words, but they don't listen to the actions that accompany the words or the expression on the face.&lt;br /&gt;Or people listen only for rejection or misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;They do not see the love that is there just beneath the surface, even if the words are angry.&lt;br /&gt;We have to listen for love in those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we listen intently we will discover that we are a lot more loved than we realize.&lt;br /&gt;Listen for love and we will find that the world is a very loving place, after all.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is a happy thing.&lt;br /&gt;It makes us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;It makes us sing.&lt;br /&gt;It makes us sad.&lt;br /&gt;It makes us cry.&lt;br /&gt;It makes us seek the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;It makes us take.&lt;br /&gt;It makes us give.&lt;br /&gt;Above all else it makes us LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not the presence or absence of people that makes the difference because a person need not be lonely even if he is alone.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is good to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;But that does not make us lonely. It is not a matter&lt;br /&gt;of being present WITH someone. It is a matter of being present TO someone.&lt;br /&gt;So remember ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone, tell them.&lt;br /&gt;Remember always to say what you mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never be afraid to express yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you.&lt;br /&gt;Seize the day and have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today and are what it's all about anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111261979974411460?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111261979974411460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111261979974411460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/04/listen-for-love-there-are-times-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111236667357346274</id><published>2005-04-01T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:44:55.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sobx.. i dunno wat new anti-virus software my dad install into my com.. some counterspy thingy.. bt MSN is totally failin on me.. sobx.. in another words.. i hv failed to log in.. its makin me so sad.. sobx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. juz came back from Far east plaza.. hahas.. realize hw long ago it was tt i last went dere.. hahas.. bt yarx.. gt the remainin SYF uniform altered.. haix.. dunno hw am i gonna tell ms cheah tt we hv to pay xtra for the uniform.. sobx.. hope she doesn't scold me.. den went dinner at some smal restaurant.. so... hahas.. ning-ma, poksy, xx, jannah, dian, shak n me was practically crapping at the place.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna slp le.. juz lyk wat i juz told xx.. i am oni 1 toe away frm lala land.. hahas.. good nitex pple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis is exactly wat i posted on friendster blog.. so pple.. dun mind arhx.. coz ur fren here is on her way to lala land le.. *muackx*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111236667357346274?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111236667357346274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111236667357346274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/04/sobx.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111167259291578676</id><published>2005-03-24T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T21:56:32.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haix.. nt much to say bahx.. kinda sick n tired of such frenships.. dey wana tok to u.. dey will b darn nice.. bt wen dey dun wanna tok to u.. den will juz dump u one side.. n b so so cold.. haix.. nt the 1st tym tt dis kinda thing happens.. so.. i will juz let it b.. n dun bother abt it.. guess.. i will type until here.. no mood le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111167259291578676?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111167259291578676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111167259291578676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/03/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111149382134833193</id><published>2005-03-22T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:17:01.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wat shall i say abt my day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISSED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOYED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRUSTRATED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. tts all i am gonna.. say.. no elaborations needed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111149382134833193?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111149382134833193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111149382134833193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/03/wat-shall-i-say-abt-my-day-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111114436698135311</id><published>2005-03-18T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T19:12:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmx.. backiex.. hahas.. hmmx.. today no angklung.. sobx.. suppose to hv de.. bt ms wee aka mrs tan.. says tt she dun wanna tire us out.. n she wants us to revise for common test.. so yepps.. she cancelled today's AKE prac..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmx.. bt its ok.. i met up wid auntie sancher n wenting.. hahas.. guess wat.. we went to watch spongebob.. hahas.. its darn lame can.. funny.. bt its kinda boring.. spent the tym laughin thru out the show.. hmmx.. bt i wanna watch other movies too.. hahas.. greedy lil gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmx.. skool's gonna start in a couple of days.. sobx.. hmmx.. n common test is coming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb to blog.. gonna settle some stuff..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111114436698135311?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111114436698135311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111114436698135311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/03/hmmx_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111089595668548461</id><published>2005-03-15T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:12:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmx.. yeahx yeahx.. i haven been updatin much.. hmmx.. i just dunno wat to say.. or rather.. dun feel like sayin.. hmmx.. life is kinda a mess for me nw.. juz wanna pick up bits n pieces of da mess on my way to life.. hmmx.. sounds kinda sad arhx.. bt tts wat i wanna do for nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmx.. nw hols.. bt i lyk nt gg out n everything.. or rather dun feel lyk gg out.. hmmx.. dunno wats wrong wid me.. feel lyk stayin at hm all the tym..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the chinese deng-mi thing at jjc.. hahas.. alan was late nors.. den i waited for him.. n lao-shi called my hp.. hahas.. juz wen we tot we were the latest.. yong ming n his fren came in.. he even later den me lorx.. he woke up at 8.50 n took a cab.. n guess wat.. the thing starts at 9.. n he woke up at 8.50am.. genius arhx.. hahas.. den thru-out the seminar.. yong ming was lyk tellin us loadsa funny things.. all damn lame lorx.. keep makin me n alan laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt seminar.. i went to meet up wid my mum at novena.. went to c a doc.. n the doc say tt i hv symptoms of migraine.. bt its nt migraine.. its juz tension headache.. den he prescribe some strong medicine for me.. -bleahx- so nw i hv to depend on medicine to make sure i am still the same ol' lively me.. hx.. sounds a bit lyk drug addict arhx.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. kk.. i am done wid my updatin.. dun complain le arhx.. hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111089595668548461?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111089595668548461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111089595668548461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/03/hmmx.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111088358671094185</id><published>2005-03-15T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T18:46:26.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Distant love is never easy, especially when&lt;br /&gt;you are living far apart. However each mile&lt;br /&gt;that seperates 2 person who truly care, can&lt;br /&gt;be joined with strong love they have got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness you feel when you are far apart,&lt;br /&gt;can sometimes easily defeat the love.&lt;br /&gt;This happens especially when you miss&lt;br /&gt;someone who u want to share ur life with,&lt;br /&gt;and when they are not able to be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in each other, and believe that they&lt;br /&gt;do feel the same as you. When you are far&lt;br /&gt;apart, you will easily doubted whether their&lt;br /&gt;love is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in each other, and stand firm with your trust.&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes it might be tough,&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of long lasting relations,this is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of one another's emotional needs,&lt;br /&gt;let the other knows that you always care.&lt;br /&gt;Make full use of the time when you are together,&lt;br /&gt;open up your heart and share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect that sometimes each of us need some space,&lt;br /&gt;but it does not mean that they dun want you to be around.&lt;br /&gt;We all needsome privacy on our own,&lt;br /&gt;never says we no longer need the love we used to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not let the seeds of jealousy, grow deepin your heart.&lt;br /&gt;If you let this happened,&lt;br /&gt;your relationship will surely be doomed to fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be honest to how you feel, and never lead the other one on.&lt;br /&gt;It is unfair and irresponsible to play around with other's feelings,&lt;br /&gt;and turn around one day and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up for your love,&lt;br /&gt;and hold on towhat you feel from deep within.&lt;br /&gt;For love that is sincere and strong, will be held together,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far you areapart...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does hard.. despite all the problems..&lt;br /&gt;Love is more of a commitment not merely&lt;br /&gt;emotional feelings that can easily fades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can not say you are faithful,&lt;br /&gt;not before u have the chance to be unfaithful,&lt;br /&gt;yet,&lt;br /&gt;you choose to give your heart only to that&lt;br /&gt;person whom you cared so much,yet,so far apart.. but this is love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111088358671094185?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111088358671094185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111088358671094185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/03/distant-love-is-never-easy-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-111019779283365236</id><published>2005-03-07T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:16:32.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-111019779283365236?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111019779283365236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/111019779283365236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110732867598795007</id><published>2005-01-30T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T15:17:55.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am.. back once more.. hmm.. haven been attending skool since tuesday.. o1o2o5.. hmm.. tot tt my minor headache is juz due to the hot weather.. hmm.. bt i went to c the doc ytd.. went at lyk 9.30am.. waited for 1 hour to c the doc.. den was referred to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;x-ray&lt;/span&gt; which took another 1/2 an hr.. den waited for another 1/2 an hour to c the doc again.. n  she referred me for a blood test.. waited to take it for 1/2 an hour. -argh- i am so so afraid wen my mom agreed to the blood test thingy.. i am so darn afraid of blood or needles ever since my operation can.. so i waited patiently.. dis tym.. i dun hope tt its my turn so soon.. i was hopin tt it wasn't gonna b my turn each tym the no. flashed.. hmm.. bt the tym still has to come.. thk goodness.. the blood test was juz a prick on my finger n squeezin my finger so tt enuff blood can b collected.. tts all.. *phew* can u imagine hw relieved i was.. ok.. waited for another 1/2 an hour for the report to come out.. den went back to the doc.. dis tym almost immediately.. hmm.. the doc prescribe some anti-biotics n paracetemol.. den i have to wait for the prescription.. -argh- i waited for almost an hour for it.. can u imagine.. me bein so darn cold.. wid a terrible headache.. waitin non-stop.. i spent practically 1/2 the day in the clinic.. -argh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't me who woke up cryin over the headache tt i was havin the previous nite.. i mite juz have headed for skool.. n i kinda felt cheated by the previous doc tt i have seen.. coz he juz diagnosed me wid a common headache.. wen the recent doc juz diagnosed me wid bacteria infection.. -argh- tts a huge difference u noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i was given  2 days MC.. which means.. i miss 2 days of skool.. CNY rehearsal.. n an AKE practise.. hmm.. its kinda a great loss.. i am nw at home.. either slpin or eatin.. once i wake up.. i wld hv my meals taken.. den after my medicine.. after tt.. my headache will haunt me to bed.. tts how i hv been living for the past days.. haiz.. tml still gotta to c the doc again.. hmm.. she is a nice lady.. very very nice.. think she is gonna give me an excuse chit n i am gg back to skool again... tt is if i dun have to wait for a long long tym for my turn again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is juz nxt week.. so fast.. hmm.. n i oni have to attend skool on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;den &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tuesday &lt;/span&gt;we r gonna hv CNY celebration. which oso means tt we r gg to skool for tt pathetic 2 hours.. den head home.. hmm.. think i will head home n hlp my mom wid the house work.. she has been very busy for the past few days.. n keeps complainin tt her back aches.. will den head to my gramps n hlp dem wid the reunion dinner.. hmm.. actually wanted to head down to taka n look for shirley dey all.. hmph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; will b gg to my gramps place n collect &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang-paos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; frm the relatives.. bt tts in the morning.. after tt i think i will b headin to my aunt's place alone at nite.. den hv another reunion dinner dere.. i think we gonna hv steamboat..&lt;br /&gt;den on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;.. if i am nt wrong.. my relatives r coming over to my place.. hmm.. gonna kip my room darn clean.. dun wanna b nagged the whole nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;.. we r gonna celebrate esther's burfday.. which is actually on CNY eve's.. bt we all cannt make it.. so hlp her celebrated it at a ltr date lor.. think we gg to cine k-box arh.. bt nt sure wat tym.. (suppose to b a skool day.. bt it was declared as a holiday for us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;.. gg steph's place.. she invited all of us dere.. my famile, the yong's, uncle thomas, mingshu's n others.. den dunno where else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; i shld b free ba.. no lesson tt day.. think my parents shld b gg arnd for visitin ba.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff wid the typing.. i wanna slp le.. gettin drowsy.. cya pple arnd.. shld b back in skool soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110732867598795007?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110732867598795007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110732867598795007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/01/here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110665332882002855</id><published>2005-01-25T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T19:42:08.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. guess its tym tt i start updatin.. especially wid my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;patsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who is startin to complain abt it.. haha.. guess i better start updatin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. i have been so so tired dis few days.. was lyk so darn bz until fun day.. the day was fun.. as usual 04c2 has some squabbles.. bt wat is 04c2 widout tt.. wid tt.. we r so much closer.. bt the bad part abt the day is tt.. my contact lens juz hv to give me prob.. resultin my eye to swell.. damnit.. n oso.. shirleen lost her hp.. haiz.. enuff of tt.. i dun hv much tym to update.. so cut short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;patsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today.. hmm.. i love her till bits n pieces noe.. so long nv see her le.. it has been a long tym ever since i went out wid her.. n oso &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pauline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. miss dem so much.. wonder hw pauline is doin nw.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been feelin well dis days.. wanna slp early.. nitez.. promise to update real soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110665332882002855?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110665332882002855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110665332882002855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2005/01/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110437724811387674</id><published>2004-12-30T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T11:27:28.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yepps.. i am willin to blog at last.. bt i am nt exactly bloggin.. juz here to stay for a while n go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. the sunway lagoon swim camp was awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110437724811387674?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110437724811387674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110437724811387674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/12/yepps.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110251063738977253</id><published>2004-12-08T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T20:57:17.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. i am gg to b lyk out of town frm tml onwards.. hmm.. will b back in a week's tym.. so yepps.. if dere is any impt stuff.. juz leave me a tag yar.. or send me a sms.. will get back to you real soon wen i am back in s'pore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally.. the AKE performance at esplanade is over.. ytd performance was darn good can.. whao.. we did so much better than on the 1st day.. heez.. n according to luqman.. we r suppose to have a planned encore.. in other words.. sumone is suppose to scream encore.. bt end up.. no one did.. so we did the encore ourselves.. shouting it in our hearts aloud.. nt verbally tho.. hahz.. gonna miss the dressin room at esplanade.. coz tts where me, pok, xx, nette, ning-ma, camy n shak shared our jokes.. had a non-stop discussion over certain Bitches.. man was i darn mad at one of the bitches.. bt nvm lar.. over le.. who cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention tt ning-ma gt me the $1.90 puoch tt she was happilly gloating abt for me.. omg.. i was darn happy wen she told me tt she was at the shop n tt she will hlp me buy.. haha.. so darn glad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. den after the moving up of intruments n stuff.. me, pok, SL n nette went for dinner.. haha.. den we tok a lot obt a lot of things.. hmm can c tt SL nt happy abt quite an amt of stuff.. bt i think tt after the tok wid her.. she is a very sincere person.. she meant every single words she said.. hmm.. she is nt lyk who i think she was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. gonna check if i left out any stuff.. will blog as soon as i can find a com in phuket..&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/6062638-110251063738977253?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110251063738977253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110251063738977253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmm_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110239967358036926</id><published>2004-12-07T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T14:07:53.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. back to blog at last.. figured tt i better do some bloggin b4 i leave town.. so yar.. ytd was our AKE performance at esplande.. guess it didn't went well. our pieces doesn't sound rite.. its too rushy n stuff.. n i guess nt many of us were smiling.. den ms wee wasn't really happy abt it.. bt we promised to do better for today's performance.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azmi came ytd.. so happy can.. den wenyu oso came.. my entire family came.. was so happy to see my baby cousins.. haha.. den grace cried after the performance.. guess she is really upset by his absence ba.. did some comsolin.. den in the dressin room.. xx was darn pissed off.. can figure out y oso.. wid such person.. who won't b rite.. haha.. *evil* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. gotta go get ready n meet nette.. will update soon.. sorry for the rushed update..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110239967358036926?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110239967358036926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110239967358036926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110182753213368686</id><published>2004-11-30T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T23:12:12.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at last.. can blog le.. dunno wats wrong wid my blog oso.. hmm.. weneva i sign in.. it wld b my sis a/c.. -gekz- bt nvm.. nw can le.. hmm.. dis AKE performance gonna b lyk nxt monday.. n i am so nt prepared.. hmph.. nvm.. gonna practise hard.. n i dunno hw.. hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fairway club on ytd.. tell u arh.. i was kinda lost can.. 1stly.. i hv nv heard of the club b4.. 2ndly.. i dunno my way dere.. lastly.. which is oso the most impt one.. i am a DIRECTION-IDIOT!!! so.. of coz.. i was lost for quite a while.. n realised tt i alighted a stop later.. -argh- den no choice.. i walk dere lor.. hmm.. thk god it isn't tt far away.. juz a less-than-5-mins walk.. hmm.. bt it was quite fun lar.. see the way weide n shah teach the kids.. quite different frm the method we were taught to use in warren.. n i think it is a better method oso.. heard frm weide tt its gonna b a 10 day thing.. i went for 2 days le [which was ytd n today].. i am still gonna go tml.. thurs a bit rush.. so nt gg.. hmm.. den friday gg.. bt nxt week oni gg on wed.. coz mon n tues gt performance at esplande.. den i leaving for phuket on thurs.. afternoon flight.. at 12 sumthing.. holiday trip at last.. tho wid my family.. nvm lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. today's AKE damn siao can.. suppose to b xx, pok n i meet at clementi.. end up tt pok late~as usual~.. den me n xx met up 1st.. leavin pok to buy breakfast for us.. haha.. den i was lyk crappin all the way wid hui shan n xx while waitin for the MR door to open.. den xx was lyk running arnd wid my bag can.. hmm.. poor miss wee.. she is nt feelin well can.. n wat.. her weddin is dis thurs lor.. hmm.. sobz.. i felt so bad.. coz i can't attend her wedding.. hv to attend trainin.. so no choice.. hmm.. den went to PS wid pok n xx.. go get something for zhi hao's bdae.. hmm.. den met up wid tweet.. haha.. tt poor gal.. kinda stuck in between 2 guys.. nid us to save her.. haha.. bt sad.. after a while i gt 2 leave le.. sobz.. gotta make my way to fairway.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* i wanna slp le.. nitez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110182753213368686?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110182753213368686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110182753213368686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110113609380490461</id><published>2004-11-22T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T23:08:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*whee* finished my O's at last.. as in today is the last paper.. den i did nth much for the rest of the day.. the most i did was to clean up the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my gramp's ytd.. went there after my morning shift.. den was lyk waitin for my sis to com.. den babysit my darling cousin.. slept for a while.. den went to replenish my slp for a while.. bt nt long ltr.. my cousin juz hv to make a hell lot of noise n wake me up.. went back to work again.. damn it..tot tt it wld b a heavy downpour.. bt end up after 10 mins.. the rain subside le.. den no choice.. hv to get into the water.. nt bad lar.. water turned out to b quite warm.. den yar lor.. found out tt the afternoon lesson quite lec.. hmm.. saw charmaine's stead le.. nt bad lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back to my gramp's for dinner.. den my aunt brought my 'son' along.. so fun playin hide n seek wid him.. wanted to stay longer.. bt daddy wanna go hm early.. so yar lor.. sobz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.. i am so so nt feeling well can.. pok msged me n inform me tt the sentosa trip postpone to friday le.. coz both of dem has something on.. hmm.. ok lor.. since dey hv sumthing on.. hmm.. tok quite a lot wid zhi hao ytd.. haiz.. at last man.. told him abt some stuff dat has been depressing me.. n nw i am fallin ill due to all the troubles.. bt haiz.. stan gor is rite.. i shld make my decision fast.. if nt.. it wld b very meddlesome.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110113609380490461?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110113609380490461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110113609380490461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/whee-finished-my-os-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110083510609277391</id><published>2004-11-19T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T11:31:46.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*whee* so heppy.. things between the 3 of us r ok le.. i mean.. pok told me tt xx nt angry wid us le.. so shld b lor.. *whee* hmm.. shld b gg to sentosa nxt thurs.. hmm.. me, nette, xx n pok.. heez.. no guys invited.. sorry.. hmm.. went for training ytd.. den saw alan on the train... he was quite unhappy tt wen he gt tym.. i dun.. coz he wants to come my house download  few songs.. heez.. den he told me a few tupid things tt LC said.. typical LC noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd training to darn -argh- can.. i mean i can do the scissors kick, towing, reaching, shredder jump, compact jump n yada yada.. bt i can't do the throwing of the rope n life saving back.. 0argh- i will commit suicide if i fail the test on 23rd dec.. hmm.. shaun was the best man.. his swim strokes n jumps r all so perfect.. i look at him oni i stress lor.. hmm.. den shek was so nice.. he was motivatin me wen i din do the throwing well enuff.. irwin was in a naggy mood today.. he juz yank non stop abt the theory part.. hmm.. den after we changed n stuff.. me, veronica, sharon, eric, irwin n kelvin was chattin n stuff.. shaun ask if i wan a ride.. he bought a new car.. hmm.. it is tt car no nid key de.. use card.. hmm.. bt jack was arnd wen he ask.. so better reject lor.. hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den took the MRT alone.. saw dis ah beng tt look darn familiar.. haha.. he was staring at me.. den i stare at him back.. coz i cldn't recall mah.. den he approach me 1st.. asked a few questions lar.. den realise tt he is my queenstown neighbour.. calvin.. nt bad sia.. very good lookin nw.. except tt he is still an ah beng.. den chatted quite a lot.. headed for a kopitiam alone.. waited for my mom to come.. heez.. den i saw *blink blink*.. as usual.. dere is nt a single tym tt we won't look at each other.. or rather.. dere mite me.. bt  sadly.. my mom juz appear out of no where.. sad lor.. heez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard frm pok tt she n my bro together again.. hmm.. so happy for dem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110083510609277391?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110083510609277391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110083510609277391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/whee-so-heppy.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110057080280767579</id><published>2004-11-16T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T10:43:34.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. back to blog le.. i am so sho fed up can.. hmph.. my last 2 entries tt i type so much arh.. turned out blank lor.. hmph.. nvm.. hmm.. nw in skool com lab wid &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx, pok n nette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. suppose to b xx play badminton de.. den end up everyone pang-seh her.. so came to com lab lor.. suppose to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;xx n pok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lyk at 8.30.. bt woke up late.. hmm.. ytd 3am den slp lor.. wat u expect.. haha.. so yar lor.. hmm.. haiz.. dunno wats wrong wid &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. she suddenly very quiet.. den she say she is tired.. mayb she is ba.. hmm.. oh yar.. dere was dis one thing i wanna inform some of my frens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AKE performance @ Esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;                       6th n 7th december.. frm 6.30pm to 7pm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heez.. dose pple who promised me to turn up.. better do.. if nt i will cry for u all to c.. haha.. nt tt bad lar.. the moz is to ignore u all.. heez.. me lyk some 3 year old kid arh.. heez.. bt u all used to it le mah.. heez.. gtg le.. gt AKE prac.. cya pple.. love u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110057080280767579?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110057080280767579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110057080280767579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/hmm_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-110005973919339378</id><published>2004-11-10T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T12:08:59.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. back to blog again.. ytd went sentosa.. was kinda force to go.. wanted to stay at hm to do some work.. bt end up pok call me n ask me go sentosa 'pei' her.. haiz.. i seriously din wanna go.. sumore i still gotta attend guitar's bbq.. bt in the end.. i still went.. coz zhi hao threaten me n stuff.. so yepps.. i went dere relunctantly.. bt guess who i saw.. i saw waiyee, kah ping n all.. den we were crappin lyk all the way.. hmm.. den saw dayana.. my poor darling has a sore throat.. gosh.. muz take care noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den met up wid zhihao lor.. hmm.. tt jun jie damn idot one can.. throw tt tupid volleyball or watsoever at me.. pain noe.. den me n pok juz sit dere n watch dem play lor.. hmm.. who was dere arh?? pok, zhi hao, jun jie, marcus n 2 other bartley guys.. i think dey r some johnnie n david arh.. i dunno lar.. bt tt was wat i heard lar.. bt i nt sure if the other guy is frm bartley nt.. coz his hair dyed de.. hmm.. dunno lar.. bt i noe tt dey were bullyin marcus.. haha.. den zhi hao.. he was doin some funny funny actions.. so tupid can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went back arnd 5 plus.. hmm.. the guys took a longer tym to bath compared to me n pok can.. haha.. den went to meet val at tbp.. went for the bbq.. was so so dead can.. haiz.. bt once elis come arh.. we all went darn cranky lor.. me, val, sam, claudine was lyk havin a mini gatherin tt claudine arh.. nv c her for hw long oni.. her illness became so serious lor.. we simply dun understand wats wrong wid her can.. den make us laugh non-stop.. den went of at 8pm.. went to tbp to eat wid val n elis.. haha.. coz none of us dare to eat the bbq food.. i guess oni elis ate the moz bbq food ba.. me n val din dare to touch it at all lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. gtg le..  gg PS nw.. back to update soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-110005973919339378?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110005973919339378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/110005973919339378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/hmm_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109996866797297636</id><published>2004-11-09T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:51:07.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. today is tt big big bully's burfday.. hmm.. the one who always pinches me n i actually won't get angry.. haha.. she is the 2nd person who does tt n i won't get angry.. n tt person happens to b none other den tt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;skinnyfart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teo xiao xuan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;XX, HaPPy 17th BuRFDaY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. woke up darn early for chem paper.. quite ok lar.. juz hope tt i can scrape thru or sumthing.. today my eyecandy came late for paper.. nt exactly late lar.. more of just on time.. hmm.. nth much to say.. he juz walk me to the pick up point.. den he went back to skool.. gotta noe tt he is frm ITE west dover today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. while others think abt having relationship n stuff.. i am juz relunctant to hv one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109996866797297636?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109996866797297636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109996866797297636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/hmm_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109989464030323984</id><published>2004-11-08T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T14:17:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. i am lyk so dyin in boredom can.. haiz.. anyway.. i dun understand wats wid my guy frens n their gf.. i mean.. many of dem seems to b havin probs wid their stead/ ex.. haiz.. juz lyk eddy lor.. everytym gt prob wid jeanna.. he will come n tell me de.. haiz.. i think all dis kinda stuff will b settled properly oni wen gals understand wat guys think n hw dey feel.. n guys undertsand wat gals think n hw dey feel.. hmm.. bt on the 2nd tot.. it mite take a long long tym to reach tt stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i wanna get the O's over n done wid.. haven been really enjoyin my hols.. was lyk workin full shift ytd.. woke up at 6.30.. den went to cck to catch the shuttle.. wanted to get breafast.. bt on the 2nd tot.. guess i better dun.. my grp kinda behaved today.. mayb its b'coz ivan the rascal wasn't here.. was kinda happy tho.. *evil* den went for the swim clinic meetin.. its abt swim camp again.. hmm.. tho the yong's n weide r gg.. bt it seems kinda borin for me.. anyway.. back to the meetin.. was lyk discussin the budget.. n abt hw we go thru mornin registry n everything.. n i found out tt marcelo actually put me in the same hotel room as my mom n sis.. hell no way man.. den i suggested for a change of room.. haha.. thk god.. mommy allowed me to.. n put in charge of the gals.. heez.. which means.. i dun hv to hear my mom's naggin.. heez.. n dere was dis last minute registry tt made me so so happy.. haha.. Stephanie is oso gg.. haha.. i hv a companion.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after settling the meetin n stuff.. went to find my sis n yong's.. den went to IMM.. went to get my new FILAbag.. my sis had the grey one.. so i took the turquoise.. i mean.. tts the nxt best color u can find.. anyway.. was lyk wonderin wats the crowd outside IMM for.. n to my surprise.. the car park was empty.. nt a single car.. i mean.. its so nt lyk IMM nt to hv any cars in their open car park.. hah.. there is dis autograph session tt was gg on.. wat else.. the crowd is waitin for their idol to come.. n guess who r dey.. 5566, R&amp;B, Toro, Yan Xing Shu n others.. haha.. my sis n i din give a hoot abt it.. altho we lyk both toro n yan xing shu.. heez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den headed back for CCK.. went to warren again.. gosh.. the weather was so terrible can.. it is actually darn humid.. bt it was havin a drizzle.. i was lyk almost suffering frm a major headache.. hmm.. thks to uncle edwin.. he actually left me his job for the day.. juz to go motorbike up to penang.. i took the beginner's grp.. its been a long tym ever since i took beginners can.. the grp was so great.. dey were so bubbly.. n dere was dis small boy who can't hear very well.. n needs a hearing aid.. bt he is doin a great job.. n as usual.. dere is dis 2 rascals tt wldn't co-operate.. n cried non-stop.. bt i manage to pacify dem.. coz amanda cldn't do the job.. so yepps.. she is new.. so can't blame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. weide actually ased me if wanna work wid him in december.. its teachin toddler.. well.. of coz.. i mean.. whoa.. tts so great.. haha.. kk.. i gotta go hit on the books again.. tml got chem paper.. love u pple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109989464030323984?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109989464030323984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109989464030323984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/hmm_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109973948880150197</id><published>2004-11-06T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:11:28.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. back to blog at last.. hmph.. darn pissed off wid my frenster can.. dunno wats wrong wid it.. all my testimonials r gone.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GONE&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;sobz.. okok.. will stop bein a drama queen for nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. ytd was lyk so so boring can.. was online in the morning.. den chatted quite a while wid &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;'ron'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. tt guy ar.. he guess &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as All Kinds of Entertainment can.. diaoz.. n of coz. dere were some other lame answer.. bt yar.. better nt say anything.. sshhh.. hmm.. headed for clementi after i changed n everything.. suppose to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;nette n pok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch.. n as usual.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;pok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was late.. n &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came along wid her.. den we were lyk crapping n crapping.. haiz.. so sad.. i nv see my&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt; blink blink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at work.. bt.. who cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr saw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; snatched our cca venue wid us can.. he last min come say tt he nid the MR for A levels.. den all of us gotta move to the hall.. ok.. dere is dis &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;particular guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tt i happen to really dislike.. he is such a 2 face.. tries to take chrge of everything.. heard frm&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; nette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tt he wanna b president for the cca.. come on.. wake up.. hmph.. thk god i am decidin to leave the skool sum time nxt year.. if he really becomes the pres.. i will moz prob b tortured by him n his lover..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being pissed off by him.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me, pok n nette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went to the canteen to get a drink.. den crap a little wid &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;'ron'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. he is such a kaypoh lor.. haha.. hmm.. AKE session was kinda boring for once.. mayb it was due to the weather.. n oso.. dere were 2 songs which worsen my mood.. bt shortly after tt i was ok.. more of.. after i crap wid &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;grace n nette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. oh yar.. my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eyecandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; called.. i was lyk so happy.. bt sad.. cldn't tok for long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. after i tok to&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. she gives me a better view of tt&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; purple fanatic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. he really lives up to his name.. hmph.. i mean as in.. nt of wat she says lar.. nt tt she tok bad abt him.. bt he really do pissed pple off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for ytd.. today was lyk coopin myself at home.. coz my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aunties&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; r coming over.. n yepps dey r here.. wid my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cousins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. heez.. dey r creatin a mess here.. n turnin my place upside down.. haha.. i am gg to join in wid dere mess.. cya pple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109973948880150197?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109973948880150197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109973948880150197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109955055263601844</id><published>2004-11-04T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T14:42:32.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109955055263601844?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109955055263601844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109955055263601844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109955040850326828</id><published>2004-11-04T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T14:40:08.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesh yesh.. haven been updatin for a long tym.. actually.. i din really wanna update.. hmm.. bt got kinda nagged by erm.. u-noe-who.. dun wanna say out.. ltr kinda nagged again.. hahaz.. ermz.. gt my results le.. i gt advanced to yr 2.. feel lyk gg poly leh.. bt hmm shawn say i shld stay.. haiz.. i dunno leh.. bt i told xx tt i am gona stay in MI.. haiz.. 'wo bu zhi dao lar'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw skool hols liaoz.. bt kinda sian can.. hmm.. gotta plan sum outings.. heez.. heard frm my sis tt we gg batam nxt week.. *whee* we gonna go to the dolphin lodge.. nt sure if it is a treat frm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;auntie sancher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or wat.. bt seriously.. i miss swimmin wid the dolphins.. heez.. got some of their pics uploaded.. gonna c if can put it up here.. heez.. its been quite some tym ever since i last went dere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd din go skool.. heez. coz i gotta attend O levels mah.. so nv go lor.. hheez.. was sho sho happy.. coz my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eyecandy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sat in frnt of me.. den when the paper start.. the weather juz hv to change.. n it so happens tt i am darn frighten of thunder.. tupid weather can.. the thunder n everything really affected me lor.. i dropped my pen at one point of tym.. den my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eyecandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; picked it up for me.. thk god the invigilator did nt say anything.. *phew* after the paper.. he ask me hw was my paper.. chatted for a while den head to skool le.. coz muz hand in report book to mr saw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for AKE.. wanted to juz pop by n say hello.. bt end up ms wee ask me to stay.. haiz.. so stayed until the end.. den &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ms wee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was lyk bein so sarcastic.. coz i cldn't make it for her weddin.. den luqman joined in.. hmph.. say me.. n tt tupid pig juz hv to add on n laugh.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyone can add on except for tt tupid pig.. aka &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WONG LIANG KAI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. i dun mind mentioning his name out.. hmph.. a back stabber.. oso a 2 face.. hw dare he bully my lynette.. at least i hv the guts to say out wat i want.. nt lyk him.. oni tok bad behind pple's back.. n pretend to b mr nice guy in frnt of dem.. -bleah- coward.. whosoever read dis n wanna tell LK stuffs abt me.. juz go on.. i hv tolerate enuff of both of u.. u jolly well noe who u r.. dun come n tink tt i am nice to bully.. well.. i am nt.. ermz.. on the 2nd tot.. i am.. bt dun try.. hmph.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. enuff of tt.. i think i am gettin too agitated le.. cool it.. hmm.. anyway.. shld b gg to the SYNTO&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [watever it is called] &lt;/span&gt;lunch performance nxt sat.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, pok n xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gonna attend.. heez..  den mayb get some of my other frens after the performance.. den go watch movie.. heez.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*wheee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. dunno wat else to type le.. okok.. gotta hlp my mama prepare fish n chips for dinner.. den i gotta head for kallang le.. hope tt it won't rain today.. i love the rain.. bt i hate the lightning n thunder.. eeks.. if it rains arh.. den i think &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irwin n kevin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is gona do theory for today.. bt i dun want.. i wanna swim..&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/6062638-109955040850326828?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109955040850326828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109955040850326828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/11/yesh-yesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109870700741944418</id><published>2004-10-25T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T20:37:10.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mom is back at last.. which means.. i can leave the housework for her to do.. *whee* won't have to trouble myself tt much.. heez.. sound very bad rite.. heez.. nvm.. mommy say she will do the job.. mommy bought loadsa things back frm her vacation.. she bot me a blouse.. n an orange carribeanna [however u spell it].. n i gt my new no. back frm my sis.. so yepps.. *whee* gt my new no.. the last 2 no. at the back is my code.. so happy.. "09".. means so much to me.. muaxz.. by the tym we finish settling my mom's luggage n stuff.. it was lyk 11pm gg to 12midnight.. n wat.. i still gotta wake up at 6.30am the nxt day for work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly.. dere is nv one day tt i can slp till lyk late mornin.. or even 9am.. everyday oso wake up at 6 - 6.30am.. sobz.. hmm.. sunday.. lets c.. as usual.. wke up early n went to warren for swimming trainin.. it was total crap tt day can.. n i finally resort to punishment for those who reefuse to behave or take wat i say litely.. hmm.. n wat did i ask dem to do.. oni lyk 20 squats.. uncle allen still say nt strict enuff.. hmm.. bt the kids wasn't angry wid me or anything lyk tt for makin dem do squats.. after a few jokes n fun.. dey practically forget abt it.. dey r lyk oni 9 - 12 yrs old.. so wat can i expect.. haha.. tt tupid marcelo n uncle harrison keep callin weide 'chao ren'.. coz he always demo freestyle hand stroke.. den wen i tell him tt tym.. he tot i call him 'chao lang'.. wat the heck.. always lyk tt de.. make fun of wat i say.. muz revenge.. hehe.. *evil grin* heard frm marcelo tt the yong's, ong's, nigel family, mingshu's, weide's n marcelo will b takin the same coach to sunway lagoon.. heez.. den we can hv loadsa fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed for my babies' baby contest at buena vista cc straight after tt.. haha.. kai kai gt a trophy noe.. think it was consolation prize.. so happy to c dem.. dey were all so bubbly.. haha.. gt a few of their photos uploaded.. hmm.. bt gt a bit of prob.. so yar.. show u all some other tym.. gotta resize it.. xiang xiang n i was lyk playin non stop.. dere were pple who mistook xiang as my son.. hmm.. told u so rite.. haha.. so happy.. went to my granny's place for late lunch.. heez.. my cousins were so happy to c me dere.. was lyk watchin rui rui dance his graduation dance.. altho he can't sing erm.. well.. bt he was really cute.. haha.. hmm.. as usual wen we left tt tym.. my 'son'cried.. sobz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. esther wasn't here for skool today.. hmm.. heard tt she was sick.. skool was lyk so so boring can.. shld hv juz stayed at home n slp.. hmm.. it really hurts me to see wenyu cry for so long.. bt after skool.. she was feelin much better.. heez.. so happy 4 her.. hmm.. den jun jie also gt some prob.. bt after msgin me.. he oso ok le.. haha.. i say until lyk i very great lyk tt arh.. no lar.. its juz tt.. &lt;strong&gt;things which r so simple.. r usually complicated by those who thinks too much..&lt;/strong&gt; hmm.. so yepps..&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/6062638-109870700741944418?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109870700741944418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109870700741944418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-mom-is-back-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109854008511419041</id><published>2004-10-23T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T22:01:25.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.. dunno y oso.. bt nw i see wenyu lyk tt.. my heart oso pain pain de.. i 1st tym c her so sad.. cryin non-stop.. haiz.. guess cryin is all she can do le.. better den suppressing her emotions.. bt i seriously hope tt she won't hurt herself.. dun want her to follow my footstep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109854008511419041?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109854008511419041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109854008511419041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/10/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109845224351127178</id><published>2004-10-22T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T21:37:23.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's skool darn boring lor.. hmph.. oni attended lyk chinese n tts it.. mdm shamala wasn't here today.. so dere goes her 3 period of GP.. for econs.. we were lyk enojoyin ourselves wid games.. 1 grp playin unos.. the other playing hangman.. hmm.. was really prayin tt 12.45 comes earlier.. was kinda pissed wid my clix wen i went back to class.. nt exactly pissed.. bt yar.. bt its ok le.. ok wid jan n zhi hao le.. den 3 of us outside class.. kpo-in abt who zhi hao lyk.. haha.. rally din expect him to lyk tt gal.. bt still she is one nicey nice nice person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go westmall after skool.. bt wen we were waitin for the bus tt tym.. it started to rain.. so me, xx, pok n nette decided nt to go le.. ran back to skool.. was in the canteen wid zash, veron, pok, nette n xx.. den was lyk totally crappin.. oh yar.. den saw gabriel.. so i asked him to imitate 'ron stoppable'.. n he managed to do it.. impressive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. AKE prac was really cool.. coz the 4 of us were lyk totally crappin all the way.. den tt pok say tt singapore has more than 2 MI campus.. den the few of us belong to MI [woodlands campus].. retarded can.. den can transfer to hougang campus.. was lyk laughin thru out the prac lor.. n tt tupid xx n pok juz hv to play pranks on me.. 1st by hiding my notes.. den take my watch.. hmph.. juz coz me slow doesn't mean i nice to bully k.. hmm.. bt on the other hand.. i think dey were havin quite a lot of fun.. hmph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den tt tupid xx juz gotta sabo me.. nw i gotta take over her BK.. n she play BAS.. bt ok lar.. quite easy.. oni for the tempo part.. i always end up blur blur de.. hmph.. den tt tupid luqman always bully me one.. bt he was kind enuff to teach me my part.. credits also goes to xx lar.. heez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if dian is ok.. tt poor gal has to rush hm.. coz her grand daddy passed away.. she was cryin.. i was kinda worried for her.. so was smsin her.. wanted to give her money to take cab home.. bt wen i went down.. ms cheah already gave her money to take cab.. so yar.. juz chatted wid her.. she say she is feeling much better le.. feel quite relieve oso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. *yawnz*.. wanna go slp le.. pok make me until very 'high' today.. nw no more batt le.. gotta go n recharge le.. nitez..&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/6062638-109845224351127178?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109845224351127178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109845224351127178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/10/todays-skool-darn-boring-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109819632688291792</id><published>2004-10-19T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T22:32:06.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. quite hyper nw.. dunno y oso.. ytd prac paper still ok lar.. phy paper quite easy.. bt chem paper.. haiz.. no comments.. nvm.. its over le.. hmm.. den i hailed a cab n rush to skool can.. coz our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dearest azmi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was gg to MI to visit us.. so yar.. i rushed down frm dere.. oni to find out tt he was gonna b late.. lol.. den went to shop for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nette's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;prezzie after tt.. heez.. got a doggy item.. bt i oso dunno the purpose of the stuff.. heez.. bt hope she lyks it.. wanna update my bloggy ytd.. bt it so happens tt i muz do the housework.. n by the tym i finish.. i am so gg to bed lor.. -argh- thks to my sis n oso my mom who is overseas until saturday..hope tt she will b back soon.. actually no diff lar.. i hlp out in the housework.. so yar.. heez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a notti gal today.. coz i pon skool.. haha.. coz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;zhi hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; told me tt the activties quite borin.. so yar.. decided to slp late.. heez.. den went out early early in the mornin.. to meet sumone.. hmm.. sumone tt i din wanna meet if u gave me a choice.. hmm.. after breakfast.. i went to taka.. heez.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gan ma n auntie qing er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was on shift lor.. so happy.. den &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came shortly.. come nt long oni den make fun of me le.. so evil rite.. hmph.. den saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;joanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, sister shirley n auntie doris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. was so happy to see dem can.. heez.. bt sadly.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;neco, paul n lawrence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nt workin in taka le.. hmm.. so sad can.. if nt.. got more pple to crap wid me.. sobz.. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jan n wy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after tt.. bt dey oni end skool at lyk 1.30.. n i was dere at 1pm.. went to make reservations 1st.. hmm.. den was at the coffee shop drinkin teh-peng.. n got dis really weird guy tt was lyk erm.. tryin to tok to me.. make funny funny actions.. scare me until i quickly left the place lor.. *cold shiver* eek.. den met up wid &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wy n jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. at last.. went to K at k Box.. bt left arnd 6 plus.. got dis few guys darn weird lor.. dey will keep passin by our room n check things out.. den jan kept makin fun of the poor waiter.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. bt left early coz wy gt to accompany her mom for dinner.. hmm.. i went hm n stone lor.. my sis nt home yet mah.. haha.. so stonin in frnt of the tv is one of my hobby nw lor.. heez.. den &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jun jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; call me.. hmm.. he interrupted my stoning session.. so rude.. lol.. bt he sound very troubled.. poor guy.. guess he is too sensitive over certain stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* wanna slp le.. *huggin my bear bear* nitez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109819632688291792?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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been toleratin it until today.. hope tt dey learn dere lesson sia.. if nt the nxt tym rnd.. it wld b uncle allen screamin at dem lor.. bt uncle allen punished dem.. ah-well.. dey did listen after i screamed n punished dem.. bt uncle allen n uncle thomas say i am still too lenient wid dem.. muz b harsh.. my gawd.. me?! harsh?! harsh doesn't link well wid me can.. haha.. bt after i scold dem n stuff.. dey still can joke arnd wid me.. haiz.. i surrender lar.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after swimming.. we played dis trick on weide.. coz he seem so well prepared to go home widout his shoes on.. so me, marcus, vennon , fanny n auntie ivy discussed abt hiding his shoes.. den step on his leg or sumthing.. sadly.. he rmb lor.. hmm.. bt wen we walkin towards the feeder bus.. he forgt his water bottle.. den he ran back to take.. haha.. he damn crap can.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to meet wenyu.. n hmm.. we went to check out sumthin.. den walk past *his* stall.. den saw *him*.. lookin at each other.. bt yar.. i juz simply walk past the stall.. lyk wat can i do rite.. hmm.. i oso dunno lar.. bt i walk past *his* stall a lot of tyms oday.. nt on purpose de.. bt juz happens to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw tiffany hue today.. wah.. she changed a lot sia.. so cannt-find-the-rite-words-to-comment-on.. hmm.. bt she started smoking le.. *tsk tsk* notti gal.. den she wanted to offer me one.. bt she din.. coz she realised tt i dun smoke.. haha.. hmm.. i very gd gal one k.. even wen maggie, vennice, ho heng n jason smoke tt tym.. i oso dun smoke lor.. dey dun encourage me n pauline to.. hmm.. nice pple arh.. miss dem so much.. all except tt si ho heng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. gonna rest early le.. tml gt to go for prac paper.. nitezy..&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/6062638-109802018184890855?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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unwanted attention.. actually wanted to go jurong de.. bt changed our mind.. bt quite thankful lar.. coz i saw *him*.. quite happy lar.. me sound lyk i gg ga-ga over some guy.. haha.. no lar.. juz tt.. yar.. nvm.. shan't elaborate any further..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-argh- i miss pauline so much.. so much so much.. she is always dere for me wen we were in sec 4.. wen i went thru my ups n downs in my sec skool life..den out in the work.. -argh- i miss her so so much.. hmm.. gg to go out wid her real soon.. den she can update me wid her life n her wid mine.. wen its juz the both of us come together.. we dun hv tt much worry.. hmm.. gonna ask tt pretty lady out soon.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my clix so much.. bt i am nt g skool on monday.. wonderin if i shld pon on tuesday too?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109790810360645718?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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of town.. bt since my mom grounded her for the week while she isn't arnd.. i gt grounded indirectly.. to make sure she comes hm on tym n nt go out wid her frens.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. today a/c paper darn difficult can.. den my dear lao gong.. aka janice.. she finish darn early lorz.. finish her papers at lyk wat.. 10.20am.. wen the papers ends at 11am.. -argh- n mr tan make things worse by givin us theanswer script straight after the papers.. argh.. after lookin at the answer.. i feel tt i gt no confidence to pass dis paper liaoz.. is lyk my answer quite diff lor.. hmm.. oh yar.. did i mention tt physics paper was oso at the same venue as ours.. so yar.. it was S6 [the last 5] n S7.. hmm.. after the paper.. me n esther walk down to the bus stop.. she told me tt wei liang came back frm tekong le.. coz he on MC.. sick mah.. poor guy.. *shoutin out to u* GET WELL SOON!! den her bus came earlier than mine.. coz i missed mine wen i was walkin her down to that bus stop.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. den while i was alone.. tt tupid sis of mine.. aka akira.. n his buddy gabriel came to scare me lor.. dey juz run into the stupid glass thingy.. dey claim tt its glass.. so yar.. den the loud *bang* scared me outta my wits can.. i practically jumped lor.. i am kinda frighten by dem.. or rather by such stuff.. hmm.. i admit i am timid.. bt i am a gal.. so its kinda normal?! den i malu my self by sayin tt 970 is 173.. so i was lyk.. 'my bus is here le'.. den end up is gabriel's.. hmm.. me arh.. really lyk wat zhihao say.. really blur lor.. bt nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the bus finally come le.. headed for my gramp's place.. so long nv c my baby.. he grow so much taller.. ok nt exactly in height.. bt yar.. he can walk steadily le.. n also he can call me jie jie.. so happy to c him.. was lyk playin wid him.. bt sad lar.. kai nt hm.. if nt.. it will b double fun wid dem arnd.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den my sis went to jalan after we left gramp's.. saw dis grp of guys.. n my sis says tt she sense dem lookin at us?! i am nt very sure abt tt bt watever.. dunno wats wid her n her blink blink.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy's out of town wid my sis.. happy happy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shout out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy burfday Lin Chuan!! [131004]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy burfday lynette!! [151004]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ADD]&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. was tokin to alan n LC abt dis thing tt i read.. den we were lyk tokin abt erm.. lets call dem 'bimbo' n 'hello'.. apparently.. alan n LC both dun lyk dem.. den alan said sumthing quite loud.. den i think 'hello' heard it.. hmm.. coz we saw him turn.. bt wat i read frm 'hello' blog.. he is still in gd terms wid eh-hem.. so yar.. complicated stuff.. bt eh-hem seems otherwise.. dunno lar.. bt can c tt dey both dun lyk 'bimbo' n think he is a show-off n stuff.. haiz.. y muz everyone wear a pair of tinted glasses? hmm.. sad sia.. it will b so darn good if everyone has a high level of tolerance.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109784701333186611?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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haiz.. i am currently happy wid wat i am nw.. y muz u juz tok abt it again.. no more long distance relationship for me again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps.. no skool for me today.. coz today gt no paper.. bt tml gt 'AO' chinese n econs can.. me nt scared of chinese.. me oni scared of econs lor.. lyk dun understand the subject at all.. hmm.. muz study real hard today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[memo to u noe hu] u suppose to msg me today abt dis funny camp stuff.. n erm.. abt dis guy tt u were suppose to tell me.. dunno who bt yar.. tupid boy.. make me remind u on my bloggy.. can't u think of a betta way..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109745805458600042?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109745805458600042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the fact tt the boys were making fun of Ren Jie.. coz he is indeed a little *ahem* sissy.. n oso a cry baby.. hmm.. i dun really lyk my grp.. as in compared to my previous.. coz dey r all lyk wat.. pri 4 to pri 6.. all very naughty de.. bt nvm.. i still hv the responsibility to teach dem.. n oso to take care of dem wen we go sunway lagoon for swim camp.. -argh- praying hard tt i get my kids back.. n oso mayb the yong's in my grp.. den i won't get to bored on the bus ride.. wid dem arnd.. it will b the crappiest tym.. heez.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. den headed for hm.. weide n i tok a lot n our way to jurong east.. he was lyk sayin tt he mite b opening up a class for infants for me to teach.. *whee* so happy can.. i juz love dem loads.. as in the infants.. yar.. bt it wld b at Fairway country club.. tho i dunno where is it.. bt yar.. i will keep my saturdays free juz for dem.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawnz* i gonna take a short nap b4 i hit my books.. nitez.. *yawnz*&lt;div 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change.. juz for the worse.. or the better..</title><content type='html'>today got GP paper.. the paper arh.. haiz.. "mei you yong le.. mei you yong le"[no use le] tt was wat i kept sayin the whole day lor.. seriously.. i dun hv much confidence abt dis paper.. n the weather today is so cold.. make me feel so sleepy.. hmm.. tt tupid alan finished his paper quite fast can.. stress me oni lor.. hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the paper.. we waited for jan's lao gong.. den saw nette.. were tokin abt this person who so irritated her.. the name hv to b kept confidential lar.. [duh!] guess dis person irritate tonnes of pple le.. dunno wat caused the change in him.. hmm.. den headed for lunch wid wenyu n jan.. n of coz wid their lao gong lar.. den me b 'osram'.. din really want to tag along.. bt jan n wenyu force me to.. hmm.. so yar.. den after lunch at ala-meen.. wenyu came to my place n study.. hmm.. tok a lot abt a lot of things.. guess pple do change.. either for the better.. or the worse.. hmm.. haiz.. dunno wat to say.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw darn sian can.. can't wait till promo's over.. den i can b free again before all my other programs start coming in.. suppose to hv bbq party at my place on the 23rd.. bt sadly.. the pit is booked for tt day.. so we decided to postpone it till the 30th.. hmm.. so yepps.. promised my mom n dad to go for dinner today.. gotta change.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my bloggies.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/Xiang_sTongueStickinOut.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little rascal xiang xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/Kai.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so blur lookin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo cute.. aren't dey cute.. heez.. kk.. dis 2 little rascals r my cutie pie.. dey r my babies.. both r gonna be a year old soon.. xiang xiang wld b on the 141004.. kai kai will b on the 101004.. heez.. so happy.. hmm.. wat shld i get for dem.. come to think of it.. in another 2 years tym.. dey wld b lyk running all over the place.. hmm.. bt nvm.. it is fun.. dey r so so adorable.. juz love dem so much.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/xue_09/RuiRui2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oldest rascal in the family... rui rui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost left out my other rascal.. dis one is the leader of the 3 rascals in future.. heez.. he is the eldest boy in the family.. n oso.. the most mischievious one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. after somany depressing stuff tt is happenin in my life.. dere is something tt is worth to b very very happy abt.. heez.. my tall-handsome-well mannered-always nice to me-caring John gor gor is gettin married.. heez.. n his wedding date falls on christmas day.. *whee* so happy for him.. he is my playmate since young.. n if i did nt calculate wrongly.. he shld b lyk wat.. erm.. 10 years older den me.. heez.. haven't seen his life partner b4.. bt i trust his taste.. heez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. my december hols darn pack lor.. *tsk* promised my mom tt i wld cancel watever programs i hv frm the 9th dec to 15th dec.. gonna go for a short trip wid my family to phuket.. heard frm my mom tt we gg there for a scuba diving course.. *whee* excited.. anything to do wid water events.. it juz excites me.. heez.. den Warren Golf n Country Club is organising a swim camp.. n dis year it is darn special.. its gonna b at sunway lagoon resort.. 3 days 2 nites.. *cheers* bt the sad thing is tt.. i gotta take charge of the kids who r gg along.. hmm.. guess dey wld moz prob stick to me demselves.. which oso means.. i mite nt hv much fun in the end.. bt wat to do.. hmm.. i am one of the oldest dere.. den dunno wen i gg to auntie sancher's dolphin lodge wid weide, shah, my own family n marcus family.. heez.. will b able to see my fav dolphins.. i will take loads n loads of pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. skool is lyk so depressing nw.. hmm.. coz its lyk wat.. promos starts tml!! n wat.. i am least prepared.. well.. at least tt is wat i think.. hmm.. hope tt we all can get promoted.. as in the whole clix.. hmm.. tho many of us plan to leave for poly nxt year.. bt still.. yepps.. haiz.. my clix lyk got loads of probs.. haiz.. lyk wat liyana say.. so much political issue.. if i were to catch up wid it.. it wld b too difficult.. haiz.. all i can do is to pray hard tt all go well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried.. bt i can't.. sorry ryan..&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/6062638-109722556408043713?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109722556408043713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109722556408043713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-little-rascal-xiang-xiang-so-blur.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109602467300123522</id><published>2004-09-24T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T19:17:53.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes yes.. i haven been very faithful to my blog.. sorry peeps.. was kinda bz for the past week.. hmm.. the AUSTSWIM course ended at last.. n Nathan n Ryan was darn idiotic.. much to the fact tt dey r both interested in me.. bt who cares? anyway.. i am prayin real hard tt i will pass my thoery.. i hardly noe hw to answer can.. -argh- n tt is wat pissed me off.. din have much tym to study can..tell me hw to pass.. n wat.. i hv oni a year to take my bronze medallion along wid my lifesaving.. dis is really taking up more tym den my studies.. bt it seems lyk i am more than willing to do it.. rather den to study.. hmm.. dunno lar.. nw darn tired can.. hmm.. gt so many probs.. haiz.. i am no saint either.. bt i hv decided to 'ren qi tun sheng'.. so yar.. won't explode.. tml gg to woodlands library to study wid esther, zhihao n jun jie.. jan n TK nt confirm yet.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109602467300123522?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109602467300123522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109602467300123522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/09/yes-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109505558042412776</id><published>2004-09-13T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T14:06:20.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. back to blog.. heez.. today is my bday.. yet i am cooped at hm.. bt nvm lar.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx, pok, huda n farid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; coming ltr.. den &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;patsy, bunk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dey all oso.. den got loadsa prezzie.. gt a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orange winnie the pooh pencil box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from my&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;aunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;purple towel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; frm my&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. a -haiz- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pink watch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; frm &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. den a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MP3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; frm my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. n i think &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marcus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liang Jing Ru's new album&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gettin my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ai Qing He Yu soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. sobz.. bt i want the vcd.. i am so obsessed wid tt show noe.. n oso obsessed wid Mike He.. heez.. tts so me.. heez.. dis morning woken up by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sms.. n it was lyk 7.06am can.. woke up den found out gt so many msges.. heez.. gt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;pok, charmaine, matilda, ken, esther,pauline, patsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. all wishin me happy burfday.. thx pple.. heez.. den my gor.. tt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;stanley yap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arh.. rmb wrong date can.. tot tt my bday tml.. haha.. he more blur den me.. heez.. kk.. will b back to blog.. mama wants me to study le.. ciaoz pple.. love u lotsa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109505558042412776?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109505558042412776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109505558042412776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109471100632837164</id><published>2004-09-09T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T14:23:26.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is so so screwed up can.. dunno wats wrong wid it.. can’t seems to update at all.. hmm.. me at hm.. bored bored bored.. btw.. to my dearest frens.. me finished my op le.. so yar.. discharged n everything.. bt my leg is still in pain.. sobz.. won’t  b able to go to skool nxt week.. den cannt celebrate my bday wid my frens.. sobz.. bt nvm.. xx n pok comin nxt Monday.. heez.. esther oso comin over give me hmwk.. hope I can catch up sia.. coz I gg to attend the austrailian swim coach course once I go back to skool le.. so dis month’s schedule damn pack sia.. once I finish the course.. I still hv to do 20 hours attachment at dnno where..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-argh- I miss all my frens.. miss dem sho sho much.. wanna go back to skool as soon as possible..&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/6062638-109471100632837164?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109471100632837164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109471100632837164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-blog-is-so-so-screwed-up-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109395736375169406</id><published>2004-08-31T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T21:02:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blog at last.. hmm.. lets tok abt ytd 1st..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wasn't tt good yar.. coz gt back my results for mgt n GP.. hmm.. failed GP.. bt gt an AO pass for mgt.. hmm.. den was really upset.. me wasn't the oni one who was upset.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhi hao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oso.. he gt probs lar.. bt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was darn hyper frm mornin lor.. hmm.. we kept "moja-in" lor.. ok.. back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;zhi hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. hmm.. i kept pesterin him to tell me.. after some tym.. he wrote it in our orangie booku.. hmm.. n on dis confidin session.. we actually used 4 page.. hmm.. bt at least he say arh.. if nt arh.. he will keep quiet for the rest of the day.. hmm.. den after skool.. me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went to look for ATM machine.. hmm.. tt silly&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. face black black.. y? coz her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wl  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nv call or sms her.. den after i withdraw money liaoz.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called.. den can see her face change immediately lor.. haha.. so tian mi mi'.. den stayed for nite study.. den &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was tellin me abt a lot of things.. shh.. confidential.. n hor.. wah.. tt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arh.. once she stop tokin.. she won't stop de.. haha.. she was half complainin half gossiping lor.. haha.. den after some tym dey left le.. den left me n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. hmm.. yar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;teachers' day celebration&lt;/span&gt;.. the SC did a great job can.. all the songs were great.. den the retro theme was real good.. bt the performance was kinda borin.. yar.. me n jan almost slp.. thk god gt &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhi hao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. he n i was tokin abt dis certain thing.. -argh- terrence can b such a jerk lor.. put words into my mouth.. tell daphne stuff tt i hadn't say.. jz for wat.. to c daph n zhi hao quarrellin over him.. thk god &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;zhi hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; noes everything.. den he hlp me.. heez.. after the whole thing.. went woodlands wid &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx, huda &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; farid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. go study at library.. den i promised to buy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; her fav 'yi tian tu long ji' vcd can.. she is darn obsessed wid the show can.. hmm.. yar.. den came hm.. den &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; say tt she either upgrade my hp plan for me or get me a simple MP3.. for my burfday.. can u believe it.. haha.. so happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. gotta end here.. my&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; sis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is pullin a long face.. coz she wants the com..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109395736375169406?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109395736375169406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109395736375169406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/08/back-to-blog-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109376394423248215</id><published>2004-08-29T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:19:04.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. back to my beloved bloggies.. heez.. today was a good day.. haha.. no rain n stuff.. heez.. i will b the placin judge for the nxt week event.. along wid charmaine n tracy.. heez.. the same old trio.. wonder if evelynn coming.. if she is.. den we can hv the heartiest tym.. haha.. so long dun hv such a feelin le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt leonard arh.. always nt arnd for lesson one lor.. make me take his rascal grp today.. k lar.. nt so bad.. except for the shoutin n stuff.. eh-hem.. den after the lesson.. me, fanny, marcus n vennon sat at 1 corner tokin abt some silly stuff.. bt we were really crappy wen we come together.. heez.. den we tokin abt some issues half way.. den their father.. aka uncle harrison.. say tt he mite b able to get tickets for us to go for the 933 music awards.. *whee* so happy.. while we tokin.. the adults were already holdin a meetin.. n seriously.. i dun even noe tt the meetin start le.. din even join in lor.. thk god uncle thomas nv say anything.. haha.. i juz continue my chat wid marcus dey all at another corner.. heez.. nottie gal..&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/6062638-109376394423248215?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109376394423248215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109376394423248215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmm_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109352462899375575</id><published>2004-08-26T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T20:50:28.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm..notice tt I hv been bloggin quite a lot lately.. hmm.. due to some reasons.. rather illogical.. bt yar.. I actually agreed.. hmm.. kk.. shan't elaborate b4 &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenyu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; screams at me wen she noes it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. skool kinda sux today.. bin yawnin non stop the whole day.. n worse of all.. I slept really really early ytd lor..hmm.. den suppose to stay back for nite study tonite.. bt was &lt;em&gt;–argh-&lt;/em&gt; too tired to..  got back majority of my paper.. n the grades r really demoralisin.. &lt;em&gt;–argh-&lt;/em&gt; for nw.. I oni hv 1 A n 1AO pass.. Sobz.. really sad oni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. heard frm &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;farid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tt &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AKE&lt;/span&gt; is in for a treat tml.. heard tt &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ms cheah&lt;/span&gt; is orderin pizza for us tml.. hmm.. bt I dun think I can go for the treat.. coz me n 2 other poor things hv to go for dc.. try figurin wats dc.. haha.. hmm.. me a bit hyper nw can.. me &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; influence me de.. she was so hyper while waitin for the shuttle bus.. I dunno whether to say tt my sis was too noisy or &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;han sen&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is jz too quiet.. hmm.. shld b he too quiet b.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth else to say le.. hmm.. I hv typed abt wat happen today le.. take ur tym to read ba.. hmm.. yar..  nth else tt i can say to u.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its all over.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109352462899375575?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109352462899375575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109352462899375575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmm_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109334409011229358</id><published>2004-08-24T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T15:18:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. last day of common test.. at last.. hmm.. as usual.. din balance my balance sheet.. -argh- gek si wo le.. after the paper.. headed for the canteen.. hmm.. discussed for quite some tym.. den headed for queensway.. honestly.. i was darn pissed off k.. it seems lyk &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tresa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is so so against me k.. watever i say.. she will b against.. bt i juz kept quiet.. den at mac.. dey were tokin so loudly abt wat gg overseas at the end of the year as a class.. hmm.. i guess i will think abt it ba.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenyu, jan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; alan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seems to b against it.. dey say tt all they can do is tok abt it.. bt nt really doin it.. i dunno.. bt i confirm i won't go.. tt is if such event really exist in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wat.. our jersey wld b adidas.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yellow &lt;/span&gt;base n black stripes.. lyk wat &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; say.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;b&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; b&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;.. bt wat can i say.. dey insisted on the color.. hmm.. me cldn't really care le.. jz let dem decide wateva dey may want to.. i wash my hands of le.. since dey hv decided on everything.. den wateva i say doesn't seems to b of any use..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew* after the whole event.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, jan, wenyu, alan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; headed for town.. we went to gt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jan's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; phoneline 1st.. den the salesguy lyk tryin to flirt wid us lyk tt.. haha.. hmm.. how i wish i can change my phone plan.. bt doubt &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt; will alow.. mayb nt dis year ba.. den &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jan, wenyu&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bought dis data card n share.. nxt tym can download more ringtones n games.. haha.. den went to look for sister shirley.. bt apparently.. her shift is at 2.. so tok to neco n paul for a while.. den &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; treated us to sushi tei.. *yumyum* den went back to look for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sister shirley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. wen i was tokin to her.. tt tupid &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;neco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kip teasin me lor.. *hmph* den tt tupid &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kip yaya-in to me.. say until lyk he very clever lyk tt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went back to look for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;auntie qing er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... den she was complainin to me abt dis new staff.. very disrespectful to her n stuff.. den act supervisor n everything.. haiyo.. my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;precious auntie qing er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; leh.. hw can treat her so badly.. none of us dare to b rude to auntie qing er lor.. den the way she tok to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiawei &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oso very rude lor.. hmm.. so fierce to him.. hmm.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;poor jiawei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. knocked into sumone's car.. the worst part is tt.. he bang into it while parking lor.. n the car belong's to our boss's son's fren's car.. hmm.. den he kip teasin me today.. haha..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; auntie qing er, jiawei, neco, paul, sister shirley, billy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; joanne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; say tt i changed a lot le.. slim down n stuff.. partly coz i was sick n stuff.. so yar.. hees.. tt&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; jiawei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; keep makin fun of me.. say i blush very easily.. den kip makin me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wenyu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was kinda sad over some incident.. hmm.. guess the impact is quite big.. poor gal.. hmm.. den headed hm.. online n stuff.. went blog trailin.. den read &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*his*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blog.. hmm.. yar.. mayb we shall juz wait until after his A levels n everything den decide ba.. dun wanna affect his studies n stuff.. yepps.. n oso.. we shld understand each other better b4 we commit into anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109334409011229358?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109334409011229358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109334409011229358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmm_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109326482869384959</id><published>2004-08-23T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T20:40:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. wat can i say.. today's chinese paper quite ok lar.. nt tt difficult.. bt the 'tian xie han zi' oni answered 2 correctly.. n tt tupid&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; keep kickin my chair lor.. den i so fed up tt i used my water bottle to hit his leg.. n guess wat.. he got the ability to tok to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; durin the paper lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the paper.. the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 of us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went to the canteen n study.. bt apparently it was too noisy.. hmm.. n &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hansen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gave me a tiny card.. very cute.. coz the envelope got many many &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;stars&lt;/span&gt;.. n a rabbit.. heez.. n the card was full of &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; tulips.. hmm.. very nice.. lyk it a lot.. kk.. enuff of tt part.. hmm.. den headed for the library.. was actually confidin in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; b4 studyin.. den she left for her chemistry paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den me n &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esther&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did a/cs.. coz tml is a/cs paper.. which is oso the last paper.. at last.. hmm.. den after chem paper.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; called n ask if can go my place play pool.. coz she is quite pissed off.. lyk i wld say no to her.. so we toked a lot a lot.. abt &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;relationship, frenship&lt;/span&gt;.. practically wateva probs tt we r currently facin.. bt at the same tym.. both of us was lyk bein so crappy.. play pool until very crazy lor.. if the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were to noe of it.. we will moz prob b the laughin stock for the day.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention tt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; look very bothered today.. dunno wat happen to him.. kk.. i made dis comment is nt b'coz i still harbour feelins for him or wanna patch up wid him.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[its better to get things straight into u pple's brain.. b4 sum idiots go gossip abt the wrong things..]&lt;/span&gt; its lyk.. hmm.. i heard frm sumone tt he is quite pissed off wid some issue.. den heard frm another tt he pissed half the class off.. hmm.. dun really noe wat happen.. bt yar.. as a fren.. hope tt he is ok yar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited k.. gonna attend the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;STC guitar ensemble concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. miss my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juniors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a lot a lot.. gonna go wid &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;xx, pok, zash n patsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. hopes &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;patsy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wld join us yar.. bt the concert starts at 6pm lor.. 6pm k.. n wat.. angklung oni ends at 6pm due to teachers' day rehearsal.. -argh- gonna leave early for the sake of my juniors.. yepps.. tired le.. wanna go rest le.. so i gonna stop here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hmm.. tired is all i can say.. i think abt wat u said last nite  today.. wanna settle things between us once n for all.. bt seems lyk all u can think of is to patch up.. wat can i say.. i no longer hv any trust in u.. it is runnin thin.. soon.. it will b gone.. jz lyk us nw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109326482869384959?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109326482869384959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109326482869384959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmm_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109315108239084232</id><published>2004-08-22T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T13:04:42.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. back to blog again.. yepps.. sobz.. i haven been feelin well lately noe.. feel so tired n stuff.. bt can't take MC or watsoever.. coz wat.. i am havin common test nw.. -argh- i think i will do darn badly for common test.. econs n maths were total killers.. i hardly noe wat i was crappin abt.. mgt n GP so-so lar.. bt doubt i will do well.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; hansen's&lt;/span&gt; blog jz nw.. kinda shock.. bt shan't elaborate too much on tt.. hmm.. yar.. can't elaborate too much either.. hmm.. tok to him last nite for lyk 2 hours odd.. tok abt practically anything under the sun.. hmm.. on the 2nd tot.. it shld b the moon.. [coz it was at nite.. so duh!!] den headed for bed at arnd 10 plus.. coz i am sick n tired waitin for tt rubber tym ronnie to call me.. so i cldn't b bothered n jz headed for my lala-land [aka dreamland].. den in the middle of the nite.. a phonecall jz hv to come in.. n silly me forgt to switch my hp mode to silent mode.. i tot it was ronnie n i picked up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bt haiz.. still him.. kinda tired of receivin his phonecalls n stuff.. tired of listenin to his patch-up theory.. hw to patch wen the trust is no longer dere.. hmm.. kinda tired after breakin n patchin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109315108239084232?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109315108239084232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109315108239084232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109299875204059228</id><published>2004-08-20T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T06:09:35.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hv nt been bloggin for a very very long tym.. haha.. hmm.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dis is a note for all who went to see the AKE performance held at the esplanade: thank you for attendin the performance.. love u pple so so much.. heez.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i hv nt bin bloggin for such a long tym.. i shall update my blog nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;[150804]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr chua's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; performance.. met up wid &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esther&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at clementi 1st.. den went to hv lunch.. she was sumhw lyk tellin me hw dulan she was n stuff.. den met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wenyu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;at newton.. headed for ACS barker.. *shocked* guess who did i see.. i saw&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can.. omg can.. den he was lyk tryin to tok to me n stuff.. den accordin to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. he kept lookin at me.. dey were lyk tryin to block me frm him usin&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TK's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; newspaper n stuff.. hmm.. den &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;han sen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came to pick us up after the performance.. den tt tupid &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; arh.. make us so paiseh can.. hmm.. after he alighted dem at town.. we headed straight to my gramp's.. n erm.. my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; saw us.. n told my&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;granny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; abt it.. -argh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[160804-180804]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so anxious can.. was so nervous for the performance at esplanade lor.. hmm.. lets c who went dere to support me.. my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parents n the 2 monkeys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went dere on the 1st nite.. n my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; actually lyks the performance.. tho he kept sayin tt his purpose to go dere is jz to send me hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den on the 2nd day.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jan, esther, weiliang&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; TK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went.. my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;granddaddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oso.. den to my surprise.. my 2 juniors drop by lor.. so happy to c dem lor.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see weng&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;gracia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. den got loads of hugs frm dem.. felt so loved by dem.. bt on the same nite.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azmi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;told us tt he was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEAVIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; us the nxt day.. gg for police academy.. sobz.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;n&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;jz broke down lor.. den we decided to do sumthing for him.. oh yar.. for gt to tell u pple tt&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;nicholas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;was dere too.. den wen me n &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were tokin to luq tt tym.. he came n join the conversation.. as usual tryin to me an attention seeker.. hmm.. den me n&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; walked as fast as we can to mrs fields.. so tt we can order &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;azmi's&lt;/span&gt; cookie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last.. the last day.. which is oso the 3rd day.. hmm.. n oso&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;azmi's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;last day.. went to collect &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azmi's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cookie in a rush.. den went back to do his photo album.. hmm.. was quite a rushy thing.. bt it was for our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear azmi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. so however rushy it may b.. we will still do it.. den erm.. my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;granny, granddaddy, auntie n uncle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went dere to support me.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tracy, hansen, veron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n her stead was dere too.. hmm den my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;granny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; caught &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;han sen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; givin me flower.. den she was lyk sayin non stop.. hmm.. my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;granny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is nt the oni one lar huh.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx, pok n huda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oso.. den at the end of the whole thing.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;han sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; waited for me.. coz we still hv to give &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;azmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; his prezzie.. den after all the cryin n everythin.. we went hm le.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;han sen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; accompany me to clementi.. den my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pick me up frm clementi.. n tt silly mum of mine left her towel at her client's place.. so sotong can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. tts all i guess.. anyway.. hmm.. my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; arh.. especially&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LC&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;arh.. has been teasin me abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;han sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can.. coz wat.. i msgin me n tok to him.. hmm.. lyk wat.. i oso tok to u all n msg u all wat.. -pengz- so dun anyhw anyhw arh.. hehe.. anyway.. i gtg le.. chaos..&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/6062638-109299875204059228?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109299875204059228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109299875204059228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-hv-nt-been-bloggin-for-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109125098950307684</id><published>2004-07-31T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T13:16:29.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bin kinda bz for the past week.. haiz.. some sad stuff bt nvm.. i really dunno whether to cont wid the relationship a nt.. i am in a whirl of mind nw.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. ytd was the pre-u 3s farewell party.. yepps. the deco went on quite messily.. bt nvm.. dey gt it done up well too.. haiz.. i feel as tho i am of no hlp can.. coz &lt;b&gt;Xx&lt;/b&gt; say i can't climb up n hlp.. so sad sia.. haiz.. den &lt;i&gt;sumone&lt;/i&gt; jz hv to threaten to leave.. haiz.. nt tt i dislike her or wat.. pls lor.. i hv gt more than enuff trouble lor.. thk god &lt;b&gt;jan, esther n wen yu&lt;/B&gt; was dere for me.. haiz.. den wen i tot tt all wld b fine.. tt &lt;i&gt;sumone&lt;/i&gt; jz hv to b sarcastic to me.. wateva lor.. i hv gtenuff le.. i jz started cryin.. haiz.. den my leg hurt so much..hw i wish i died from pain man.. den dun hv to suffer dis way.. still, the party went on great.. we sang 3 songs.. reflection, more than words n pass it on.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. the date is gettin nearer n nearer.. hope i won't receive any bad new.. pray hard.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109125098950307684?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109125098950307684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109125098950307684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/07/bin-kinda-bz-for-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-109066902885849458</id><published>2004-07-24T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T19:37:08.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things r nt gettin in hand for me.. so many things r happenin to me nw.. i really dunno wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hw many tyms hv i wanted to tell u tt we can nv b togeder bt i can't bring myself to do so.. i had so many chance to tell u tt.. bt i din pluck the courage to.. we both noe tt it is impossible to b togeder.. bt y can't u jz face it.. y can't u jz accept the fact n get on wid ur life.. we both hv our own family.. i can't jz abandon dem for ur sake.. u can do so.. bt i can't.. my family carries great hope upon me.. i can't let dem down.. watsmore.. i am the eldest among the sibling.. i can't disappoint dem by doin dis..&amp;nbsp;besides.. it is taiwan tt u r sayin..do u think&amp;nbsp;dey wld even allow..&amp;nbsp;i dun deny tt i still hv feelings for u.. bt.. we seriously can't b 2geder.. lets jz face it.. n get on wid our own life.. haiz.. tt is wat i wanna tell u frm a long long tym ago.. &lt;b&gt;YULENG&lt;/b&gt;.. tt is wat i wanna tell u frm the start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;me n dear ok le.. shld b ba.. we tok things out ytd.. den we made an agreement.. hmm.. been so upset coz of him.. he is &lt;b&gt;1 big big dumbo&lt;/b&gt; who made me upset.. bt nvm.. i still love him as much.. coz he din mean to do tt to me.. n he explain.. so i can't b reasonable rite.. hmm.. my com is spoilt.. so can't blog tt often.. sobz.. been stayin back for study nite lately.. hmm.. 1sy nite was ok lar.. jz tt it was more of a nite laughter.. than nite study.. haha.. bt 2nd nite was so scary can.. hmm.. coz we had some spooky toks.. thks to zhi hao.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abt &lt;b&gt;T.K n jan&lt;/b&gt;.. i dunno lar.. esther n wenyu is rite lor.. if nt for us teasin dem.. i dun think jan wld b so serious abt it lor.. dey tonite gonna watch movie together.. n hor.. &lt;b&gt;jan&lt;/b&gt; seems happy abt it.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haiz.. me own prob can't even settle.. hw to hlp others.. tired oni.. tml gt to work 2 shifts.. hope my leg can 'tahan'.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-109066902885849458?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109066902885849458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/109066902885849458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/07/things-r-nt-gettin-in-hand-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108998598739729747</id><published>2004-07-16T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T21:59:59.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. many things hv been happenin to me.. i dunno wat to do.. i really dunno.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;many things had been happenin.. bt still i hv to wish&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;14th July 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jason!! HaPpY 20th BiRtHDaY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muz rmb to shower me wid ur love n care.. tt is wat u hv promise hor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;LiangKai!! HaPpY 17th BiRtHDaY!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;done wid the wishin of birthday.. kinda late.. bt still.. yar.. so so happy.. hmm.. &lt;b&gt;dear&lt;/b&gt; said tt he wld b back for my birthday.. hmm.. patiently waitin.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bt &lt;b&gt;dear&lt;/b&gt; disappoint me quite a lot.. ermz.. nt quite.. bt really really disappoint me.. haiz.. he actually forgot tt it was our anni.. n he forgot to call me.. n of coz.. haiz.. he did sumthin else.. i really dunno whether i can tolerate nt.. i noe he has his needs.. bt stil.. haiz.. as long as i dun see it wid my on eyes.. or watsoever.. i won't say a thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;actually i feel quite fortunate to hv him as my bf.. coz he went thru my past wid me n everything.. mayb tts wat makes our relationship so different n strong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;strong?! mite nt b the rite word.. haiz..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;hmm.. today's angklung nt very very gd for me.. i fel so useless can.. can't even hlp to carry instruments.. coz &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt; dun allow.. *sobz* bt i noe tt she is doin dis for my own good.. bt still.. hmm.. i ended up sittin in MR cuttin our cute little black garbage bag.. gotta prepare for the backdrop.. mayb coz i ytd walk too much or wat.. den today oso quite hoppy n stuff.. durin angklung.. me leg hurts lyk nobody's business.. n den my head was lyk spinnin n spinnin.. n my heart hurt so so much can.. haiz.. i wanted to show tt nth much had happen.. bt i cldn't.. the pain&amp;nbsp;was too much for me to take.. eventually.. i cried.. nw got a lot of pple noe lyk tt.. &lt;b&gt;shuning, xx, wenyu, esther, janice, zhihao, ms wee n amanda..&lt;/b&gt; i feel so tired&amp;nbsp;n painful.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shld i or shld i nt.. tho i told dem tt i am willin to take it.. bt still i am unsure of it.. i am afraid of pain.. i really dunno wats becomin of me.. all i am afraid is tt.. the waitin of tml.. is gettin longer than i expect.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&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/6062638-108998598739729747?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108998598739729747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108998598739729747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/07/hmm_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-10896376559040588</id><published>2004-07-12T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T21:07:35.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.. today quite ok lar.. nth much to say.. my mama today in a good mood.. she cooked chilli crab for us.. &lt;b&gt;*yumyum*&lt;/b&gt;  me nw so full.. heez..  kinda contented wid my dinner.. hmm..  I was watchin the charity show ytd.. hmm.. &lt;b&gt;*sniff*&lt;/b&gt; dey r really poor things noe.. hmm… I cried while watchin the segments of the patients..  i  was so touched by the strong-willed patients.. n my family did several calls.. hmm. So nice of dem rite.. I used &lt;b&gt;dear dear&lt;/b&gt; phone to call oso.. n wen he come to noe of it.. he din do much screamin.. hmm.. he actually called me last nite to crap.. half of the tym slpin.. n wen I really wanna slp tt tym.. my alarm clock rang.. sobz.. den I was so so tired durin GP lor.. hmm.. so tired.. muz go finish my hmwk.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;h6&gt;he still haven contact me today.. sobz..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-10896376559040588?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/10896376559040588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/10896376559040588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108946896338551963</id><published>2004-07-10T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T22:16:03.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blog.. &lt;b&gt;kai kai&lt;/b&gt; really brighten my day.. once i step into my gramp's place.. he jz start smilin n chucklin.. love him so so much.. played wid him until my parents came to pick me up.. bt in the end. we stayed until 5.30.. coz dey wanna play wid tt little rascal.. hmm.. was chattin wid &lt;b&gt;dear dear&lt;/b&gt;.. so so fun.. coz we were blog hoppin.. actually.. it was me alone.. bt he accompanied me too.. goona stop here.. wanna slp le.. tml still gonna work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108946896338551963?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108946896338551963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108946896338551963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/07/back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108944261027603768</id><published>2004-07-10T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T21:37:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heez.. back to blog again.. so happy.. &lt;h4&gt;dear dear&lt;/b&gt; tag me..&lt;/h4&gt;angklung was real fun ytd.. except for the fact tt PB hv to keep playin.. coz we din get our tempo rite.. heez.. bt nvm.. we gt it rite at last.. &lt;b&gt;huda&lt;/b&gt; was quite upset.. coz &lt;b&gt;ms wee&lt;/b&gt; was kinda pickin on her.. tt poor gal.. feel so upset.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; told me tt she chose &lt;b&gt;marc&lt;/b&gt;.. so so happy for her.. &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. my results all very very kns.. hmm.. oni manage to get 1 A n 1 AO.. tts all.. outta 6 sub.. oni pass 2.. sobz.. bt no point cryin over spilt milk.. shall work harder for the upcomin common test n promo exams.. anyway.. &lt;b&gt;wenyu&lt;/b&gt; hasnt bin in a very gd mood for the past 2 days.. still tot she angry wid me or sumthin.. &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; was in a dilema of thinkin of wat her choice shld b.. &lt;b&gt;jan&lt;/b&gt; is upset over ronald.. bt nvm.. it shld all b ok le.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. gtg liaoz.. muz go out early n drop by &lt;b&gt; dear dear&lt;/b&gt; place.. n do a bit of a clean up.. den muz rush off to my granny's.. b back to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108944261027603768?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108944261027603768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108944261027603768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/07/heez.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108902387607386339</id><published>2004-07-05T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T18:37:56.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no mood to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chatted wid &lt;b&gt;dear&lt;/b&gt; frm 2.23am dis mornin.. until 5.16am.. den he had to hang up.. coz he had to proceed to the departure hall.. hmm.. my heart was achin the whole tym.. hmm.. went to buy the &lt;b&gt;marimo&lt;/b&gt;.. the one me n &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; saw the other tym.. bt it was out of stock.. i went to buy it.. to rmb dis day.. hmm.. i am gg to tell him tt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood le.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108902387607386339?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108902387607386339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108902387607386339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/07/no-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108893538949464412</id><published>2004-07-04T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T18:06:37.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;i hate the tot of *you* leavin.. yet *you*still hv to leave.. i love u tonnes&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to blog again.. its been a long long tym ever since i blog.. hmm.. exams r over n everythin.. heard frm &lt;b&gt;mr tan&lt;/b&gt; tt i passed my POA paper.. bt my results i can't b really bothered le.. i noe i won't do really well.. coz my concentration isn't dere.. so many things happen b4 the papers.. hw in the world am i suppose to concentrate.. anyway.. watever.. i mite b gg poly in the end.. i hv gt enuff of the nonsense between the few of us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dear&lt;/b&gt; is leavin tml.. &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; it hurts me jz to think tt he is leavin tml.. n oso the fact tt he is leavin.. n i felt so guilt stricken with the fact tt i din do the one thing tt i promise him to.. n tt is to get my &lt;b&gt;spirit away dvd&lt;/b&gt; back frm &lt;b&gt;amanda&lt;/b&gt; n watch it wid him.. actually dian said tt she will hlp me collect it frm &lt;b&gt;amanda&lt;/b&gt;.. bt she wasn't feelin well.. n kept apologizin.. hmm.. &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; asked her to take care.. n dun care abt the dvd le.. sobz.. i felt so bad.. den &lt;b&gt;amanda&lt;/b&gt; say tt she mite get &lt;b&gt;liangkai&lt;/b&gt; to pass the dvd to &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt;.. hahz.. dun even tok abt it.. i kindly msg &lt;b&gt;liangkai&lt;/b&gt;.. bt he din even reply.. lyk wth.. i already ask kindly n everything lor.. pls lor.. the whole issue is nt abt whther i am bitchy a not.. bt jz askin a favour.. its lyk &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt;wateva lar.. sumore the info he gt abt me bein bitchy is totally untrue lor.. sum moron went to twist n turn the fact of it.. &lt;b&gt;dear&lt;/b&gt; was quite angry tt i went to asked &lt;b&gt;liangkai&lt;/b&gt; to hlp me.. n oso me nt able to get it back after so many days of reminder.. hmm.. bt he manage to get the dvd frm his fren.. hmm.. glad tt he enjoyed the show.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to &lt;b&gt;stc&lt;/b&gt; yesterday.. waited for &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt; bt her lesson was delayed.. so i went widout her.. hmm.. saw &lt;b&gt;ms lee&lt;/b&gt;.. chatted quite a while.. collected my cert den rush down to centrepoint.. &lt;b&gt;dear&lt;/b&gt; send me dere.. hehe.. bt we ended up quarrellin.. den went ono our separate ways.. &lt;b&gt;hmph&lt;/b&gt;coz my aunt was waitin.. hmm.. den we went to eat &lt;b&gt;fish n co.&lt;/b&gt; yumyum!! den my went shoppin wid her.. she bought quite a no. of things for me.. &lt;br /&gt;den after tt went to meet him.. coz he say he wants to meet me.. den he gave me a pink bag.. inside gt a black bag.. n winnie the pooh biscuit.. &lt;b&gt;muackz&lt;/b&gt; he leavin tml.. hmm.. he has a really really flight to catch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;h3&gt; 08:00     JL712   Tokyo-Narita  terminal 1  checkin row11  gateC2  &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early rite.. oh yar.. did i mention tt i watched &lt;b&gt;spider-man2&lt;/b&gt; already.. it is a great show.. went to watch wid &lt;b&gt;wenyu, esther n jan&lt;/b&gt;.. hmm.. our conversation was real funny man.. n the joke abt &lt;B&gt;wei ba&lt;/b&gt;.. it will b our classic joke.. haha.. n oso.. &lt;b&gt;xx n dian&lt;/b&gt; came to my place to play pool.. it was real fun man..hmm.. we had all kinds of styles of playin pool n oso.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;i Love *you* so much.. will miss *you* so much..&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108893538949464412?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108893538949464412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108893538949464412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-hate-tot-of-you-leavin.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108841228384119388</id><published>2004-06-28T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T16:44:54.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suppose to b studyin nw.. bt.. decided to take a rest.. to many things to settle.. hehe.. i hlp my sis &lt;b&gt;[honey]&lt;/b&gt; to prepare her lunch box today.. so happy noe.. dunno y lar.. bt 1st tym prepare for her.. all along prepare food stuff oni for my stead one.. hehe.. bt her lunch box quit nice noe.. jap rice.. her fav egg.. bbq eel.. quite nice rite.. sumore all i cook one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. suppose to go skool to study wid &lt;b&gt;xx n dian&lt;/b&gt; today.. bt decidednt to go n stay at hm.. coz was workin until 3am ytd.. hmm.. terrible gal arh.. exams is in lyk less than 24 hours.. still can go work nite shift.. heez.. bt nt bad lar.. work frm 12am to 3am.. earn 30 bucks leh.. quite an amt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; came to return my bike ytd.. tok abt alot of thing.. me n &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt;.. &lt;b&gt;shiqi&lt;/b&gt; n me n &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt;.. esther n marc.. hmm.. we jz tok a lot abt our probs.. den my mom ask &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; to stay for dinner.. den she cried.. haiz.. due to some reason.. walked her out to her bus stop.. den sat at the bus stop alone.. tot thru a lot of stuff.. den slowly walk home.. haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*he*&lt;/b&gt; called me last nite.. at last.. tellin me tt &lt;b&gt;*he*&lt;/b&gt; nids to go overseas.. hmm.. &lt;b&gt;*he*&lt;/b&gt; ask me to wait for &lt;b&gt;*him&lt;/b&gt;.. bt wen i ask hw long.. &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt; say can't confirm.. mayb for a couple of months.. hmm.. den i told him tt i will b &lt;b&gt;single bt non-available&lt;/b&gt;.. jz for &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt;.. den &lt;b&gt;*he*&lt;/b&gt; was lyk darn hyper wen &lt;b&gt;*he*&lt;/b&gt; heard me say dis.. den i added on.. 'bt if i meet sumone better den i will dump u.." tryin to kid &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt; bt wat &lt;b&gt;*he*&lt;/b&gt; said really touches me.. "u will nv dump a guy lyk me.. coz no one noes u better den me.." den we tok abt &lt;b&gt;shiqi&lt;/b&gt;.. &lt;b&gt;*he*&lt;/b&gt; said tt he tok to her le.. n he say tt he nt gonna care abt her.. hmm.. dunno whether wat he said is true a nt.. bt i told him tt "if she nids u.. i dun mind u hlpin her.." hmm.. guess things between me n &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt; r gettin back on the rite track..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom went to clementi.. to pass my sis sumthing.. den &lt;b&gt;*he*&lt;/b&gt; came.. jz waited outside for me.. den we tok abt lots of things.. n he went back lyk after 20 mins.. coz he gotta rush for work.. dun even noe y he come for.. -pengz-  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108841228384119388?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108841228384119388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108841228384119388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/suppose-to-b-studyin-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108822312789994086</id><published>2004-06-26T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T12:12:07.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skool's gona start soon.. real soon.. in less than 48 hours tym.. bt i dun hv to go to skool on monday.. heez.. coz i dun hv any paper.. my 1st paper wld b on tues.. &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; tts fast.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my com was givin me loads of probs ytd.. the network connection jz disconnect non-stop.. n &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt;.. it pissed me off.. kk.. anyway.. was chattin wid &lt;b&gt;gracie&lt;/b&gt; last nite.. n she told me abt those stuff.. &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; i can't believe tt it is happenin to me.. wateva it may b.. i guess the oni way i can do.. is to brave thru it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am all alone at hm.. hmm..gettin real bored.. my sis went for a tupid exam.. hmm.. n i din even noe.. wat am i gona do at hm.. nvm.. i shall go hit my books.. b back later.. love everyone who reads my blog.. &lt;b&gt;*muacks*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108822312789994086?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108822312789994086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108822312789994086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/skools-gona-start-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108817585268720278</id><published>2004-06-25T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T11:42:20.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fine.. jz quarrelled wid my sis over some tupid issue.. -argh- she is so so petty over tt height stuff.. n kept screamin at the top of her voice.. hello.. i have enuff probs.. so stop ur screamin.. okok.. tt was jz me in a fit of anger.. anyway.. i noe hw she actually feel.. so i am nt gg to scream any further.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. so many probs for me to face.. i dun wanna face it.. pls.. jz let me run away frm it.. jz let me run away frm it.. i am too tired to carry on.. probs wid &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt;.. probs wid my fren whom i tot will nv backstab me again.. probs wid everything.. haiz.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108817585268720278?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108817585268720278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108817585268720278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108813252206493975</id><published>2004-06-25T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T11:02:02.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blog.. haha.. less than 24 hours rite.. nvm.. i am in a gd mood.. dunno y.. mayb woke up on the correct side of the bed at last.. hehe.. &lt;b&gt;tupid xiao xuan&lt;/b&gt; say i sparstic noe.. jz coz i make fun of her.. &lt;b&gt;-hmph-&lt;/b&gt; ltr gg bb to eat lunch.. den &lt;b&gt;xx n dian&lt;/b&gt; nid to get their pencil box stocked up.. hmm.. i did mine yesterday le.. so dun hv to do le.. i gtg soon.. gotta start muggin.. &lt;b&gt;muackz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108813252206493975?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108813252206493975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108813252206493975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108807484260295799</id><published>2004-06-24T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T20:15:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven bin bloggin for a long long tym.. hmm.. anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;[200604]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm sunday.. wat did i do.. i stayed in warren the whole day lor.. coz gotta work whole day.. thx to &lt;b&gt;uncle thomas, weide n leonard&lt;/b&gt; all nt comin together.. den tried to slp in the swimmin room between the 2 lessons.. bt found it real hard to slp.. hmm.. it is lyk gt phone calls.. den msges.. hmm.. bt nvm lar.. the grp i took in the afternoon was real cute noe.. especially &lt;b&gt;gideon n dillon&lt;/b&gt;.. dey really rulez my day.. heez.. sound kinda gaga over dem.. den went to celebrate &lt;b&gt;father's day&lt;/b&gt; wid my dad n grand-daddy.. went to eat prata.. haha.. weird rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;[210604]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. monday.. &lt;b&gt;xx n pok&lt;/b&gt; came to my place early in the mornin.. we were suppose to write the name on the paper plates.. bt tot tt it wasn't neccessary.. so we did away wid it.. went to pick &lt;b&gt;marcus, vennon, shawn n angel&lt;/b&gt; frm clementi.. den went to play bball wid dem.. dey arh.. very ah beng one.. play bball gt so much vulgarities one lor.. -pengz- wat a bunch of juniors i have.. den &lt;b&gt;me, pok n xx&lt;/b&gt; went off early to get the stuff done.. haha.. den wen we took &lt;b&gt;ms wee's&lt;/b&gt; car.. she drive 1 car gt a lot of things to say abt 1 lor.. heez.. lyk my dad.. heez.. the &lt;b&gt;AKE bbq&lt;/b&gt; was fun.. haha.. was wid &lt;b&gt;shu ning&lt;/b&gt; at one corner.. we were tokin until &lt;b&gt;ms wee&lt;/b&gt; came along.. den she oso noe le.. hmm.. &lt;b&gt;ms wee&lt;/b&gt; is really nice.. haiz.. den &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; was suppose to come n pick me up.. bt he was wid tt gal.. so end up.. my mum pick me up.. n he accompany the gal.. really dunno wat was i thinkin.. i jz kept quiet abt it.. n let the matter rest.. mayb &lt;b&gt;grace&lt;/b&gt; is rite.. i shld hv complete trust in him.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;[220604]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. tuesday.. lets c.. gt kinda pissed off.. &lt;i&gt;bitchy? me?!&lt;/i&gt; i was said to b tt by &lt;b&gt;sumone whom i loved b4&lt;/b&gt; wateva. thinkin abt it nw.. no comments to it.. if he thinks tt i am bitchy.. may it b the case.. at least those tt i can rely on doesn't think of it tt way.. bt was really pissed off by it wen i received the msg.. bt soon forgotten quickly.. thx to my &lt;b&gt;baby cousins&lt;/b&gt;.. dey r so so adorable.. playin wid dem jz made me forget all.. n even to forgive.. weird huh?! bt my &lt;b&gt;baby cousins&lt;/b&gt; jz gt a way.. haha.. was lyk havin a family gatherin.. was so heart warmin to c all of us take tym off to come together.. heez.. den &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; called me.. bt i jz hang up.. dun wanna hear him n ruin my nite wid my family.. den my sis n i had a long nite tok.. she told me abt her crush n all.. it will b lyk once in a blue moon tt she will confide all to me.. so yar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;[230604]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wednesday.. which is oso yesterday.. went to skool in the mornin.. den went to meet marcus at cck.. so left &lt;b&gt;xx, dian n nadifa&lt;/b&gt; earlier.. den went to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;angel's&lt;/b&gt; place to take my notes back.. can u believe it.. went all the way to jelapang to get 2 sets of notes.. den went to watch &lt;b&gt;marcus n angel&lt;/b&gt; play bball.. waited for my sis to come den go cck lot 1.. &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; called me at nite.. i was suppose to b slpin.. coz i gotta work at midnite.. bt was tokin to  &lt;br /&gt;him on the phone.. den i guess we clear.. n of coz.. we r still together.. hmm.. we r both carryin the same hope.. n tt is to brave thru the obstacle.. hope tt we can do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;[240604]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at hm n nua today.. woke up aarnd 1pm today.. a bit pig rite.. bt can’t blame lar.. coz I work frm 12am to 5am.. reach hm arnd 5.30pm.. den by the tym I bath n get ready for bed.. it was 6am le lor.. den &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt; msg to tell me dey nt gg skool.. so I decided to slp longer.. haha.. den studied a/cs at hm.. haha.. so guai rite.. -bleah- received a gd news frm &lt;b&gt;darling esther&lt;/b&gt;.. heez.. so happy for her.. hope tt she found the love tt she yearn.. yepps.. guess tts all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108807484260295799?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108807484260295799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108807484260295799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/haven-bin-bloggin-for-long-long-tym.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108757607421941401</id><published>2004-06-19T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T00:36:25.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.. gg thru so much nw.. no mood to type n everything.. feel so down n stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went IMM jz nw.. wid &lt;b&gt;xx, pok, luq, azmi n farid&lt;/b&gt; went for dinner 1st.. azmi hv a very huge appetite noe.. he lyk eat non stop one.. den proceeded to giant.. went to check out the price n stuff.. tml gg to buy.. den bring hm n store.. heez.. &lt;b&gt;ms wee&lt;/b&gt; will b pickin us up frm my place to &lt;b&gt;ms teh's&lt;/b&gt; place on monday.. den &lt;b&gt;xx, pok n farid&lt;/b&gt; comin to my house early in the mornin on monday.. to prepare everythin.. heez.. den wait for &lt;b&gt;ms wee&lt;/b&gt; grand arrival.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. think tt is all.. very tired frm everything.. regardless if it is skool or relationship stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6&gt;i am holdin on.. holdin on real tite.. coz i dun wish to fall.. neither do i wish to lose u..&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108757607421941401?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108757607421941401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108757607421941401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108745140981198413</id><published>2004-06-17T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T15:27:13.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess today's entry will b very very long.. coz i am very very bored.. anyway.. jz nw chat wid &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt;.. tt poor gal.. waitin for tt sumone to call her until so impatient le.. haiz.. den we over there usin all our brain juice.. tryin to think of a way to contact him.. at last.. tot of a way le.. so called him lor.. den suay suay he nt at hm.. den i left my name wid his maid.. den hehe.. soon he contact &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; le.. cld hear frm the phone tt &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; very happy wen she received his call.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108745140981198413?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108745140981198413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108745140981198413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-guess-todays-entry-will-b-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108744009481094092</id><published>2004-06-17T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T10:41:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so bored.. all alone noe.. hmm.. nv go skool today.. suppose to accompany &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; the whole day.. bt he headed for work. so i gotta occupied myself.. my sis went to play bball wid marcuss.. hehe.. wonder if any sparkles wld b produced by dem a nt.. *cheeky laughter* gona stay wid him until tml noe.. coz he gona leave me.. sobz.. so yar.. hope tt can wake up in tym to go skool to study wid xx n dian dey all.. if nt.. feel kinda bad.. a bit lyk 'zhong se qing you' lyk tt.. ltr tt &lt;b&gt;xx n dian&lt;/b&gt; will say tt i bias.. hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;bored~bored~bored~bored~bored~bored~bored~bored~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&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/6062638-108744009481094092?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108744009481094092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108744009481094092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-am-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108739243696352448</id><published>2004-06-16T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T14:39:16.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;hl&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pekcek~pekcek~pekcek~pekcek~fark it!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/hl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; dun ask me y i am so vulgar.. i am jz darn pissed off bt my pals.. wtf lor.. &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; tryin nt to get vulgar.. bt i am so darn pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. quarrelled wid my &lt;b&gt;dear&lt;/b&gt; today.. haiz.. coz of sum tupid money matters.. tt shldn't involve me in the 1st place.. den sumore.. we quarrelled wen i was havin angklung.. so was kinda moody.. bt after he apologised.. &lt;b&gt;sugar level risin&lt;/b&gt; den after angklung.. &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; dun tok abt it.. thinkin abt it pissed me off le.. can't believe &lt;B&gt;my pal&lt;/b&gt; is treatin me lyk tt.. was so darn pissed off.. tok to &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; thru out the whole bus ride.. den eventually i cried.. dunno y.. bt i jz did.. haiz.. den after i gt off the bus.. i jz quickly walk to the shuttle bus area n wait for my bus.. din even say bye to &lt;b&gt;pok n xx&lt;/b&gt;.. feel so bad abt it nw.. hmmm.. bt after tt i msg &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt; to apologise.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den my sis came hm n say tt she saw &lt;b&gt;nette dey all&lt;/b&gt; at clementi.. den she was tellin me her impression of dem.. i really laugh my heads off man.. was so darn funny lor.. dunno whether to laugh or to cry.. the way she says it soun so mean.. yet so funny.. i dunno.. bt i was lyk complainin to her.. bt after tt i felt better le.. hmmm.. so.. thx a lot &lt;b&gt;fanny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna accompany &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; the whole nite.. tml oso.. me nt gg skool again.. haiz.. no mood n everythin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOTICE TO ALL AKE MEMBERS!!!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who r gg for the BBQ on 21st june 2004, monday.. pls meet at 5pm at anchorpoint's haagen daaz.. for dose who r gettin the food n stuff.. pls meet earlier.. at arnd 4 sumthin.. at queenstown MRT station.. specific tym wld b told by luqman n oso discussed durin friday's AKE session.. thxy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108739243696352448?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108739243696352448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108739243696352448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/pekcekpekcekpekcekpekcekfark-it-argh_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108730411746434529</id><published>2004-06-15T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T22:40:40.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a darn bz day lor.. went to meet 3 batch of pple.. didn't go skool.. so sorry to &lt;b&gt;xx, dian n hui juan&lt;/b&gt;.. went to meet &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; in the mornin.. accompany her to the temple.. she want to go 'qiu fu'.. i think tt is the last thing tt she can do.. to make herself feel better.. so i jz accompany her dere.. we went to 'qiu qian'.. mine n hers similar.. studies both nt very gd.. den health still ok.. bt her relationship n mine different.. asked abt me n &lt;b&gt;u-noe-who&lt;/b&gt;.. it meant tt still gt hope.. will sumhw b together in the end.. bt i carry no hope for it.. dis may sound superstitious.. bt i chose to believe it in the end.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after tt we went for breakfast.. tok a lot.. went to seiyu to look for her gift tt she want to give tt guy.. den went to meet up wid patsy.. bt went to tbp 1st.. waited for &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; to come.. so tt can buy patsy's bdae prezzie.. den headed for clar's place.. dey played PS2 at her place.. was kinda bored by dem tt almost fell aslp.. &lt;i&gt;[thx to tt &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; lar.. make me accompany him whole nite.. still wake me up at 3am in the mornin..]&lt;/i&gt; den &lt;b&gt;me, patsy n delia&lt;/b&gt; proceeded to town.. went to get &lt;b&gt;patsy's sis&lt;/b&gt; phone for service.. den we gt a sudden crave for bah kwa.. haha.. &lt;b&gt;tommy&lt;/b&gt; went to straighten his hair.. -pengz- bt he look neater lyk tt lar.. haha.. den bought bah kwa for my sis n wee teck.. after our sundae.. i headed my way to meet &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired tt once i meet him n his frens.. i jz fell aslp on his shoulders.. bt i cld hear his frens say tt he bully me by makin me stay up until so late.. yar lor.. all his fault can.. make me so tired.. accompany him thru out the nite.. thks to the euro 2004 can.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tml angklung.. i lovee angklung.. tml gt meetin.. heez.. did some quiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/ghettokitty/1047301638_mysterious.jpg" border="0" alt="mysterious"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have a mysterious kiss.  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cooked kuay teow goreng for us today.. &lt;b&gt;yummy&lt;/b&gt; sobz.. &lt;b&gt;huda&lt;/b&gt; is really gg london noe.. sobz.. miss her so so much.. haiz.. gonna miss all the gd ol' crappy tyms wen i was wid her.. i guess the most affected one is &lt;b&gt;farid&lt;/b&gt;.. followed by &lt;b&gt;xx n dian&lt;/b&gt;.. coz she is their best fren.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went breakfast wid him today.. really idiotic noe.. woke up damn early to go breakfast wid him.. yesterday slept so late sumore.. thxz to my &lt;b&gt;darling weide&lt;/b&gt;.. he nv spares me tym to slp.. yesterday accompany him whole nite can.. thks to the soccer match.. &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; den mornin still muz accompany him go eat breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angklung was so fun.. &lt;b&gt;dian&lt;/b&gt; gotta sing solo for us today.. so funny can.. she was so nervous.. poor gal.. kana sabotaged by &lt;b&gt;luqman&lt;/b&gt;.. today &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt; look lyk justice bao noe.. face so black.. so scary.. &lt;b&gt;shu ning&lt;/b&gt; nv come today.. was kinda worried for her.. bt &lt;b&gt;ms wee&lt;/b&gt; say tt she is ok.. so shld b fine ba.. &lt;b&gt;*whee* angklung is havin a bbq.. nxt sunday.. 21st june..&lt;/b&gt; so happy noe.. den wednesday gt ex-co meetin b4 angklung prac.. for the bbq.. angklung t shirts.. n everythin else.. we were so excited abt the bbq tt we were preparin the details in the library.. &lt;b&gt;me, nadifa, xx, hui juan, dian n luqman&lt;/b&gt;.. tho we r nt the recreation head.. bt we hlpin &lt;b&gt;farid&lt;/b&gt;.. coz dun think he gt the mood to do.. so yar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml gg out wid &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt; tml.. gg to pei her to the temple n qui fu.. den meetin patsy n bunk dey all.. haha.. de suddenly tt &lt;b&gt;silly marcus&lt;/b&gt; ask me if i free nt.. i was lyk huh.. hw come suddenly so many pple ask if i free nt.. ask me go out.. bt paiseh arh.. gt programmes le.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6&gt;since u think tt we break le.. yet we can't remain as frens.. dere is nth tt i can say.. i am tryin my best to tok to u.. bt u can't b bothered.. n u dun seems to want to tok to me.. i even send mses to u.. bt u dun seems to give up.. i bear no hope of patchin up le.. i give up.. i am too tired to hold on any longer.. wen u did nt reply my msg tt tym.. i decide to let go.. tt was the last straw.. i oni hope to b simple frens wid u.. sumone whom i can turn to.. &lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108722293169040507?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108722293169040507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108722293169040507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/whee-dian-cooked-kuay-teow-goreng-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108712517988813226</id><published>2004-06-13T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T20:39:25.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after all the sweetness yesterday.. i guess my sugar level very high le.. same wid &lt;b&gt;dian&lt;/b&gt; lor.. &lt;b&gt;*winks at dian*&lt;/b&gt; she was the 2nd to noe.. n finally i told &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt;.. din want to tell her yet.. bt as i was chattin wid her jz nw.. had to tell her in the end.. i am really very delight.. i am back to my old self.. i am nt tt 'think so much for nth gal' wen i was wid &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt;.. i guess i wld nv hv to b sentitive wid &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt;.. coz he thinks more than i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt my pay today.. &lt;b&gt;*whee*&lt;/b&gt; so happy noe.. tt tupid &lt;b&gt;wei de&lt;/b&gt; always bully me one noe.. today go n take my swim board lor.. bt he was nice enuff to keep the board for me.. yepps.. den today &lt;b&gt;leonard&lt;/b&gt; keep msgin gf to report to her.. &lt;b&gt;me n char&lt;/b&gt; kept teasin him.. today &lt;b&gt;char&lt;/b&gt; suddenly ask me dis weird question.. she ask if i still hv feelin for &lt;b&gt;liangkai&lt;/b&gt;.. i dunno y.. bt i gave her the answer &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt; straight away.. i am still unsure of it myself.. bt i noe tt i can't let my bf down.. so yar.. den my &lt;b&gt;darling vanessa&lt;/b&gt; came today.. she is makin quite a good progress.. nt longer a crybaby anymore.. she can use the board le.. bt still can't balance well.. bt she is such a clever 4 year old toddler.. bt she dun lyk &lt;b&gt;char n the rest&lt;/b&gt; to teach her.. coz she say tt dey very fierce.. oni me won't scream at her.. she is so adorable to the stage tt she called herself cute.. received a bad news today.. i got to work full nxt sunday.. coz &lt;b&gt;uncle thomas&lt;/b&gt; won't b in town.. &lt;b&gt;leonard&lt;/b&gt; oso nt comin to teach.. &lt;b&gt;wei de&lt;/b&gt; gt reservice.. so in the mornin n afternoon i got to take &lt;b&gt;leonard's&lt;/b&gt; grp.. n &lt;b&gt;uncle edwin&lt;/b&gt; will take &lt;b&gt;wei de's&lt;/b&gt; grp.. sobz.. gonna b a bz day for me tt day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to buy tidbits today.. hehe.. brought my &lt;b&gt;winnie the pooh cereals&lt;/b&gt; at last.. so nice noe.. heez.. den my relatives came to my place in the afternoon.. my baby cousin is so cute.. his name is &lt;b&gt;ken ong chong kai&lt;/b&gt;.. bt my whole family calls him &lt;b&gt;kai kai&lt;/b&gt;.. cute rite.. bt i will always go round n say tt he is my baby.. hehe.. a bit thick skin hor.. den he kept laughin n make weird noises.. heez.. so entertained by him.. he lights up my day.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt much to type le.. love my bloggies.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;iLu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108712517988813226?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108712517988813226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108712517988813226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/after-all-sweetness-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108705241176950120</id><published>2004-06-12T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T23:08:11.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;heez.. i am bein loved..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it is easy to guess rite.. yesh.. i accepted him at last.. after so so long.. lets say.. 2 years odd.. he is really sweet lor.. heez.. din expect myself to accept him oso.. he went thru all the trouble to get a bouquet of &lt;b&gt;orange n blue roses&lt;/b&gt;.. wid &lt;b&gt;dried lavender&lt;/b&gt;.. tt is my dream bouquet lor.. n he went to get tt combination of flower.. was so so touched wen i saw it.. bt cldn't bring it hm.. coz my parents will suspect.. so i left it at his workplace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*whee*&lt;/b&gt; my parents ain't in town for a week.. so happy.. freedom.. haha.. dey went to bali.. yeah.. jz nice.. can go out everyday.. &lt;b&gt;*whee*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short tok wid &lt;b&gt;amanda&lt;/b&gt; dis mornin.. she is nw really nice.. noe a lot of things frm her.. it was tupid of me to actually believe in wat &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt; said.. i guess it wld nt happen again.. dun think i will allow it too.. n oso dun think dere wld b a chance of happenin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108705241176950120?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108705241176950120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108705241176950120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/heez.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108696226180354161</id><published>2004-06-11T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T21:57:41.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;*shock*&lt;/b&gt; is all i can say for the day.. really shock.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abt &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt;.. i give up totally le.. i dunno wat to do oso.. is lyk.. today &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt; kept starin at me lor.. tot i was sensitive or its jz my wishful thinkin.. bt dian n huda oso say tt &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt; was starin at me lor.. bt its lyk after tt he was lyk tokin so cold to me.. n oso &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt; actually gossip wid &lt;b&gt;nette&lt;/b&gt; bt me.. hw in the world do &lt;b&gt;*you*&lt;/b&gt; want me to feel abt tt.. i jz feel so &lt;b&gt;*geck*&lt;/b&gt;.. lyk wtf lor.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz.. find tt &lt;b&gt;amanda&lt;/b&gt; change a lot.. n tt she is actually quite.. &lt;b&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt;.. i mite sound contradictin.. bt seriously.. i find her nice lor.. she really change a lot.. a lot for the better.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. ermz.. sumone actually told me tt he lyk me.. he is the 3rd guy who did tt ever since me n &lt;b&gt;liangkai&lt;/b&gt; broke up.. 1st is &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt;.. den &lt;b&gt;dry&lt;/b&gt;.. nw him.. haiz.. dunno wat to say.. jz shock.. bt he is really nice.. coz he said tt he want to understand me better 1st.. bt he was kinda frank wid me.. jz told me str8.. anywayz.. nw oni &lt;b&gt;dian&lt;/b&gt; noes who he really is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.. &lt;b&gt;dian&lt;/b&gt; cook bee hoon goreng for us today.. it was really really tasty.. thanks &lt;b&gt;dian&lt;/b&gt;.. *muackz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;b&gt;patsy's&lt;/b&gt; birthday yesterday.. happy birthday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108696226180354161?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108696226180354161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108696226180354161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/shock-is-all-i-can-say-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108678889103381252</id><published>2004-06-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T21:48:36.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i changed my blogskin again.. nice.. rite.. heez.. so sweet noe.. anyway.. went back to skool for a/c.. bt it ended in 45 mins lor.. suppose to b 2 hours.. hehe.. gt good new.. &lt;b&gt;*journls won't b comin ou for mid year.. whee*&lt;/b&gt; den headed for kap.. went for breakfast wid &lt;b&gt;wenyu, esther n janice&lt;/b&gt;.. sohappy.. bt den we ended up walkin in the rain after tt.. headed for skool again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library wid &lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt;.. coz she said tt she wanted to study.. den went to chat wid &lt;b&gt;xx, dian n huijuan&lt;/b&gt;.. dey very bad noe.. keep makin fun of &lt;b&gt;me n nicholas&lt;/b&gt;.. tt &lt;b&gt;luqman&lt;/b&gt; oso.. pure evil lor.. anyway.. headed for angklung after tt.. quite fun lar.. had a little singin session wid ms wee.. heez.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108678889103381252?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108678889103381252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108678889103381252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-changed-my-blogskin-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108669954248865868</id><published>2004-06-08T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T21:54:02.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blog again.. yepps.. love my blog so much.. anyway.. guess i am k le.. clear my doubts wid &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt; le.. n he oso explain it to me.. so yar.. shld b ok le.. except for the part tt i am nt feelin well.. guess it was the alcohol tt is takin effect.. tummy gettin a bit uncomfortable le.. dunno wats wrong wid me.. haiz.. y muz my life turn out lyk tt.. haiz.. &lt;i&gt;my life is a misery.. bt i jz love it..&lt;/i&gt; yepps.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late.. den headed for skool.. tho &lt;b&gt;xx&lt;/b&gt; did msg me early in the mornin to wake me up.. bt was too sick n tired.. so.. hehe.. =P headed for my comfy bed again.. den wen i woke up.. &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; the pain came back.. i hate it wen i am in pain.. &lt;b&gt;-argh-&lt;/b&gt; it is still hurtin.. n i hate it wen &lt;b&gt;weide&lt;/b&gt; dun hv tym for me.. nobody to listen to me complain n stuff.. bt he was really nice.. wen he noe tt i nt feelin well.. he came to pick me up.. n listened to my complaints.. he is really really nice to me.. bt nth jz comes out frm me.. poor guy i guess.. bt who noes.. i will come to lyk him.. i mean.. i can't predict the future rite.. anyway.. &lt;b&gt;dry&lt;/b&gt; has no tym for me nw.. coz he headed for NS le.. so yar.. 3 months nt seein him.. no one to sponsor me tidbits for skool.. no chuaffuer[however u spell it].. eh.. actually.. i still hv weide.. so yar.. its ok.. i sound so mean.. my apologies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona meet &lt;b&gt;wenyu,jan n esther&lt;/b&gt; at 8.55am tml.. gotta attend a/cs remedial tml.. den followed by lunch wid &lt;b&gt;xx, huijuan n dian&lt;/b&gt;.. den angklung.. hope tt i can face &lt;b&gt;*him*&lt;/b&gt; widout awkwardness.. hope tt my brain n body will co-ordinate tml.. n oso.. hope tt pain of mine will b fadin soon.. cz it hurts so so much.. &lt;b&gt;*whines*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108669954248865868?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108669954248865868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108669954248865868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/back-to-blog-again_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108659454312074901</id><published>2004-06-07T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T15:49:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wat can i say.. feel cheated n crushed.. actually believed in wat he said.. n yet amanda's blog jz have to slapped me wid reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to WGCC on saturday nite.. went to pack the goodies bag.. did it really fast.. den went to dinner together wid vennon n marcus dey all.. went to hv seafood.. den crap all the way until 11pm.. den headed hm.. coz nxt mornin gt to wake up early for the swim meet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had way too much fun yesterday.. yepps..it was the annual swim meet.. weide kept bullyin me k.. nvm.. the nyp pple came to b tym keepers.. dey aren't friendly at all.. nope.. nt at all.. bt in any case.. me, evelynn n char was havin real fun.. way too much fun.. bt sad noe.. the meet started wid a rain.. sobz.. bt it started still.. wid lotsa fun.. oh.. benji came back.. gettin tanner n more shuai.. marcus n vennon really full of crap lor.. haha.. guess dey are oni capable for tt.. haha.. anyway.. gotta go le.. no mood to type le.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reality slapped me really really hard.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108659454312074901?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108659454312074901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108659454312074901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/wat-can-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108626797674825412</id><published>2004-06-03T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T21:15:16.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blog again.. heez. tml gg for the 'Ballet Under The Stars'.. hope tt it wld turn out fine.. saturday nite wld b a bz nite for me.. my sis n other swimmin committee members.. coz we gonna pack the goodies bag.. n hamper.. hmmm.. wonder if vennon n marcus is gg.. den if honey is gg.. she will b so darn happy.. coz she can c her crush for as long as possible.. haha.. anyway.. she has quite a handful of crushes.. heck lar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played badminton in skool today.. rusty le.. can't play as well as last tym.. den had tuna today.. &lt;u&gt;TuNa!! TuNa!! i LoVe TuNa!!&lt;/u&gt; me gg crazy le.. haha.. nth much to type abt le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.. went to catch the movie.. haha.. Harry Potter: the prisoner of azkaban.. cool show.. bt the endin was quite a disappointment.. coz too rushy le.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the way u treat me is really nice n sweet.. so dun think so much abt whether u mistreat me or said sumthing wrong.. jz give me a few more days.. jz a few more days to sort out my tots.. n really prove to myself tt i hv let go.. i can't promise myself to let go totally.. bt at least betta den b4.. by den.. i will tok to u again.. bt i can't promise tt i will accept u.. neither of u 2.. i will nt reply ur msges.. n oso.. neither of ur calls.. so yar.. i nid tym to clarify my doubts to everything.. sorry..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108626797674825412?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108626797674825412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108626797674825412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/back-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108615813886969831</id><published>2004-06-02T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T14:35:38.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1077975590_spureangel.JPG" border="0" alt="pure"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congrats! Your a Pure Angel! Angels, as far as most&lt;br&gt;of them go, are all compatabile creatures, but&lt;br&gt;Pure ones simply are symbols of God. Pure&lt;br&gt;Angels always appear when a child is born, when&lt;br&gt;a rainbow is seen, or when someone shares their&lt;br&gt;first kiss. They never grow old, an can appear&lt;br&gt;in the shape of a naked woman with white, bold&lt;br&gt;wings. Pure angels are the carriers of god, and&lt;br&gt;show their love to everyone in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20ANGEL%20are%20you%3F%20(For%20Girls%20only)%20This%20Quiz%20has%20amazingly%20Beautiful%20Pictures!/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of ANGEL are you? (For Girls only) This Quiz has amazingly Beautiful Pictures!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1079277891_restwisted.JPG" border="0" alt="twisted"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have a twisted soul! Twisted Souls are never&lt;br&gt;bad, and actually, are a rarity amongst souls.&lt;br&gt;These souls are a little combination of&lt;br&gt;everything, with always a little of their own&lt;br&gt;chaos to add. Twisted Souls are kind, loving,&lt;br&gt;weird, zany, temperamental, and very talented.&lt;br&gt;They have their own firm opinion, and can at&lt;br&gt;one time be very outspoken and passionate, and&lt;br&gt;the other time shy and feeling insignificant.&lt;br&gt;Twisted Souls have good senses of Humor and&lt;br&gt;other times can be a bore. You can act quite&lt;br&gt;intelligent at one time, and grasp concepts&lt;br&gt;easily, while other times they can find it&lt;br&gt;difficult to understand. Twisted Souls are&lt;br&gt;always very fun and Kind, and can be party&lt;br&gt;animals. But, if you love someone, youre&lt;br&gt;serious about it, intense, and forever loyal.&lt;br&gt;Congratulations-the world should have more like&lt;br&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20SOUL%20do%20you%20posses%3F%20(For%20Girls%20only)%20Incredible%20Anime%20Pictures!/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&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/6062638-108615813886969831?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108615813886969831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108615813886969831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/congrats-your-pure-angel-angels-as-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108610046470902817</id><published>2004-06-01T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T22:34:24.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyz.. suppose to update.. bt kinda bz chattin wid luqman.. kinda discussin abt gettin a plan or prepaid card.. haha.. if he gets a phone.. wid a sim card.. den he can msg u-noe-who.. the whole day.. haha.. dun nid me to say who u r arh.. haha.. he sounds despo to get a line.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go offline liaoz.. gonna go out.. meet up wid my long lost cousin.. dilys.. nt exactly long lost.. bt din meet her for months.. n yesh.. meetin her at last.. so excitedly.. miss her tons.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual.. went back to skool for econs in the mornin.. den study wid xx, dian n hui juan.. heez.. den dis new fren of mine bought tons of tidbits for me to bring to skool.. so nice of him rite.. yar.. den went to 7-11.. he was lyk almost buyin the whole shop lor.. -pengz- den he sent me to skool.. he took the bus wid me.. nt send me in his bike.. dun dare to take his car oso... no license one.. haha.. gt car.. bt no license.. rich kid mah.. haha.. pop out tt question yesterday.. bt i rejected.. coz too rushy.. n i dun lyk him.. no feelins.. nth.. we noe each other for lyk 3 days oni.. n yar.. fast rite.. -pengz- bt he gd lookin.. baba one.. bt kinda fair.. so yar.. told esther jz nw.. bt she say tt he 'pian wo' one.. dunno lar.. i resign my life to fate.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;U&gt;~a darlin won't b called a darlin for nth.. u r such a darlin..~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108610046470902817?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108610046470902817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108610046470902817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/06/heyz.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108592622363241371</id><published>2004-05-30T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T22:10:23.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>type a lot jz nw.. bt my com jz hv to hang.. so gonna re-type everything.. ytd was GP.. quite ok lar.. bt the essay was the difficult part.. din noe wat to choose.. so in the end i choose Qn 5.. 'love is the oni thing neccessary needed in all successful relationship.dicuss'.. coz tt was the oni question which the points jz hit my head so immediately.. muz b wonderin wats tt point rite.. its communication.. guess it was the tok we had previous day which made it hit me tt fast.. den after the paper.. we were suppose to have a/c remedial.. bt figured tt we were too tired to continue our day.. we gave it a miss..  den after lunch we headed to my house.. n lent esther my bike.. we stayed in my room n tok.. after which.. i went to gramps place.. n played mid my baby cousin.. *whee* took a new pic of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den as usual went for swim lesson today.. bt went for both mornin n lesson.. den weide came wid his bro.. shld b his bro lar.. coz look so much lyk him.. den both look a bit lyk zhi hao.. so frm far tt tym.. i gt a shock lor.. bein half aslp.. i tot i was havin a nightmare.. coz i tot i saw 2 zhi hao.. so u can imagine hw shock i was.. so yar.. den hv to take leonard's grp.. coz he nt here in the mornin.. den his grp gt dis boy call gabris.. very very naughty one..den i was so geck tt i complained to weide.. den he jz gave me a pat on my back n say tt lesson gona over liaoz.. den he left early wid his bro n fren.. den stayed for the carnival.. n was lyk gettin pple to join the water tele-match.. den tt marcus n vennon saw zhihao's pic.. den kip sayin tt look lyk 'soon kiat' frm sumthin 369 woodland base.. din exactly understand.. bt yar.. den keep sayin tt he very familiar.. n hor tt 2 idiot kept teasin m lor.. wat an idiot lor.. den was so tired.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jz a little note for my beloved clix.. hope tt we wld b able to go thru the thick n thin.. the gd n the bad tyms together.. we shall stand by each whenever anyone of us nid hlp.. love u pple..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108592622363241371?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108592622363241371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108592622363241371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/05/type-lot-jz-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108566334180004154</id><published>2004-05-27T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T21:09:01.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to St Andrew's Cathedral Home For The Aged yesterday.. -argh- i c the place they stay in.. my heart really aches noe.. n dey r very very lonely.. seein dem lyk tt.. my heart really hearts.. coz it jz have to remind me tt my grandma stays in the home.. bt at henderson's.. it seems lyk i am takin everything for granted.. den we play quite a few songs.. gt one lady keep requestin for the chinese oldies.. den interact wid one of the old lady.. she is really nice.. speaks really softly.. me n pok was lyk tryin really hard to speak hokkien to her.. n at the same tym.. understand wat she say.. bt she is really nice.. she hugged me.. hold my hand.. she is really really nice.. kinda miss tt old lady.. den went back to skool.. n they announced the new committee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President = Luqman&lt;br /&gt;Vice-President = Shu Ning&lt;br /&gt;Quarter Master = Liang Kai &lt;br /&gt;Asst Quarter mistress = Xiao Xuan&lt;br /&gt;Librarian = Shak&lt;br /&gt;Asst Librarian = Hui Shan&lt;br /&gt;Recreation Head = Farid&lt;br /&gt;Asst Recreation Head = Azmi&lt;br /&gt;KoLintan Section Leader = Shu Ning&lt;br /&gt;Angklung Section Leader = Sok Ling&lt;br /&gt;Welfare Head = Grace&lt;br /&gt;Asst Welfare Head = Xue Zhen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. mine is asst welfare head.. shock to get a post lor.. bt it is under probation still.. so yar.. kinda 'shi lian' yesterday.. coz weide broke up wid his gf for me.. bt i din agree to go steady wid him.. den he din reply my msg.. call him oso no answer.. was so so sad.. waited until lyk 2 am.. den he msg n apologize.. haiz.. felt so terrible.. coz i broke his heart.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me got new family.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa = esther&lt;br /&gt;mama = zhi hao&lt;br /&gt;sisters = me, jan, wenyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we r happy family.. dun ask me y my mama is boy.. papa is gal.. dey chose it tt way.. haha.. told esther jz now tt i can't lyk any guys for the tym bein.. coz my feelins r stoppin for a particular guy nw.. wen i really really let go le.. den i will accept him ba.. yar.. shld b lar.. tml gt sports day.. gona rest early.. meetin esther at lyk 6.30am!!! so i gotta wake up lyk at 5.30am.. -pengz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以忍受&lt;br /&gt;曲：郭逸凡 | 词：徐婕儿 | 编： &lt;br /&gt;我可以忍受 你不够爱我 我可以忍受 你有别的梦&lt;br /&gt;就算是编谎话骗我 至少你还在乎我的感受 &lt;br /&gt;我可以忍受 眼神的空洞 我可以忍受 你时间不够用&lt;br /&gt;却不能忍受 做了那么多 是她拥有 我该得到的温柔&lt;br /&gt;爱上你 是我改不了 也不愿改的习惯 要放开&lt;br /&gt;哪有那么简单 了解你 是我说不出 也不承认的悲哀&lt;br /&gt;包容你 是我体谅的爱 别当作应该&lt;br /&gt;我可以忍受 你不够爱我 我可以忍受&lt;br /&gt;你有别的梦 就算是编谎话骗我&lt;br /&gt;至少你还在乎我的感受 我可以忍受&lt;br /&gt;眼神的空洞 我可以忍受 你时间不够用&lt;br /&gt;却不能忍受 做了那么多 是她拥有 我该得到的温柔&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no 不要说 对不起 原来你要的不是我&lt;br /&gt;(你要的是什么) 不要说 谢谢你 什么你永远在我心中&lt;br /&gt;(你说的我都不懂) Can you tell me why? (tell me why) 这样的我 你也曾爱过 不是吗 (不是吗)&lt;br /&gt;是她拥有 我没看过的笑容 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss u a lot.. bt i dun hv the rite to.. coz i still lyk sumone else.. &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/6062638-108566334180004154?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108566334180004154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108566334180004154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/05/went-to-st-andrews-cathedral-home-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108531267863150448</id><published>2004-05-23T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T19:44:38.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up freakin early today.. went to meet esther n dian for the new paper big walk at Jurong East MRT Station.. den on the bus told esther a lot of things.. haiz.. &lt;i&gt;shld i stay or leave?&lt;/i&gt; den went to find wen yu.. was lyk searchin for her in the middle of an ocean lor.. so crowded yet have to look for her.. den started the walk widout the others.. den the 3 of us keep lookin out for dis particular guy.. 'ba-ba'.. haha.. means meaty meaty one lar.. heez.. den saw sumone very familiar.. bt dunno whether its him nt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after the walk we went to orchard.. gt a hard tym figurin the way out of the big big place.. yepps.. den finally board the bus n proceed to orchard.. went to party world.. den wen we gonna end tt tym.. esther went to pick up a phone call.. haiz.. den yar.. went to look for her after the session ends.. haiz.. tt poor gal.. 'lost so much water'.. haiz.. she reminds me of me n yuleng.. jz tt she more advance lar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to walk walk arnd.. went hm wid pauline.. den msg LK abt some patch up stuff.. bt the answer he gave me was really impressive.. so yar.. den wen i show marc tt tym.. he was lyk.. yepps.. tt shld b the way u 2 go 1st.. bt i was lyk erm.. even if it is tt way.. we won't patch up lor.. no chance one lor.. LK said tt he can't confirm himself oso.. so yar.. i guess its workin le.. yepps.. coz din feel tt hurt wen he told me tt.. bt still tt little tinge of ache.. yepps.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to xiao xuan's blog jz nw.. wha.. she really damn darin lor.. scold tt -toot- until lyk tt.. i won't dare to lor.. she was seriously bombardin -toot- n erm.. 1 more person.. shan't state it out.. tt poor gal.. gt so much prob.. bt no one to turn to.. haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis n pauline said tt zhi hao is good lookin.. haaz.. can u believe it.. ok lar.. actually he looks very sociable lar.. n erm.. he is.. so yar.. -pengz- wat am i sayin lor.. n for god sakes.. TO WENYU n JANICE: i dun lyk 'tok gong'[however u spell it lar..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108531267863150448?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108531267863150448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108531267863150448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/05/woke-up-freakin-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108521884942843430</id><published>2004-05-22T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T19:10:53.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me back to blog le.. after a depressin week.. the old me is finally back.. *whee* bt on the other hand.. i havin phobia of -toot-.. den today -toot- really pissed a lot of us off lor.. jz tt i was 'ren-in'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today grace nv come for angklung prac.. wonder if she ok nt.. her blog sounds depressin enuff.. hope tt she is really really fine.. &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/6062638-108521884942843430?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108521884942843430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108521884942843430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/05/me-back-to-blog-le.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108487459333628140</id><published>2004-05-18T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T18:39:57.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly jz reflect a lot a lot of things.. after thinkin the whole afternoon yesterday.. i jz think tt i shan't cry any longer.. nt coz i hate him.. bt becoz i love him more than i hate him.. lyk wat andren nick says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ love is when two people who care for each other get confused ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. no mood to type le.. me n dian nw on the same boat.. bt hers is becoz she lyks -ahem-.. mine is yar.. so haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skool was fun today.. except for the few moody pple.. haiz.. dunno wat happen to dem oso.. den mrs arul's lesson was fun.. her class very hyper one lor.. den mrs arul oso very funny one.. gotta end here.. gona go out wid my frenz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108487459333628140?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108487459333628140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108487459333628140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-suddenly-jz-reflect-lot-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108479630791646992</id><published>2004-05-17T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T20:50:48.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back again.. for the 2nd of the day.. yepps.. forgot to mention tt.. i dunno hw.. bt daph gt dis real silly impression tt zhi hao lyks me.. its lyk for god sake's lor.. we will nv lyk each other.. coz we noe each other too well le.. n he is oso nt my type.. i am oso nt her type.. so its lyk.. duh rite.. *wonders* zhi hao n me?? neh.. will nv make it man.. i lyk sumone else.. haiz.. dun tok abt tt le.. it will oni add salt on my wound.. yepps.. den zhi hao told daph say tt he confide i me coz we r jz buddies.. me n him?? buddies?? erm.. ok lar.. jz kiddin.. we r close in terms of tokin abt our probs lar.. yar.. he is the oni pig who has the capability to make me laugh n cry at the same tym.. yar.. think tt is all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. stan gor told me dis b4.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~iTs oK To KiSS a FooL.. iTs oK To LeT a FooL KiSS U.. Bt DuN LeT a KiSS FooL U!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108479630791646992?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108479630791646992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108479630791646992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/05/back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108478904894950857</id><published>2004-05-17T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T18:45:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to blog again.. after a hard day tryin nt to think.. bt still.. haiz.. din want to go skool today.. den coz of yesterday's cryin.. my gastric hurts lyk mad.. n i wonder y.. den went to c a doc dis mornin.. gt tons of medication.. haiz.. den gt to check up n stuff.. den my mommy say tt she nt gonna b home.. so instead of takin the MC.. i went to skool.. haiz.. wid all tt cryin yesterday.. i tot i wld stop.. bt still.. haiz.. tt tupid zhi hao jz hv to ask the wrong thing.. den yar.. all the tears came back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda tried tokin to me durin PE.. bt i really din hv the mood to tok.. so yar.. sorry to amanda.. haiz.. really very afraid to b alone nw.. i am so afraid tt i wld do the silly stuff all over again.. bt shld b won't lar.. den i actually din notice tt Lk was outside the lecture room.. bt janice was lyk blockin.. so yar. so obvious lor.. haiz.. den while waitin for tt idiot who was late.. den saw grace n joel.. n of coz.. amanda n Lk.. dey were walkin together.. so wat do u expect me to feel.. den i jz quickly got onto big big idiot's motorbike.. n cried all the way hm.. poor guy.. his shirt damn wet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. durin econs.. xiao xuan told me tt he oso gt cry.. den i was lyk.. omg.. he was oso hurt.. i am nt the oni one.. i did hurt him too.. den i tok to grace.. she oso told me a lot of things.. she said tt he still lyks me.. bt.. he feels very pressurize by me.. haiz.. den i told her tt mayb amanda n LK mite make a betta pair.. n i din mean to pressurize him.. haiz.. i oso dunno lar.. it jz seems lyk its so my fault.. haiz.. mayb we shld jz noe each other betta 1st.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i WiLL Jz HiDe iN mY LittLe CoRNeR.. N CoNTiNUe To LoVe U~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~THaNK GoD To MaKe Me LoVe U.. i WouLD Be So HuRt iF i MiSSeD U.. YeT nW.. i Hv To LoSe U..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6062638-108478904894950857?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108478904894950857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108478904894950857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/05/back-to-blog-again_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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-6062638.post-108471474383578404</id><published>2004-05-16T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T21:49:43.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz.. after one big round.. we still end up wid a break.. argh.. i really dunno wat he wants.. haiz.. i really love him.. bt dis is the outcome.. guess i shldn't have trust love again.. if i din.. i won't hv to suffer dis way.. bt if i din accept him.. i won't come to love him.. ~ARGH~ wateva i am sayin isn't makin sense.. ~ARGH!!!~ its all so contradictin.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday institute day concert went so well.. we gt the moz applause.. den in the bus on the way back to skool.. me n dian tok abt lotsa things.. den ended up cryin.. den farid, n xiao xuan keep cheerin me up.. den on my way to the bus stop tt tym.. bunk called to tell me abt dis particular msg.. really appreciate it.. bt wen she tell me tt tym.. i really wanted to cry.. coz it oni reminds me abt everything.. haiz.. den she kept me company.. haiz.. really appreciate it.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nw tokin to bunk.. she tryin cheerin me up.. she really very cartoon.. really appreciate it.. she kept me company thru out the whole down period.. haiz.. really appreciate it.. din expect tt she will b the one who kept me company.. try to crack jokes to cheer me up.. try her very best to enlighten me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janice.. oso tryin to 'kai dao' me.. haiz.. really 'pai fu' her.. really love my frens arnd me.. really really.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BuNk]really appreciate ur jokes.. n oso 'enlightenment'.. heez.. u r really a great bro/ sis.. whichever u want.. heez.. thx 4 bein there at my saddest day.. really.. appreciate it.. meet u up one day n treat u to movie.. tt is wen i am free.. heez.. thx again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was wat bunk sent me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeTTiN Go DoeSN'T MeaN GiViN UP..&lt;br /&gt;iT MeaNS aCCePTiN Tt SoMe tHiNgS WeReN't JuZ MeaN To Be..&lt;br /&gt;iT DOeSn'T MeaN U FoRGeT The PaSt oR tRy To CoVeR it uP NoreVeN RuNNiN aWaY..&lt;br /&gt;iT  SiMpLy MeaNS tt U MoVe oN N TReaSuRe tHe MeMorieS U HaD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really meant so much to me.. haiz..&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/6062638-108471474383578404?l=zero-nine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108471474383578404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6062638/posts/default/108471474383578404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zero-nine.blogspot.com/2004/05/haiz_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Pearlynn</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>
