<?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-37391524</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:37:48.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOYOU</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-9210346794378709811</id><published>2007-05-01T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:42:21.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rjb9UzwrKaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9UOKrvJfyG0/s1600-h/IMG_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059509765330905506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rjb9UzwrKaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9UOKrvJfyG0/s320/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear i'm the most loserish person evre to walk the the halls of losertown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i spent 20 mins cleaning spilt over yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i added monica on &lt;em&gt;heymath&lt;/em&gt;. wahahahhaha ohmann.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i watched &lt;strong&gt;the englishman who went up a hill but came down a mountain&lt;/strong&gt; and gave up at the last 10 minutes. it's seriously b.o.r.i.n.g no offense, hugh grant :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i woke up at 3.20 today &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahhhhhhh. today's a &lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAYYY&lt;/strong&gt;. and i spent 1/3 of it sleeping. i slept 15 hours, come to think of it. cool :D wanted to wake up at like 12 and like go out or something. but i woke up at 3 ...................... =( to michelle's call. muahahahha. and i got monica's sms : i just saw ___ in town. boo. i bet i missed out on a lot today. but my dream was so so so cool. so cool, i can't remember it. i wanted to go out for dinner tonight .. but i remembered .. i have chinese tuition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;boooo. cry me a river =( i'm gonna file my worksheets now =) =) and probably .. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s.t.u.d.y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm lying alone with my head on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you till it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I know you hurt too but what else can we do&lt;br /&gt;Tormented and torn apart&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could carry your smile and my heart&lt;br /&gt;For times when my life feels so low&lt;br /&gt;It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring&lt;br /&gt;When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-9210346794378709811?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/9210346794378709811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=9210346794378709811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/9210346794378709811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/9210346794378709811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-swear-im-most-loserish-person-evre-to.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rjb9UzwrKaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9UOKrvJfyG0/s72-c/IMG_0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-3774244302244202384</id><published>2007-04-30T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T05:26:29.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been here before&lt;br /&gt;One day a week&lt;br /&gt;And it won't hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;You caught me in a lie&lt;br /&gt;I have no alibi&lt;br /&gt;The words you say don't have a meaning&lt;br /&gt;'Cos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a fuck about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't believe in you&lt;br /&gt;Anymore, Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;It even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you told me how you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;Anymore, Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been very&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon lynn! think of the good stuff not the bad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;you get the shelter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's less stressful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;longer water breaks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah. that made me a whole lot happier :] labour day tmr. i think im gonna do work ... maybe go out :) saturday was funfunfun :) ice skating with mel, jub and jo =))) the next part is stolen from mel's blog. couldn't be bothered to type :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ice skating at Jurong oh my goodness the last time I went there was like...2 years ago maybe? I kinda lost the ability to skate but I got it back after awhile. HAHA. And I didnt fall down once! (: Only came close to it when Jo&amp;I nearly banged into some guy and we both swerved and we went round and round and round. HAHA. Thennn we went to Jurong Library to look for recipes (but we were too lazy to bake in the end) and then Jo's church (I wanna go back next week! &amp;amp;Lynn saw her life flash before her eyes) and then Orchard for dinner and a movie (which we didnt watch) "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm. stayed over at jubs =) was supposed to bake and cook and go to the playground. but we fell alseep =/ woke up early the next morning for baptism class. but the wasn't in the end &gt;:( jephine bought me a spider ring! hahahahah. it's really pretty! and i bought her a butterfly one. sunday was ... boring. haha. had lunch, watched one CSI, slept and woke up at 7 for dinner. woohoo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my life's so dull, i could cry :]&lt;br /&gt;bye :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-3774244302244202384?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3774244302244202384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=3774244302244202384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3774244302244202384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3774244302244202384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-been-here-before-one-day-week-and.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-2694328378150376685</id><published>2007-04-27T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T06:47:28.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Quit playing games with my heart&lt;br /&gt;Before you tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;I should've know from the start&lt;br /&gt;You know you've gotta stop &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're tearing us apart&lt;br /&gt;Quit playing games with my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this the beginning, or is this the end?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-2694328378150376685?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2694328378150376685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=2694328378150376685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2694328378150376685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2694328378150376685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/quit-playing-games-with-my-heart-before.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-2687916241679764212</id><published>2007-04-25T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T06:54:09.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if lynn's life flashed before her eyes during sports day, it flashed many many times today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D - &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/likesailorslooktostars"&gt;http://xanga.com/likesailorslooktostars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN U WON AC MILAN :D yay. i've grown to love man u. i thought i only supported crisitiano ronaldo. but when rooney scored, i was so so so happy. and when kaka scored twice, i was cursing and swearing at him. neneneneneh. 'cos i woke up to watch the match. i only got 4 hours of sleep =( but i was still happyyy today. don't know why. training was exceptionally .. cool =) running is a joyous activity. wahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 2/3 of the pianist just now =) more of world war 1. SIGH. sigh sigh. someone's making me very gay &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahabye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-2687916241679764212?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2687916241679764212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=2687916241679764212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2687916241679764212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2687916241679764212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-lynns-life-flashed-before-her-eyes_25.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-4054512979656626951</id><published>2007-04-23T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T06:05:42.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wore this paint-less badge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i forgot there was training - no shirt, no shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i lost my purple glasses :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i had to wear a size SMALL shirt for trng (nadia's TY :] )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i had to wear school shoes for trng, which were nike anw :]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got soaked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA. science test first thing in the morning. i've definitely loss 2 marks. i thought iodine only acted on glucose and not starch. ohmansss, slap slap slap. i lost my glasses during lit. i think its in the comp lab. sad sad D: trng ... rocked and sucked. rocked 'cos of something only monica knows :D and i might tell. and i burnt many many fats. :D sucked cos yeah, i was wearing school shoes and size smallllll shirt. halfway during trng, the coach called me "lil girl". omggg, sigh :( and i got drenched, cos of that grass patch beside the sheltered court. and tata got wet too ;] hahahha. sorry !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today's a so so day the deserves only one smiley face. oh yeah, i've finished watching hitler:the rise of evil :D T.H.R.E.E hours long. not worth it, i was looking foward to the killing and everything at the end. but it stopped before the killing. all about politics. boo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall and will go now :))) bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-4054512979656626951?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4054512979656626951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=4054512979656626951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4054512979656626951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4054512979656626951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-i-wore-this-paint-less-badge-i.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-1930299032712923764</id><published>2007-04-20T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T04:09:00.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;stones, taught me to fly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love, taught me to lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life, taught me to die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 27 points for napfa :] see, haha. i don't want anyone to think i'm so fit and everything. 'cos i really am not :D i only got 28 points last year. i don't know how i got &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3rd fittest girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, must've been some mistake, seriously :) when i told nicole-ann i got 3 Bs, she didn't believe me. and i really felt like crying 'cos what if everyone finds out i'm actually just one big lump of cow shit who's good for nothing. but now the truth must be known :D i suck at sports. i just like running and stretching :] makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i did &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; well for 2.4 actually :D wasn't aiming for anything till i heard _____'s record :] but it's quite impossible to get that la. i was one minute away :) i improved one minute since last year. and i'm gonna improve another minute next year and so on! :) 'cos running is cool. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today ... had trng with this new coach. he's quite cool luh. let's us catch the ball with one hand :] if puva sees us do that, she'll flip. hahahha. nah, im exaggerating. i kinda miss puva's trngs. cos now its very inconsistent and i don't know whats going on. different coaches every training, diff ways of coaching ... makes me confused and gay =/ aft training, went to waffletown with moni :))) used up every single coin left in our pockets :D except 20 cents. went home and took &lt;em&gt;170 &lt;/em&gt;there was this guy who looked like taufik hidayat. hothothot :] but his attitude turned me offfff. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in desperate need for CIP hours. help :( okiedokes, bye :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MINGGGGIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-1930299032712923764?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1930299032712923764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=1930299032712923764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1930299032712923764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1930299032712923764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/stones-taught-me-to-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-6010523205837103127</id><published>2007-04-18T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T05:42:48.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RiYOUQcqHnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1x6U-ReUcI0/s1600-h/m84880904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054743372945301106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RiYOUQcqHnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1x6U-ReUcI0/s320/m84880904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internet's so slow, i could cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate a lot today. and burned off a lot too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;what i ate/drank&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mee siam&lt;br /&gt;- latte (can)&lt;br /&gt;- milo (pcket)&lt;br /&gt;- this chocolate&lt;br /&gt;- kway-tiao noodles&lt;br /&gt;- nata de coco yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe it isn't that much. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;how i burned it offff :]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PE (weights room)&lt;br /&gt;- 4 rounds + 4 rounds around track&lt;br /&gt;- crazy training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah okay, maybe it isn't that much either. i really really hope, i don't get muscle aches. cos it's napfa tmrrr! :] so exciting. for the sake of passing incline pull ups, i've been doing push ups at night. which results in fat arms. y.u.c.k.s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today was .. quite tiring :( but that's good. :) i'm having a really bad headache now. WHEE. lizards are attacking my brain. ALRIGHTBYE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the words of a broken heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's just emotion that's taking me over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tied up up in sorrow; lost in my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-6010523205837103127?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6010523205837103127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=6010523205837103127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/6010523205837103127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/6010523205837103127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-internets-so-slow-i-could-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RiYOUQcqHnI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1x6U-ReUcI0/s72-c/m84880904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-180774789227650455</id><published>2007-04-17T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T03:38:10.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started off really badly. my geog book got confiscated and everything happened so fast, i didn't know how to react. &amp; i just started tearing. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. but i was really looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; to b&amp;j ! :D :D :D for the love of my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GY&lt;/span&gt; friends, i didn't tell like everyone. usually, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be really bright and perky and tell the whole world it's "BEN AND JERRY'S FREE CONE DAY!" but i didn't today :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;. a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lottt&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sc&lt;/span&gt; girls at the bus stop, most of them stopped at newton to go united square :) so we decided to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cathay&lt;/span&gt;! we ran all the way from plaza sing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cathay&lt;/span&gt; and on the way there we saw ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PUVAAA&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahahhaha&lt;/span&gt;. i guess i really wanted to talk for a while, but due to ... peer pressure, i just smiled and waved and went on running! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt; :D the queue was quite long, but it moved really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fastt&lt;/span&gt;. i got my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;icecream&lt;/span&gt;, and a balloon, and pictures with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; cow! after that, we w.a.l.k.e.d to raffles city :) for more ice cream, duh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hahahha&lt;/span&gt;. got another picture with a taller &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want the pictures! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; really scared we'll appear in newspaper or something. but since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; just predicted it, i doubt it'll happen :] took a bus home, took 170. and i didn't like it. 'cos of &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;smelly and dirty old men&lt;/span&gt; and many of them brushed against me and my bag when i wanted to go out. so i was really really sad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;traumatised&lt;/span&gt; and started tearing while walking home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life, taught me to die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-180774789227650455?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/180774789227650455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=180774789227650455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/180774789227650455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/180774789227650455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-started-off-really-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-2473202965560541274</id><published>2007-04-15T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T06:25:52.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really wanna learn the piano. and how to write cursive :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;new installments in my life - my mum's old discman + springwaltz soundtrack = YAY.&lt;br /&gt;but once in a while, i'd have to bring myself back to reality, so i'll listen to the radio :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-2473202965560541274?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2473202965560541274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=2473202965560541274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2473202965560541274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2473202965560541274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-really-wanna-learn-piano.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-3378185198711436069</id><published>2007-04-13T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T03:18:51.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;time after time, feelings die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sprint watlz is nicey nicey poopoo. but soon it'll come out on tv. and everyone will start liking it too, and that'll be when i'll just have to =X i realised i never actually cry when watching shows or videos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried tho, when we didn't get in for om. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart beated, boy.&lt;br /&gt;give up&lt;br /&gt;giving up&lt;br /&gt;gave up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MJDN9YevRZ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MJDN9YevRZ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;now we'll just go on ...&lt;br /&gt;living seperate lives&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-3378185198711436069?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-4738211180311640398</id><published>2007-04-07T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T03:55:02.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In sleep he sang to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In dreams he came&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That voice which calls to me and speaks my name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7 plus. met dwi at coro and ming at newton mrt and made our way to harbourfront. met the rest, shoes, xf and moni. went to sentosa and went to the southest most part of asia's mainland. hahahah. &lt;strong&gt;not a nice beach&lt;/strong&gt;. i swear. dwi's worst experience out of her prob million experiences. met jillian at 1 after that at vivo. watched freedom writers (: was really really coooool. according to shoes, jills cried like a waterfalll. hahahaha. i didn't cry ;) i'm cool. but it's a good show :D go watch it. shopped and ate after that. went homeeee at arnd 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took many many pics ..... but they're all &lt;em&gt;gone&lt;/em&gt;. and i didn't know whether to be sad, happy or angry. i was trying to be as emotionless as possible. yeah. and i still am. and it just fucking pisses me off - everything that happened last night. but i'm not pissed with anyone :] cos it isnt anyones fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8 plus. went to sch :] our structure got crushed again ..... 17kg this time. SIGH mrs cha &amp; mr tee gave us a long long briefing. i just really want this, real bad. and i dont know why :P if we get in. we still hv to go for sports day. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended at like 10.30. went for phantom of the opera aft that :) at two pm with family. sat at second row from the front! too near, too scary. but overall it was v v v good. music and cast and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days hv been very blank. &amp;amp; i quite like it :D alrightie BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to &lt;strong&gt;run away&lt;/strong&gt; but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don’t need you then why am I &lt;strong&gt;crying on my bed&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;If I don’t need you then why does your &lt;strong&gt;name&lt;/strong&gt; resound in my head?&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not for me then why does this distance &lt;em&gt;maim my life&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my &lt;s&gt;wife&lt;/s&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why you’re so far away&lt;br /&gt;But I know that this much is true&lt;br /&gt;We’ll make it through&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;br /&gt;And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-4738211180311640398?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4738211180311640398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=4738211180311640398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4738211180311640398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4738211180311640398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-just-so-sad-now-good-friday-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-3654861403858313274</id><published>2007-04-06T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T04:47:27.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back :) and i'm really really tired. will post about it tmr, and pics maybe? if im allowed to :] hahahaa. tmr's p.o.t.o and maybe skating with melkhor, jub and jo. but like i can only make it in the morning and jo and jub can only make it in the afternoon. so see how. shitzy poo! om meeting with teachers at 9am?! so scary. this 3 day holiday thingy is so sucky. i've got to wake up early on sunday tooooo. :( i don't even hv energy to listen to the radio at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat.broke.tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty spaces fill me up with holes&lt;br /&gt;Distant faces with no place left to go&lt;br /&gt;Without you, within me I can't find no rest&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going is anybody's guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I'm going to be is, incomplete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voices tell me I should carry on&lt;br /&gt;But I am swimming in an ocean all alone&lt;br /&gt;Baby, my baby&lt;br /&gt;It's written on your face&lt;br /&gt;You still wonder if we made a &lt;strong&gt;big mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to drag it on&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't seem to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't wanna make you face this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-3654861403858313274?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3654861403858313274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=3654861403858313274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3654861403858313274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3654861403858313274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-came-back-and-im-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-6357321867326127415</id><published>2007-04-05T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T07:12:10.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i go so excited 'bout tmr that i forgot tht i had my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt; haha. my mum's too over protective anwsss, i don't know what im gonna leave my house in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nennynenny poo. iceskating with skating buddies on satttt! :D i sure hope i can go! i'm broke. flat broke. boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun (: b_____ shopping with a few netballers. haha. drama girls had their SYF and i don't know anything about it except that ..... chaisy's a music person and ranita is a ... brown thing. hahahahaha. oh my goodness, i should've bothered a bit more :) i think they did well? yeah :D art is so screwed. dunno what im gonna do with my freaking clay. leave it to die i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, byebyebye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someday i'm finally gonna let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-6357321867326127415?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6357321867326127415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=6357321867326127415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/6357321867326127415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/6357321867326127415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-go-so-excited-bout-tmr-that-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-5634936259294049559</id><published>2007-04-04T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T04:56:03.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;'cos i want it all,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or nothing at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i was born a long long time ago. in the victorian era or something. where there was really a &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt; and an &lt;em&gt;ugly&lt;/em&gt;. now, beauty is defined as thick make up, eye liner, push up bras, and most prob aft plastic surgery or some enhacement. nowadays, everyone's like, "oh, she's so pretty!" but no one agrees sometimes 'cos what's pretty to her and them? the word &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt; should just be taken of the dictionary if everyone wants everyone else to think EVERY GIRL is &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;. then what's the use off having the word beautiful. it's just like saying everyone's human. what's so special about &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. makes me really gay and sick. but then again, what can i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmbr how running used to be my life. in P5 or something? yeah, i won individual champ, but that was then. and now gravity's specifcally acting on me. the list of rejects -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ballet (since i was K2? stopped at P6)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;swimming (stopped at bronze)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ice skating (stopped after 3/4 a year or so)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;running (started training at P4, quit at P6 for netball)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;netball.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;netball's not really over. but come to think of it, yeah, it's kinda over? .. i'm not really concerned of the fact that we have no coach, cos regardless of whether we have a coach or not, i still suck? ming's like telling me how she wants to join chess .. it's not as if she ever will. it's kinda sending the message v clear that i really suck. but then again, it's not as if i can do anything about that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i thought i could just excel in studies. but everything's just going down. i'm only getting high for things that aren't graded and small lil's things upon 5. like, math pledge. how fished up can i be. it's another one of these days where i realise i'm good for nothing. but then again, God put me into this world not for me to excel in something. but yeah right, as if i can even evangelise, or have a shocking testimony. everyday i think this day sucks, and the next day it gets worse, so then i'm so grateful for the day b4, and then the next day sucks even more. so my days are practically just all dropping lower and lower? i can't rmbr the first day i even said "today sucked". cos that was a long time ago, and when i think about it, did it really suck that much? come to think of it, how much deeper can i fall? oh well, it's not as if i can turn back time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my friends aren't making it better either. sometimes i think the only thing they can do is pretend not to see. i still thank God for these friends 'cos without them, i'm somewhat nothing :) i have no life outside school so what's the point of making the effort to make friends outside or school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when i think i have no life and nothing to look forward to. i think of the people in africa searching for food in the dumps. yeah, that's really how low i can get. and right now, i'm feeling terribly sorry for myself which is a total waste of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i still thank God, and I love him and love him. the end, Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am going to write pretty tmonials now and it'll be as if nothing's wrong. 'cos really, what's wrong? nothing's wrong :) i don't see the point in mourning 'cos no one would f-ing care anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-5634936259294049559?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5634936259294049559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=5634936259294049559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/5634936259294049559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/5634936259294049559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/cos-i-want-it-all-or-nothing-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-6908106599196169969</id><published>2007-04-03T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T01:44:21.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I didn’t think of you&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of things to do&lt;br /&gt;I was moving on with my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I need some answers, some answers&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired and I’m getting weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hour passes by&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna be a long night ahead&lt;br /&gt;Cos I feel you creeping up inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time I can’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only miss you when I’m dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I don’t wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why you only &lt;strong&gt;hurt me&lt;/strong&gt; when I’m sleeping&lt;br /&gt;The only time I can’t control my mind&lt;br /&gt;And the only time I can’t put up a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you when I’m dreaming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-6908106599196169969?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6908106599196169969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=6908106599196169969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/6908106599196169969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/6908106599196169969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-i-didnt-think-of-you-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-8448153971475413587</id><published>2007-04-02T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T02:31:42.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Time can bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Time can bend your knee&lt;br /&gt;Time can break your heart&lt;br /&gt;Have you begging please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed service but went for baptism class :) i wrote out my tmony and ltr found out that i had to email it -.- -.- -.- hahahah. the new food court at whitesands so colddd. &gt;:( not nice. borrowed books which i dont think i'll finish reading anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. bladed for like 3 hours plus after that. but i felt as if i ate more than i bladed. hahahaha. soon they'll ban blading beside the canal luh. i scare paranoid mothers with children standing in the middle of the pavement. so dumb -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history test. was v funneh. we had to do activity book or read chapt 5 after we finish. who in their right mind wouldn't look at the textbook luhhhh. but of cos, everyone in my class alr studied like toot for the test, so why would they need to check. monica was so pissed cos she said pple checked the wrkbook. :] hahahahhahaha. a bit unfair tho, to those who studied like toot. AHHA. riotttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, our group was one of the winners for our problem. for om. and like, competitions next week at acs i. I WANT TO LAUGH. hahahaha. but its gonna be damn stress. must commit! hahahaha. lit was really funny. everyone can really potray the characters of "of mice and man" really well. even when the mood is slow .. its like still realistic. :) yup. v sadddd. after that was ce. and assembly. haha. cool stuff luh :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauren's telling me really gay tips on growing tall .. like "drinking milk, swimming, yoga, eating 3 meals .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but someone commented,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will eventually lose height when you age and osteoporosis sets in. So don't work too hard on it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one said : &lt;strong&gt;i don't believe that eating or swimming will make you tall,&lt;br /&gt;look at the african people and the people in sudan, they are so tall&lt;br /&gt;they have war they don't swim and they don't eat good food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaha. everyone's shooting up. even my sister. she's like 161 now? yeah. but that's sad stuff. MOVING ON ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_____ &lt;/span&gt;came :D waha. im happy it came. 'cos if not, that might mean im ..... pregnant. WAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't wanna run away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wan't to stay forever ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many movies i wanna watch nowww. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;freedom writers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mr beans holiday (omg. im like the only one who hasn't watched it!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this jude law show&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this mandy moore show&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahahahhaha. i can't remember the titles. will go check later. i need to go out. and not succumb to fatty food. i bet you i will stay online till 8pm. i have nth better to do. haha oh man. OKAY BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out&lt;br /&gt;These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again&lt;br /&gt;If you only try turning around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-8448153971475413587?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8448153971475413587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=8448153971475413587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8448153971475413587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8448153971475413587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-can-bring-you-down-time-can-bend.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-2258786828250603878</id><published>2007-03-31T05:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T05:38:26.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;some day i'm finally gonna let go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'cos i know there's a better way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna know what's over that rainbow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm gonna get out of here someday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today .. made me realise what a couch potato i am. and that i can't do anything about it. i am helpless but not hopeless cos i've got God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sutdy. i will study. i can. i will. I AM GOING TO DO WELL FOR THIS HISTORY TESTTT. gonna be damn embarrassing when i don't. but i know i will :] i will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself a chance&lt;br /&gt;Nothin’s gonna hold you back&lt;br /&gt;Everything you want is right there waiting&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha wanna do&lt;br /&gt;Gotta have some faith in you(God)&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know&lt;br /&gt;That you can have it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard at ELEVEN today. oh mans, had to wake up so early :( saw shoes and xf. jills was at taka and moni and nazi were at wisma. wanted to meet themmm, but no mood. muahahhaha. okiedokie, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-2258786828250603878?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2258786828250603878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=2258786828250603878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2258786828250603878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2258786828250603878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-day-im-finally-gonna-let-go-cos-i.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-2257120559585283821</id><published>2007-03-30T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T05:38:42.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I don't want to call my friends&lt;br /&gt;For they might wake me from this dream&lt;br /&gt;And I can't leave this bed&lt;br /&gt;Risk forgetting all that's been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rgz-kkjvm0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pTsTiAeyx9U/s1600-h/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047689186617826114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rgz-kkjvm0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pTsTiAeyx9U/s320/IMG_0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;oh manszszsz. look at everyone's expressions :P poot. makes me sad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;those were the days, my friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we thought it'll never end :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a lyrics/music - craze/addict/geek now. hahahahhahaha. everyday, i go to sch with many diff songs stuck in my headdd. and i'll just get to class and &lt;em&gt;splatter&lt;/em&gt; them out. hahahahha. whee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your eyes, I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;You're smile, I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;Realized, I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you to be wanting me.&lt;br /&gt;No, that ain't no way to be.&lt;br /&gt;How I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Read my lips.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;br /&gt;It is my time.&lt;br /&gt;You never were a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt at first a little bit&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm so over&lt;br /&gt;So over it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over it by katharine mcphee :D i think 3rd on class 95's dunno what countdown at 7pm plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were quite .. i dunno. but i was having a really bad headache :( and toothache :D oh yes, HISTORY was giving me a v bad headache. they really should let us bring our laptops. what mr ang makes us copy is .. unbearable. i need new pens. sigh. i was so happy when i saw that there was no chinese today :) CE and lit was kinda cool. rained terribly then. but there was still trng .......... sheltered court. trng was quite okay i guess :D burn burn burn all the stuffy food. went with moni bunny and wen to sign up for CIP and and and ms cheong embarrassed me &lt;em&gt;terribly&lt;/em&gt;. such a saddistttt. and i really feel we should redo our geog project. ahhhhhh sh*t :) went waffletown ltr with netballers. yay. i owe pple lots of money. i'm really broke. my ang pow money seems to be vanishing. uawgrabogfauopeaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fweet. had a &lt;em&gt;heated&lt;/em&gt; conversation with vera and zeshan last night. oh man, damn funny luh. but shanshan promised not to tell anyoneeee :] and u better not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate kimchi noodles with baked potato today. they so don't go. okiedokie. here's crying in the rain by everly brothers. enjoy :] (reading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you see&lt;br /&gt;The way this broken heart is hurting me&lt;br /&gt;I've got my pride&lt;br /&gt;And I know how to hide&lt;br /&gt;All the sorrow and pain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wait for cloudy skies&lt;br /&gt;You won't know the rain from the tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know&lt;br /&gt;That I still love you so&lt;br /&gt;Though the heartaches remain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops falling from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Could never wash away my misery&lt;br /&gt;Since we're not together&lt;br /&gt;I pray for stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops falling from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Could never wash away my misery&lt;br /&gt;Since we're not together&lt;br /&gt;I pray for stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;To hide these tears I hope you never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day when my crying's done&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I may be a fool&lt;br /&gt;But 'til then darling you'll&lt;br /&gt;Never see me complain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;To hide these tears I hope you never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day when my crying's done&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I may be a fool&lt;br /&gt;But 'til then darling you'll&lt;br /&gt;Never see me complain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops falling from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Could never wash away my misery&lt;br /&gt;Since we're not together&lt;br /&gt;I pray for stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;To hide these tears I hope you never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day when my crying's done&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I may be a fool&lt;br /&gt;But 'til then darling you'll&lt;br /&gt;Never see me complain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my crying in the ... rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-2257120559585283821?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2257120559585283821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=2257120559585283821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2257120559585283821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2257120559585283821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-want-to-call-my-friends-for-they.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rgz-kkjvm0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pTsTiAeyx9U/s72-c/IMG_0970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-164949487153443758</id><published>2007-03-29T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T03:22:12.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger/RguNY0jvmzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UWXu2l4E64s/s1600-h/P3290052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047283264963713842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RguNY0jvmzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UWXu2l4E64s/s320/P3290052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have a dimpleeeee :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be waiting for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here inside my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIREDRILL :D so hot and yucks &gt;:( hahahhaa. ms cheong's last day toooo. so sad :( muaha.we counted our chinese CA1 marks. and i am so so so so so sad. hahahahha. but yeah, i don't really care now. 'cos i can't do anything about it! just to uh, thank God for this .. WONDERFUL experience. i should/will learn something 'bout it soon. double english was supposedly summary tests. but apparently not. made our way to the gallery for the dunno how many-th time to do eng. hahahahha. today was pretty boring cos everyone was v stone. hahahha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went for sports heats aft schoool :D haha. was quite coool luh. taking .. the time? oh man, what's it called. ok wtvs. haha. i bought a coffee bean latte aft that. &amp;amp; it was v v v v v nice :D i got named a typical singaporean by jills cos i bought a delifrance curry puff for one dollar. wahahahhaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love u mel, for all the pretty french braids :D ahh shiztz. so much hmwork :( actually not a lot. cos they're all due next week. s.i.g.h. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"you must be a broom 'cos u swep me off my feet" :] hahahahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKIEDOKIE. BUHYBE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know for certain&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye is a crime&lt;br /&gt;So love if you need me&lt;br /&gt;Suspend me in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-164949487153443758?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/164949487153443758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=164949487153443758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/164949487153443758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/164949487153443758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-do-have-dimpleeeee-ill-be-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RguNY0jvmzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UWXu2l4E64s/s72-c/P3290052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-5838548980107796237</id><published>2007-03-28T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T04:48:11.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;can't believe i'm the fool again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i should really stop whining and study harder. but i'm alr studying what i need to study. what more is there to study about. i hate revising :] another let down and &lt;s&gt;another and another. SIGH. &lt;/s&gt;urgh. come one, buck up, lynn :) u can do more than this :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooh. i know how to french braid :) i learned then practiced on my sis' hair :D but it's quite messy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my word's were cold &amp; flat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you deserved more than that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baked .. this very sweet thing for home ec. seriously sweet and addictive. like 50g of sugar in 14 palm-sized .. biscuits. drama girls left to prac for SYF so i was partner-lesssss :( but mel khor came during chi and nazi for the rest :D nazi puts elbow cream, so her elbow's v freaky :D but i think nazi's more freaked out by me. hahahahahhaha. was s'pose to have trnggg? but somehow something happened ......... cheat my feelings again &gt;:( ate so much during recess somemore. argh. hahahahahah. so moni and i went to the library to do math :) found out ming and rest weren't where they were s'pose to be. so found dwi and xf and some secs 1. did a stupid treasure hunt that burnt 1/4 of the fatty foods i ate. :) :) found them. bla bla. everyone did diff stuff aft that. ran 2.4 with sandy. omg luh, worst run ever. hahahah. we ran 2.4 in like (okay, don't wanna tell the timing). so embarrassing &gt;:( hahahahhaha. played street netball aft that. did lots of wuliao things. talked about lots of boliao things. hahahaha. like piercings and chest hair !?!? went macs with dwi,ming,xf and shoes aft that. lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is very descriptive. i don't like &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is 10% luck, 20% skill&lt;br /&gt;15% percent concentrated power of will&lt;br /&gt;5% percent pleasure, 50% percent pain&lt;br /&gt;and a &lt;strong&gt;100%&lt;/strong&gt; reason to remember the name! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it's such a cool songggg :) going to toa payoh tmr :D to keep the time thingy. I THINK. hahahahah. quite excited actually? .. yay yay. but lots of homework &gt;:( gonna poo poo now. haha. okay that was unnecessary. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE OKIEDOKIE, i shall think about what to do now :) byebyebyebyebye. our last class with ms cheong tmr! (ithink) :( :( BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today such a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;I try to find my way&lt;br /&gt;But only you occupy my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard you calling me&lt;br /&gt;But it's just the storm outside&lt;br /&gt;And today I want you next to me,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart playing with my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;you know my heart is breaking into two&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it end&lt;br /&gt;why can't we mend these wounds left open so long&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it end&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can't pretend to stop loving you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mushy and gay. omg omg omg. whee hahahahahha. this quiz ripped from moni's blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to make a pot of&lt;br /&gt;coffee.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I keep track of dates using a&lt;br /&gt;calender.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own more than one credit card.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know how to change the oil in a&lt;br /&gt;car.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know how to do my own laundry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I vote every election.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can cook for myself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think politics are exciting.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I balance my checkbook.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents have better things to&lt;br /&gt;say than my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I show up for school/college/work&lt;br /&gt;every day early.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in my&lt;br /&gt;pocket/purse.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've never gotten a detention.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have never smoked a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have never gotten completely&lt;br /&gt;trashed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have forgotten my own birthday at&lt;br /&gt;least once.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like to take walks by myself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've watched talk shows.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know what 'credibility' means&lt;br /&gt;without looking it up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I drink coffee at least once a&lt;br /&gt;week.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to do the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can count to 10 in another&lt;br /&gt;language.&lt;br /&gt;[x] When I say I'm going to do&lt;br /&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;I do it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents trust me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can mow the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can make adults laugh without&lt;br /&gt;being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to water the plants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I study when I have to.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I pay attention at school/college.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to feed my pets.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can spell 'experience' without&lt;br /&gt;looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[x] I work out on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I clean up my own mess.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The people at Starbucks know me by&lt;br /&gt;name.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My favorite kind of food is take&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have gained weight since&lt;br /&gt;middle/high school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The first thing I do when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;is get caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can go to the store without&lt;br /&gt;getting something I don't need.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I understand political jokes the&lt;br /&gt;first time they are said.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can type quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that the weather&lt;br /&gt;forecast changes every hour.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My only friends are from my place&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;employment.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to a tupperware party.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that no one will&lt;br /&gt;take you seriously unless you are over&lt;br /&gt;the age of 25 and have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more bills than I can pay.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All my friends are older than I am.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can say no to staying out all&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I use the internet every day.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My wardrobe hasn't changed in a&lt;br /&gt;while.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can read a book and actually&lt;br /&gt;finish it.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i should get married at 19. &lt;/strong&gt;haha. okay that's gay. its not even related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, seriously, BYE. (i like the numbers of this time im ending this post. so byeee!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-5838548980107796237?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5838548980107796237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=5838548980107796237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/5838548980107796237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/5838548980107796237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/cant-believe-im-fool-again_28.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-5530448282577842885</id><published>2007-03-27T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T01:57:53.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think im drowning&lt;br /&gt;asphyxiated&lt;br /&gt;i wanna break the spell&lt;br /&gt;that you've created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;a contradiction&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play the game&lt;br /&gt;i want the friction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will be&lt;br /&gt;the death of me&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you will be&lt;br /&gt;the death of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;and our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;you can't push it underground&lt;br /&gt;you can't stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted freedom&lt;br /&gt;but i'm restricted&lt;br /&gt;i tried to give you up&lt;br /&gt;but i'm addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that you know I'm trapped&lt;br /&gt;sense of elation&lt;br /&gt;you'll never dream of breaking this fixation&lt;br /&gt;you will squeeze the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah you will suck the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bury it&lt;br /&gt;i won't let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;i won't let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;i won't let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did it come to this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;these words are my diary screaming out loud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so ... school has been rather, normal. i feel like re-doing every single test i did. today didn't help ... got back science test. awreoiabtabvaoisheapweawh i really dunno what to do anymore. to be sad? angry? happy? ... sigh. trust in God :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust and obey, for there's no other way, to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a burden we bear,&lt;br /&gt;not a sorrow we share,&lt;br /&gt;but our toil he doth richly repay;&lt;br /&gt;not a grief or a loss,&lt;br /&gt;not a frown or a cross,&lt;br /&gt;but is blest if we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trust and obey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha. okay, that was kinda cool :] erms ... i changed my numberrr :) but u can still call me thru the old one. till like, april? stayed up till like 12plus listening to the radio. :) my new craze. today we had music ... and i discovered that i have no musical talents at all. today chaisy got excited during/after recess :] :] don't ask me why. :DDD our geog project was kinda screwed. i guess another biggy big red F. extra big SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training tmr. and classes i'm &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; looking foward to ..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cos everywhere i go&lt;br /&gt;there's a love song that reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;and even though i knew i had to be strong&lt;br /&gt;i was still not over you&lt;br /&gt;'cos i still believe and i could see how there's nothing left of you and me&lt;br /&gt;that time is over&lt;br /&gt;'cos i'm so not over you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-5530448282577842885?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5530448282577842885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=5530448282577842885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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only falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;total eclipse of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life&lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just really sad now :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm barely passing chinese, and everyone around me's like, "omg! i only got 70/80/90%!" i felt like telling them to shut the (fish) up. like seriously. and it's not only chinese :( it's like no matter how i try, i get so low. and whenever i don't put in effort, i get really high. it's seriously happening. and it's like the teachers don't even seem to care. i mean, i got 4/20 for a test (okay fine, worksheet). and while she's going thru, she just says, "okay, nevermind. i'm not going to go through this. most of you got full marks anyway". i think this is really discouraging and mean :( and its like i really studied for this test(read e book), and i got like 11/20. and those who didn't even read it got like 14/15 upon 20 :( i really don't feel like trying anymore. i want to fly far far away and never ever come back :) / :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love me, that's all i ask of you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-7343239460204005768?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7343239460204005768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=7343239460204005768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like the first time you touched my skin,&lt;br /&gt;All over again&lt;br /&gt;I tasted heaven take me there again,&lt;br /&gt;All over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile,&lt;br /&gt;Your touch,&lt;br /&gt;Your taste,&lt;br /&gt;It turns me on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;That I fall in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-8159866531074309874?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8159866531074309874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=8159866531074309874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8159866531074309874'/><link rel='self' 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so much. you think i wanna take a whole big detour to my house just so i can prove to you i'm not stalking u. press the bell immediately. walk so slowly. ohmygosh luh, i want to box you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lynnnnn, be nice :] :] :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i'm very tired :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trapped in the past, i just can't seem to move on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-2739761962075684268?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2739761962075684268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=2739761962075684268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2739761962075684268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2739761962075684268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-3817279172216953368</id><published>2007-03-21T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T04:11:55.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if i could escape&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis asked me what hens ate. i said chicken food :]&lt;br /&gt;that's the random thought of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our om long-term was today :D i thought our group did a really good job even tho it was v v v v last minute :) our thingy could take about 20+kg. yey. i rmbred mrs tina neoh said last year's one could take like 200kg. i think. hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today 2GY had their 10 round race. and we got 100% passes! YEYYYY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now everynight i listen to tripple X countdown :D something like thattt. and the top songs are always either sweet escape by gwen or that avril lavigne song - boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a really boring post that will serve no purpose whatsoever in my life ahead. so i shall stop :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a song i sang a lot of times when i was p6 and didn't bother 'bout the lyrics. but now i do, 'cos i'm &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mature&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahahahha. yeah right. enjoy reading &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody's got something they had to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time&lt;br /&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;br /&gt;How it could be now or neither been&lt;br /&gt;All this I know, but still I can't find ways to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Till that day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretend that I've moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;br /&gt;And I know no matter where love takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in my memory, I lost all sense of time&lt;br /&gt;Amd tomorrow can never be&lt;br /&gt;'Cause yesterday is all that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;br /&gt;How it should be now or neither been&lt;br /&gt;Oh this I know, but still I can't find ways to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be the dream that fills my head&lt;br /&gt;(Yes you will, say you will, you know you will, &lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be the one I know &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll never forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because love is a strange and funny thing&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I try and try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just can't say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be with &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-3817279172216953368?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3817279172216953368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=3817279172216953368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3817279172216953368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3817279172216953368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-i-could-escape-my-sis-asked-me-what.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-4137427964010190254</id><published>2007-03-19T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T06:11:30.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rf6EScvPP4I/AAAAAAAAADs/BQ8QKRsfqWg/s1600-h/P3170384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043614085188370306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rf6EScvPP4I/AAAAAAAAADs/BQ8QKRsfqWg/s320/P3170384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. i just realised i didnt write much about my holidays. out of all the small lil holidays i had, this is actually the first one im posting about :) i keep going to malaysia, sometimes i get sick of it &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at like 6? left for malaysia :) i think i slept through it most of the time. ate at the usual lunch place. omg, the cats there are like sooo annoying luh :PPP my dad gave it chicken :] i forgot what i did for the rest of the day. OH YA, i did &lt;strong&gt;math&lt;/strong&gt;. the harder one, i think. i got 21/25 :] so cool right. HAHA, oh man. i seriously forgot what i did that day. i think nth much luh. im growing old. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up and took my mum's place for breakfast :] i thought i ate quite a lot, but my dad said i didn't and it wasnt worth the money they paid for. okayyyy, wtvs. mm, i finished the other math wrksheet. i got 20/25 :] hahahahha. YOU KNOW RIGHTTT, all th questions i guessed, i got correct. all the ones i spend so long doing, i got them wrong. okay, im exagerrating, but still. swimmed ltr =] my dad used his water proof camera. so coooool can :D went to the beach ltr. i didn't lay ONE part of my body on it except my legs :) cos i hate getting sandy. AHHAHAHAA. it was really temptingggg. but im proud of myself now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rf6HOMvPP5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/mmL-3tnZ4iY/s1600-h/P3160071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rf6HOMvPP5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/mmL-3tnZ4iY/s320/P3160071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kayaked :) pic's up there. my dad thought the water was really smooth and nice. i thought it was gross 'cos there was seaweed in it. didn't kayak for v long, actually maybe quite long. i took like 10 mins?! to finally get my "boat" beside the thingy. haha so gay luh. i had to do it by myselffffff! and i didn't wanna wet my shoes :] (altho they were alr wet) studied my lit and science at like 10pm at night. cos my mum didnt wanna let go of the tv &gt;:( hahahahha. oh yea, the beach was v nice on that day cos it was lowtide :) there were many many pics. but im so lazy to upload. muaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drove back at , i dunno what time. i know i missed baptism class :( oh nooo. went to grandmummy's house ltr to blade with sis and aunt. hahahahha. wasnt as fun as last weeek. cos my blades were my dads, i brought the wrong ones, again. and they were really heavy. skated all the way to east coast. i dont like east coast. so many show offs &gt;=( hahahahhaa. im jking. lala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY &lt;/strong&gt;(today)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;schoooooool. im so screwed for lit and science test luh. touch wood touch wood :) had the briefing bout streaming. and mel and i wrote this really funnaye conversation on her paper. hahahaha. its rateddd luh. so joys (my lil duckie daughter) couldn't see it &gt;:) hahahahahha. aft that was s'pose to hv training. but coach didn't come :) so we slacked. omg, i suck at squash. hahahahhahaha. oh, on the way backkk, dwi and i saw this lady carrying this really nice bag. it has like allesandro ambrosio on it! dwi asked her where she got it frm =] and she said US. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okiedokie, buhbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you want it the most, there's no easy way out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-4137427964010190254?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4137427964010190254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=4137427964010190254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4137427964010190254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4137427964010190254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/thursday-woke-up-at-like-6-left-for.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rf6EScvPP4I/AAAAAAAAADs/BQ8QKRsfqWg/s72-c/P3170384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-2022060015990734375</id><published>2007-03-18T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:43:04.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;happy st patricks day&lt;/strong&gt; (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im back. yay. whoo. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished my math :] and my lit and my science :] yay.&lt;br /&gt;i ate a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i missed baptism class :( oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;i am going blading ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty song by bonnie tyler/westlife &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit lonely and you're never coming around&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, Every now and then I get a&lt;br /&gt;little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you now tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I need you more than ever&lt;br /&gt;And if you'll only hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be holding on forever&lt;br /&gt;And we'll only be making it right&lt;br /&gt;Cause we'll never be wrong together&lt;br /&gt;We can take it to the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks&lt;br /&gt;I really need you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was falling in love&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm only falling apart&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life&lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know&lt;br /&gt;you'll never be the boy you always you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know&lt;br /&gt;there's no one in the universe as magical and wonderous as you&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing any better and there's nothing I just wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, Every now and&lt;br /&gt;then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-2022060015990734375?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2022060015990734375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=2022060015990734375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2022060015990734375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2022060015990734375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-st-patricks-day-i-think-omg-im.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-4842803903030472110</id><published>2007-03-14T05:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T05:42:58.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RffsdcvPP3I/AAAAAAAAADk/xXRG0PZiiMA/s1600-h/P3140014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041758298539245426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RffsdcvPP3I/AAAAAAAAADk/xXRG0PZiiMA/s200/P3140014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stressed. but i'll talk about that later :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;training first thing in the morn' at 8.30. booo. everyone said today's trng was worse. but i thought it was oh-kay. except for the 1500 skips &gt;:( saw the ncc girls hving camp. omg, so tiring manszszsz. ate at waffletown ltr with mings, shoes and xf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;came back and played non-stop msn games with monica. hahahahah. it was really cutee &gt;&lt; 'cos we kept playing uno. and and and, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;monica thought purple player was hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA. so lame &lt;em&gt;sia. &lt;/em&gt;and orange player kept cheating my feelings &gt;:( hahahahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;left at 4 plus to meet xf at wisma :) but i was EARLY (omg how could i be early. i was s'pose to be &lt;em&gt;fashionably&lt;/em&gt; late) ;) hahahahha. but anw, decided to meet mings, jills, shoes and dwi-wee first :) so then bla bla bla. met everyone! :D (which includes xf and wernie) haha. we shopped like everywheree, ate at crystal jade &lt;em&gt;express&lt;/em&gt;. my ice milo cost 2.20 dollars. but it was worth it :] bought many stuff (okay, not that many), tried many many dresses, and took many many pictures :D dwi's pics are so cool. i can't snap any candid pictures 'cos it looks really obvious and that person would turn away -.- so overall, it was really fun :) and it was SUCH A PITY that moni, bunny and michelle couldn't come :( BOO. &amp;amp;we should do it again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY. why i'm &lt;strong&gt;stressed&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm going to malaysia tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (6am) &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay fine, i knew that a long time ago. but but, theres so much hw! and i hv to study for lit and science test and i have to write my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;testimony &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. shitzy poooooo. so much stuff to bring there. it's not gonna be a holiday manszsz. i'll be back on sunday :) before 9am. HAHA 'cos i can't miss baptism classsss. boo. i dunno how i'm gonna COPE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAYBYE :( gonna miss u, computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YES, SHOKING NEWS - ROB AND AMBER ARE OUT OF AMAZING RACE. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-4842803903030472110?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4842803903030472110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=4842803903030472110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4842803903030472110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4842803903030472110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RffsdcvPP3I/AAAAAAAAADk/xXRG0PZiiMA/s72-c/P3140014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-7550328407169266413</id><published>2007-03-13T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T06:22:41.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sad nowww.&lt;br /&gt;'cos i can't taste anything :( i've been having sinus for the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; day. boooo. no more skin below my nose :]&lt;br /&gt;i gained a kg. yes, it's a big deal. from there, who knows how much more i'll gain. ahh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched interview with the vampire in the morning. :) i thought there was no need for the scenes that were rated. super gross. had doctor's appoinment :] &amp;then, watched music and lyrics with mummy at like 9? haha. it's a really funny and sweet show :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7 plus, was s'posed to go for trngg. but pon-ed in the end, 'cos my stomach kinda hurt, i think it's indigestion (kept burping. stomach's not used to sudden large intake of food :]). and i was really really tired. so .. slept all the way to 12 :) ate many many red bean buns :D reminds me of camp :( :( :( me and nazi ate dunno how many red bean buns :D went to united square for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm, watching hotel rwanda now :) watched it with my aunt in the cinema before, but that was then, &amp; i didn't understand anything. i just know it was v v v v v sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng tmr D: everyone said trng was v tough today. netball dinner tmr tooooo! yay. i &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; i'm going .. i hv to finish all my hw tmr. &lt;strong&gt;oh no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye :)&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, the cool picture's with pris are on friendster. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all I want to do is find a way back into love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-7550328407169266413?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7550328407169266413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=7550328407169266413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/7550328407169266413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/7550328407169266413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-1384339802820885175</id><published>2007-03-12T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T04:54:59.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To every girl who wants to be called&lt;br /&gt;beautiful not&lt;br /&gt;hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that will spend her&lt;br /&gt;whole day looking&lt;br /&gt;for the perfect present for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who gets her heart&lt;br /&gt;broken because&lt;br /&gt;he chose that b*tch instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that would die to have a&lt;br /&gt;decent&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that cries at night&lt;br /&gt;because of another&lt;br /&gt;heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that kisses him with&lt;br /&gt;meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who just wishes he cared&lt;br /&gt;more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who would just once want&lt;br /&gt;a guy to&lt;br /&gt;give their jacket up when they are&lt;br /&gt;cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who just wants him to&lt;br /&gt;call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who lies awake at night&lt;br /&gt;thinking&lt;br /&gt;about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that just wants to be&lt;br /&gt;cuddled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that just wants to sleep&lt;br /&gt;with him&lt;br /&gt;without having s3x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that is scared to put&lt;br /&gt;her heart out&lt;br /&gt;there again because she has been hurt&lt;br /&gt;too many&lt;br /&gt;times or so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who shows how much she&lt;br /&gt;cares&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;gets nothing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that thought maybe this&lt;br /&gt;one could be&lt;br /&gt;the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that believes in her&lt;br /&gt;dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that would do anything&lt;br /&gt;so she could&lt;br /&gt;achieve those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who is just looking for&lt;br /&gt;that one and&lt;br /&gt;only and is having a rough time along&lt;br /&gt;the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that has been cheated on&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;she is not a sut who gives it up to&lt;br /&gt;any guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that doesnt want a guy&lt;br /&gt;who just&lt;br /&gt;plays&lt;br /&gt;with her emotions but actually cares&lt;br /&gt;about how&lt;br /&gt;she feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that fell for all the&lt;br /&gt;lies only to find&lt;br /&gt;themselves alone in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that gave her heart away&lt;br /&gt;to have it&lt;br /&gt;shoved back in her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To every girl reading this, you're not the only one suffering out there =)&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;take comfort in the fact that God's guiding you always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-1384339802820885175?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1384339802820885175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=1384339802820885175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1384339802820885175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1384339802820885175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-every-girl-who-wants-to-be-called.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-8218427650910143045</id><published>2007-03-11T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T07:33:50.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had YF retreat :) it was quite cool, i guess. went to macs at like 1am 'cos tricia was hungry :) hahaha, i was tooo. slept really really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wake up at like 7? went to pasir ris park to do QT. it was really really niceeee :) the breeze and everything. pris and i took pics. and her phone's really cooool. so i'm &lt;em&gt;anxiously &lt;/em&gt;waiting for the pics. after retreat, met jubby at orchard :) booked tickets for blood and choc. shopped for the rest of the time till 5. my legs kinda ached. but i bet jubby's feet were worse. muaha. bought interview with the vampire! and lots and lots of fooooood. so then, watched blood and choc. it's really really cool. worth watching luh, i ... &lt;em&gt;daresay&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really sleepy during baptism class and the message. heh. bladed with my aunt and sis at bedok for like 2 hours or so? then bladed by myself :] i like blading. today, i had to blade with two left blades. 'cos i brought the wrong ones :X so i had no brakes, but i survived :) learning ice skating comes in handy. muaha. i watched golf today :D s'pose masters. nick dougherty's really really cute =) looks like hugh grant. not my type, tho. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed by blogskin =] maybe i'll spend the days of my holidays roller blading. tmr - DVD marathon with netballers, doctor's appoinment, MUSIC &amp; LYRICS! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. spurs is gonna lose to chelsea :( OKAY BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-8218427650910143045?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8218427650910143045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=8218427650910143045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8218427650910143045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8218427650910143045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-before-yesterday-had-yf-retreat-it.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-8728210566032103383</id><published>2007-03-07T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T03:55:25.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;my exact brand of heroin :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my dad told me skipping lunch is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;cool :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i lost my waterbottle at toa payoh stadium :) my dad's really angry, cos it's the third/fourth time i've lost a nalgene water bottle. so now he's gonna get me a &lt;em&gt;columbia&lt;/em&gt; one :]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there was sports heats! our event was like .. last. so we had to wait a really really long time. and while waiting, we did really dumb things :] we - nazi, moni, li en and i! and chaisy at some points of time. first, we did this warm up routine which moni said would break ur arms :) then we went to cheer the long jump girlies - mel and nadia! oh yes, they got into the finals :D but they didn't win :( nevermind! ya'll still rocked. oh oh, then the craziest part came ... we decided to catch falling leafs -.- nazi was the pro-est. moni looked really really cute! hahaha. i caught 1! nazi caught 2! and monica caught &lt;strong&gt;NONE&lt;/strong&gt; :D:D:D see how i bolded itttt. muahahahahah. i kept laughinggg. and my pee was about to burst out :X&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we got in 5th for 4 by 400m. which is really cool :D 2PE was like, w-o-w. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;aft that, many of us went to take MRT to eh, novena! :) first it was like, hweena, nazi, ger (i forgot her name! ahh! i'm really sorry), mel, nadia, chaisy and me! then slowly, everyone started leaving :/ in the end, chaisy, nadia, mel and i were at erm, novena. went with them to do their 1SE shirts -.- i felt really extra there. and we got bubble tea then left for home :] &amp; &amp;amp;, i realised that nadia stays really closeee. so cool!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i ate fish and chips for dinner :] i couldn't finish my chips. lalalala.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKAY. d'you know what. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;borat's comments page is like flooded. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i swear (altho i can't swear :]) that i didn't tag anythinggg :) really. &amp; honestly, i think the tags are really immature (but cute) :] as nadia said .. &lt;strong&gt;leave them alone&lt;/strong&gt;. muaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm so tired now a days, that i don't dream :( &amp;amp; i'm really sad. 'cos i really love dreams. :] i hope i talk in my sleep. 'cos talking in your sleeps is superrrr cool, to me. &lt;/p&gt;tag my board pple! i get really sad when theres no tags! then i'll decide to &lt;strong&gt;close&lt;/strong&gt; it down :( which will make me even more sadddd. hahahha. okay, PLS TAG :) i love you. muah. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you've gotta stop &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're tearing us apart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quit playing games with my heart :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-8728210566032103383?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8728210566032103383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=8728210566032103383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8728210566032103383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8728210566032103383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-my-dad-told-me-skipping-lunch-is.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-5689572953393955197</id><published>2007-03-06T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T02:24:25.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You make me high :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised .. that i spend a lot of time on the computer. which is very uncool :) there are less things to do now a days. i can sense that the teachers are like v stressed, but i don't know why :) there's actually a lot of homework ... that's due like a week or 2 later. i try to take the longest possible time to finish my last minute homework .. but there isnt much! frankly. teehee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my oral presentation today! i didn't really prepare :) but i thought it was okay ... really last minute and kinda random. i hate random things. like dreams. dreams aren't nice to listen to &gt;:[ 'cos it's just complete &amp; total random-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's 4 by 400m. HAHAHA. i've never ran 400m, and i don't plan on coming in like 1st or anythingggg. quite, impossible. even tho i know, with God, everything's possible :] bbbbut really, it's seriously and definiely quite impossible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! i just thought of something, "FLOB ME" hahahahahahhahahaha :D monica's making me gay :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye doesn't mean forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwaha. ranita found &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;borat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'s lj! out of all the people mannns, rani finds it -.- i can't believe that ahem, people actually like google search all these peopleeee :] it's really cool. i'll never dare do it, really. only like 1 week later, when i'm positively sure no one really minds anymore. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to switch to xanga :) i shall and i will now. i'm really bored now :( emo songs are making me moooody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You coming back to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is against all odds,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it's what I've got to face :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-5689572953393955197?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5689572953393955197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=5689572953393955197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/5689572953393955197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/5689572953393955197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-make-me-high-cos-its-just-complete.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-3250897541661388412</id><published>2007-03-05T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T03:36:55.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I do believe I've failed you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was cool :) and i like cool days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off with ...... everyone not doing their math homework :) HAHA. oh oh, chaisy's lovesickkkkk. okay, i'm being very mean here. i'm SORRY i'm not able to, ahem, relate. hahahahha. she misses &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;botak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shh! but i think borat's more worth missing than botak! :D:D:D and and, she, HAHAHAH. i really want to type it out all here. but cough, i'm being REALLY nice and thoughtful and sensitive here :) today chaisy told me i look a bit ang mor! then right aft that she said i look korean. WAHA. i am cool :) i am related to laurennnnn! hahaaha. this is so cool :) and i belong to the northern group ... which is ang mor-ish. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no training today! whoots :) such a let down man. i purposely ate so much during recess. and there was no traininggggg. HAHA i'm contradicting my own words here. okay ...... so then, went with minggies and dwi-wee to macs :) :) :) pigged out and got fat. HEH. so much over-due homeowrk :( i dowannn. and my file's getting really messy. must be melissa khor :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm just in a very screwed up position now. don't know where i'm heading :) exactly like migrant workeres HEH. &lt;em&gt;can't fight this feeling anymore, i've forgotten what i started fighting for ...&lt;/em&gt; but i'm still the lively me :) lynn shall neverrrr be depressed :D unless the world around me's all depressed then yeh, i will too! it's called peer pressure :) joyslyn makes me happy :D hahahaha. 'cos she's my retarded K2 daughter from kazakhstan, and does favours for me so i won't send her back to kazakhstan. HAHAHHA i love you joysss :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting for someone to tell me "OH, I'VE FOUND ____'s PROFILE!" :) hahahahha. cos im jus too scared to go search manzzzszsz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's gonna suck cos today rocked :) i shall jus wear this gigantic mask till everything's normal again. but then again, when is it ever normal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I've learnt that love's not possesion,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've learned that love won't wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I've learned that love needs expression,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I learned too late and ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're out of my life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't know whether to laugh or cry :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-3250897541661388412?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3250897541661388412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=3250897541661388412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3250897541661388412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3250897541661388412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-do-believe-ive-failed-you.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-8899813068527460210</id><published>2007-03-03T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T06:40:44.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You must not know about me :]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, camp was just too sudden &amp; incomplete, it started out of no where and ended jus' when everything was getting started :) everyone's missing at least one thing about camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON'T !! not. boo. i think it's really stupid that, okay nevermind. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went grocery shopping today! i just realised something, i like biscuits and yoghurt. i can like, live on them :D:D:D:D and milo, but i knew that since like 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man u vs liverpool match now. still no goals ! scholes just got sent off. so annoying LUH. ronaldo's still as hot as ever :] there's this 11 guy form liverpool. hot-ness &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUBJUB :) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xanga smilies are really cute. today was a seriously boring day. can't wait for school to start. heh. OH THE IRONYYYY. lalalalala. 300 word essay. BOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAN U JUST SCOREDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;/strong&gt; YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WHOOOOOOTS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you still wonder if we made a big mistake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-8899813068527460210?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8899813068527460210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=8899813068527460210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8899813068527460210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8899813068527460210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-must-not-know-about-me-come-to.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-925667995415903998</id><published>2007-03-02T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T05:12:37.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss borat and botak alr :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but on the other hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEY TECHNOLOGY/CIVILISATION, YOU ROCK :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ermmm, i'll try to sum it up all together :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got on the busss, and one trainer came with us. which was botakkkk :) the first thing ms tan said was, "don't flirt" then immediately aft that, nazirah said "...." (ok, i shall be nice (: ) mm, settled down at the camp site. then borattt came! haha. he got his nickname "borat", basically cos he .. watches borat? has a slight kazakhstan accent (haha), &amp; he does look a lil like borat. so then, first day's activies couldn't much take place 'cos of the rain. oh yea, we pitched out tent - mel, ranita, nadia, nazi, moni, elle, chaisy and me! hahahaha. it wasn't really squishy at night. but it was grosssss. cos the floor boards had mud :( oh yes, the toilets kinda sucked. heh. i sound like a spoilt kid. but really, i don't wanna describe it. cos it brings back GROSSSSSS memories :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did more activites todayyy :) like, abseiling, kayaking, rafting, hang out, the slide thingy and the tire thingy. hahahahahhaha. jus many many activities. i thought kayaking was really really fun. :) but i was really pissedddd whenever we crashed. oh yes, i kayaked with chaisy :) it was really funny la. i was like "right, chaisy! that's not your right! chaisy! d'you know where's your right?!" hhahahahahah. i could tell she was really stress. SORRRYY (: she got muscle aches aft tht. HHA had our campfire! it was really cooooooool. we couldn't really see it each other, and i thought that was ahem, rather cool. ahhahahaha. our class did really well :)))) erm, slept in one of the classrooms. i only had like, 1 metre of space to sleep. oh yea! chaisy and i woke up at 3am, to brush teeth and wash our faces. it was like a half night and half morning wash up. so you don't have to do it at night or in the morning :D:D hahahahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;day 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;packed up :) left for kallang to dragon boat! &amp;amp; we dragon-boated. hahahahha. i thought it was kidna cooler than with netballers. not as tiring :) hahahhahah. walked to the national stadium aft that. &amp; from then on, it was really funnnn. like, the aisle to the toilet was air conditioned, so me, chaisy, moni, elle and nazy were like high whenever we went through there. (the many many times we went in there). so then we sat at where our president and lee hsien loong sat. and acted like royalty. ahahhahaha. marched around the track and did all kinds of silly stuff. it was rrealy coooool. cos we were the only ones there !! played a few silly games with trainers. hahahahha. and we left for school! reached there, debriefed. that's when it got boringggg. :( and borat was really moody so wtv! hahahhaha. headed to the lecture theatre aft that. it was really cold :( and my face started getting reddd, from sun burn. group 6 (my group:P) won "most enthusiastic award"! whooooooot! :D:D took a really cool class photo aft that then leftttt. sent pris to hwa chong instituition, and that was like the first time i "drove" in there. it's so coooool. hahahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, overall, it was an "OK" camp :D it had it's good side, but it's many many bad sides made it neutral again. i'm very saddddd. cos i didn't get to write in borat's booklet thingy! his loss :D so yeah, just hope that our class will be able to stay as bonded and to be able to mingle around more :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;class photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com//Rege7JL8JwI/AAAAAAAAADY/OGtu04Z9mRs/s1600-h/P3020006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037310184641013506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rege7JL8JwI/AAAAAAAAADY/OGtu04Z9mRs/s320/P3020006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you want the big big big one :) ask mua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything i'm looking at is rocking now. hahahhaah. CIAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-925667995415903998?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/925667995415903998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=925667995415903998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/925667995415903998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/925667995415903998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahhh-i-miss-borat-and-botak-alr-but-on.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/Rege7JL8JwI/AAAAAAAAADY/OGtu04Z9mRs/s72-c/P3020006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-5802306129483528596</id><published>2007-02-27T00:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T00:52:50.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monica's the most &lt;strong&gt;gullible&lt;/strong&gt; person ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at school, everyone went to put their bags in their classroom first. so like monica came later, and she didn't know. so mel told her "oh, everyone pon-ned school. cos only 3 periods what" hahahahahha. then she believeddd! she was like, "really? how come nobody told us? is michelle coming" wahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like, i was removing my nail polish and i told her (on msn), that my skin was corroding cos i put too much remover. and she believedddddddddd. wheeeeee. maybe it does. but corroding is like, bubbles on ur skin right !? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY sec 2s (&amp; some sec 3s) went to support sc badmitonn at toapoyoh! yay :) i don't think they wonnn :( maybe they did. but we left early :) hahahaha. it was so funnnny. cos most of us dont know a thing about badmiton. so everytime we won, it'll be a 2 second interval before everyone cheered. lalalalala. i think zelei and melissa and caryl and kah yeen and all the others in badmiton are so cool! hahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ADVENTURE CAMP TMR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;dirty dirty dirty.&lt;br /&gt;but FUN xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna leave the fun of last minute packing tonight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEBYEBYEBYEBYEBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-5802306129483528596?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5802306129483528596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=5802306129483528596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/5802306129483528596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/5802306129483528596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahahahha.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-2700429393340975687</id><published>2007-02-26T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T04:34:50.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am angry and tired :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angry cos _____ had to comeeee. on sunday. 3 days before adventure camp. oh sure, you HADDD to come, yeah !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired cosssss, i had to wake up at SIX AM on saturdayyy. cos we HADDD to go to malaysia. reached home at 4. studied and left for my parents friends dinner. and they HADDDD to talk till like 10 pm? AHHHHH.and on sunday, i HADDD to wake up so early, cos my dad had to prepare for junior worship. and and and, after that, there was like lunch, and i HADDDD to study for history and math test. and after that, ANOTHER big dinner - my sis birthday dinner. yesh. and sharing and sharing and LOTS of sharing with my family. we left my grandmothers house at bedok at 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this meant = no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;nooo SLEEP! i will be short when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adventure camp on wedssssss. i think the issue with FBTS is really very stupid &gt;:[ why cant we wear fbtssss. i'm sure they'll let us wear like "other types of shorts" which are the same length. i bet it's just the word "FBT". GAHHHHH. still going to wear anw. i need another pair of track pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DO YOU KNOW WHATTT. the toilets are freaking communial. (i think) it should be, they should the picture. and like duh, it's a scout camp. but when i tell everyone they're like SHOCKEDDDD. they alr told us in that briefing thang. heh. yuckssss, still figuring our how i'm gonna bathe. sigh. slow slow torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch that paris movie. i dont know what is called :) but there's elijah (can't spell) wood and and, natalie portman (can't spell either). wheeeeeeeeee. i've not been out for a long long long long long long long time. and my legs ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-2700429393340975687?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2700429393340975687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=2700429393340975687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2700429393340975687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/2700429393340975687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-angry-and-tired-angry-cos-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-1678460125560122506</id><published>2007-02-23T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T02:16:00.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TAHA TAHA TAHA YAY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd for 800m!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it's very good kkkay, considering the fact that i dont train (who does :P) and i didn't warm up HAHA. i jus drank lots and lots of milo. oh my goshhhhh, running 800m is askruaoihnfoiayhaiw. esp running with nicole-ann leong! hahahahha. i started really fasttttt, and like towards the end i was slowing down. and puva was like "LYNN! you're slowing down!" etc etc. waliaoooo. haha, it's good motivation though. halfway through i REALLY wanted to give up :( but i thought bout like my class then puva then subha then of cos, God :)!hahahahhaa. cannot let them down ! :) so yeah, did my best. regretted not sprinting in the end, but maybe iw as v tired :D cant rmbr. the after-feeling is HORRIBLE. undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that, had high jump. i didn't do very well. haha. then training! yeah, was quite tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going malaysia tmr! CYA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-1678460125560122506?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1678460125560122506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=1678460125560122506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1678460125560122506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1678460125560122506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/taha-taha-taha-yay-3rd-for-800m-its.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-7202355470540273839</id><published>2007-02-22T00:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:36:00.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO PISSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;OM. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. i hate you om, hate hate hate. i don't even know if it's gradeddddd! i really hope not. suckyyyyyy. mr tee doesnt even care that we haven't even handed in assesment TWO! and they didn' tell us a single thing about OM JOURNALLLL. RAHOISYFRSIBGOFISHAIPDHAOI. IT IS &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;FUN!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why is the school table so small!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what are they trying to do? save money?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why do they make us stand up so early for flag raising. UKTGAEVAGFUOAGDUIWBCQPIDHGASUKGDHGAUDGAUDDAUGDASKJASH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;:( :( :( :( :( :( A LOT MORE. AND I CAN'T STAND IT. guess what's common in all 3 of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-7202355470540273839?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7202355470540273839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=7202355470540273839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/7202355470540273839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/7202355470540273839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-1936049152124865335</id><published>2007-02-21T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T03:56:36.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face is sun burnt. looks as if im blushingggg. tsk. dont get your hopes upppp. hahahahha. school made my stomach better. heh. tell u a joke carmen told me -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i was lying on the bed and looking at the stars and i thought you myself, 'hey! where the hell's my roof!'" hahahahahhahahahhahahah. okay shhhhh. i did so badly for geog testttttt. awiyfraibeaoiuyfaouigeaoweaw. and home ex worksheet. 9/20 pfffffffffffffffffffffffft. piss me off like a caterpillar. i'm so pissed, i can throw a rock at youuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training didn't make this &lt;em&gt;situation &lt;/em&gt;any better. (heh. since when) started of with this gruelingggg drill. abushakiiii! and right after that we had to play a game. &gt;:[ served me right for not drinking a mmmmmilo :( :( :( oh how i missed u milo. then had fitness thingy followed by suicide runs. &amp;^%^#$%@ there's a reason why it's called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUICIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am all cramped up. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. :( okay, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-1936049152124865335?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1936049152124865335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=1936049152124865335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1936049152124865335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1936049152124865335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-7538425144960819896</id><published>2007-02-20T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T21:37:38.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ow ow ow ow ow ow :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach's killingggggggg me. D: D: D: it feels like cramps, like something squeeeeezing your stomach so my mum thinks i'm gonna get my period soon. but i keep burping and *releasing air*, so she thought it was gastric. and the many times i sh*ted, it was diarrhoea. so i have no idea what it is :( plus, it's breaking out into a seriously bad headache and neck cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asliufiawnbroiyvgslds. i wanna get betterrrrrr. it ssaaarks. going back to school tmr sucks tooooo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching fear factor now :) lalalalalalala. alrighties, tons of overdue homework to finish. darn it. CYA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-7538425144960819896?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7538425144960819896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=7538425144960819896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/7538425144960819896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/7538425144960819896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-my-stomachs.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-870166056974974171</id><published>2007-02-19T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:29:45.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehmagosh. britney spears is bald. haha yeah, i'm a lil slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY has not been very lucrative. &amp; my stomach's killing meeee. i'm gonna get a phobia of food soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna spend my next few hours of holiday crutching my stomach. haha. slept till twooo today. woke up for lunch :D maybe i'll go sleep more ltr. fweeeeeeesh. okiedokie, byebyebyebyebye. gong xi fa cai! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-870166056974974171?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/870166056974974171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=870166056974974171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/870166056974974171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/870166056974974171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/ehmagosh.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-8546966908174237617</id><published>2007-02-17T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:39:33.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mobiletracker.net/images/motorola-krzr-k1m-red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="325" alt="" src="http://www.mobiletracker.net/images/motorola-krzr-k1m-red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/cellular-blowout_1935_495642656"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand" height="120" alt="" src="http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/cellular-blowout_1935_495642656" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newlaunches.com/entry_images/0706/12/moto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.newlaunches.com/entry_images/0706/12/moto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taha. i don't know which phone to getttt! they're all so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-8546966908174237617?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8546966908174237617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=8546966908174237617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8546966908174237617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8546966908174237617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/taha.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-3360474565597023181</id><published>2007-02-16T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T06:10:17.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY celebrations today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032093416560297394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWWTRqohbI/AAAAAAAAABc/ORrOabKlmkI/s320/P2160140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left - huda, lauren, aisha, monica, ranita, lynn. outside our class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWWTqohcI/AAAAAAAAABk/h3dMgyT4/s1600-h/P2160141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032093425150232002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWWTxqohcI/AAAAAAAAABk/h3dMgygUNT4/s320/P2160141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monica and lauren :P the mighty orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032093433740166626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWWURqoheI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4FEV_g-j9RU/s320/P2160143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jubby! promoting her nutritional drink! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTIohWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z9nX55Mcuuc/s1600-h/P2160132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032089933341820258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTIhqohWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z9nX55Mcuuc/s320/P2160132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggg! haha. chaisy! with her hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTJBqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yLT87ieNNWU/s1600-h/P2160133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032089941931754866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTJBqohXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/yLT87ieNNWU/s320/P2160133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber lame partners :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTJohYI/AAAAAAAAABE/2VLKzZmUB-8/s1600-h/P2160135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032089946226722178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTJRqohYI/AAAAAAAAABE/2VLKzZmUB-8/s320/P2160135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaisy and shameera! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWhqohZI/AAAAAAAAABM/hoAN9f-v7X4/s1600-h/P2160136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032089950521689490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTJhqohZI/AAAAAAAAABM/hoAN9f-v7X4/s320/P2160136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. this picture was screwed :) ranita, min wei and aisha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTJohaI/AAAAAAAAABU/7hjG6Hvxvms/s1600-h/P2160138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032089954816656802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWTJxqohaI/AAAAAAAAABU/7hjG6Hvxvms/s320/P2160138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;taha. they look down on you. from left - huda, lauren, ranita, angie, moni, chaisy, adilah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWRqohVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lvf4FS4_gtA/s1600-h/P2160131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032088335613986130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWRrhqohVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lvf4FS4_gtA/s320/P2160131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cute P2s performinggg! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWRZohUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/q09696MTpME/s1600-h/P2160129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032088026376340802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWRZhqohUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/q09696MTpME/s320/P2160129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastic :P lynn and dumb ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032086819490530594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWQTRqohSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2oWhxEmDdug/s320/P2160127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dwi's ahem shirt. hahaha cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RwRqohTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hu3yUSUZam4/s1600-h/P2160128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032087317706736946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWQwRqohTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hu3yUSUZam4/s320/P2160128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty pretty valen and the less superior lynn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RaaxqohgI/AAAAAAAAACE/4H0LitXpjII/s1600-h/P2160147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032097943455827458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWaaxqohgI/AAAAAAAAACE/4H0LitXpjII/s320/P2160147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RQwRqohTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/hu3yUSUZam4/s1600-h/P2160128.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, the camera and girl who did it all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to orchard with monica :P shopped till our feet were disformed. then wnt for doctor's appoinment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-3360474565597023181?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3360474565597023181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=3360474565597023181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3360474565597023181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/3360474565597023181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-celebrations-today-d-from-left-huda.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_95ozCIALVNQ/RdWWTRqohbI/AAAAAAAAABc/ORrOabKlmkI/s72-c/P2160140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-4419990878507469079</id><published>2007-02-14T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T03:16:30.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;guess i've gotta be strong, gotta move on ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm just so happy and strong, and you'd just have to ruin it. everything. you know what, thanks. i'm just beginning to realise u've never ever helped me in any part of my life. you just seem to make it worse, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though in time things will heal in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but right now im just falling apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentine's day :)&lt;br /&gt;in sc, it's like a big thing mannn. i thought like mel was the only one going to be giving out stuff. but like everyone was giving out pretty stuffff. hahaha. thanks all :) i feel lovedddddddd. &lt;3 so then, i guess all the flowers have died. :) sad. thought the torns of the roses were pretty cooool :) a rose is a really cool erm, thing :P symbolizes many many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much i'll never have the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;tho i'm still hoping that you'd come back one day&lt;br /&gt;don't know why i still pretend&lt;br /&gt;when i know in my heart i'll never see you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool song :) if i knew by glenn medeiros. i'm in the mood for emo songs now :P so hit me baby! omg, i sound so gay :D happy v day all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-4419990878507469079?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4419990878507469079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=4419990878507469079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4419990878507469079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4419990878507469079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/guess-ive-gotta-be-strong-gotta-move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-362450930903261297</id><published>2007-02-12T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T04:51:33.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dividing headache. like my brain is being chewed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing's gonna change my love for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you ought to know by now how much i love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one thing you can be sure of&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll never ask for more than your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're my sweetest downfall, my sweetest sin, my sweetest and biggest mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-362450930903261297?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/362450930903261297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=362450930903261297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/362450930903261297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/362450930903261297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/thanks-all-dividing-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-4257956209303743491</id><published>2007-02-10T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T02:26:53.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got this quiz from lau's blog :) taking a break from the boring study room table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT: to have many many cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE: sinus D: suckish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH: everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: nothing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS: you. haha, like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR: seeing you again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEARCH: myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER: howyou'redoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET: not studying hard for science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE: God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DANCE: once in a blue moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SING: when i'm in da mooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CRY: at the oddest moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE: like a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: toseeyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD: stopthinkingaboutyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FATHER THINKS I AM: ningkapook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOTHER THINKS I AM: lazy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS YOU ARE OFTEN COMPLIMENTED FOR: haha. ERHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GET EMBARRASSED: when i do something stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY: God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT UPSETS YOU: you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes or No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KEEP A DIARY:  kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU LIKE TO COOK: scared of the fire and the machines. lol :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE A SECRET YOU HAVE NOT SHARED WITH ANYONE: duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BITE YOUR FINGERNAILS: sometimes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE: yuppie doodle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WEIRDEST PERSON YOU KNOW: juliette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LOUDEST PERSON YOU KNOW: ermmm, munling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CLOSE FRIENDS: none :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON THAT KNOWS THE MOST ABOUT YOU: lol. i really don';t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST IMAGE/THOUGHT YOU GO TO SLEEP WITH: you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANT TO GET MARRIED: kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE PIERCINGS AND WHERE?: one on each ear. OMG, lau! you have 3 !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET MOTION SICKNESS: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK YOU'RE A HEALTH FREAK: haha some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: MOST of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREEN NAMES: L'LYNN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGN: aquarius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATURAL HAIR COLOR: black brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT HAIR COLOR: black - brown :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOR: black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHPLACE: xin jia po :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLOR: RED :D almost every other colour :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY: 11th feb :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONTH: feb, april and november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG: currently, what goes around comes around by justin timberlake andddd you know my name by chris cornell &lt;3333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD: EGGs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEASON: summer and autumn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPORT: netball? soccer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRINK: milo! and milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALCOHOL: grape wine :) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VEGGIE: Noooone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSON: God.you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preferences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE MILK, OR HOT CHOCOLATE? BOTH! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARK OR WHITE CHOCOLATE? milk! haha. erm, dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE? vanilla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last 24 hours, have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRIED? yup. laughed too much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOUGHT SOMETHING? yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTTEN SICK? yesh. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE TO THE MOVIES? nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE OUT FOR DINNER? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAID I LOVE YOU? yes. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN A REAL LETTER? half of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALKED TO AN EX? !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL? ermmm, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALKED TO SOMEONE YOU CRUSH ON? nope-eeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD A SERIOUS TALK? nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSED SOMEONE? mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGGED SOMEONE? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUGHT WITH YOUR PARENTS? kidna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUGHT WITH A FRIEND? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISSED SOMEOME? YES :) my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooo. the quiz ended. darnnn it. alrighties then, bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-4257956209303743491?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4257956209303743491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=4257956209303743491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4257956209303743491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/4257956209303743491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/got-this-quiz-from-laus-blog-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-8727571571313787369</id><published>2007-02-09T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T02:34:38.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to talk about. school's been cool :) trainings too. geog and chinese test next monday D: the worst combination ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, mr F hasn't been coming to school. so i guessed we missed out on quite a lot. so now, mr teo is taking over. darnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;om has been a bore. boring-est period ever. hateithateithateit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm an old hag. i can't remember anythinggg. like erm, i thought the events that happened ystrdy happened like a week ago. booshakala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis is being a pain in the a$$. so i shall starve myself for dinner. anw, i should save space in my tummy for chinese new year goodies. yipee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know by jesse mccartney :) enjoy. readin' it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't love you but i want you&lt;br /&gt;i just can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't see you but i can't move&lt;br /&gt;i can't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't love you but i want you&lt;br /&gt;i just can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't see you but i can't move&lt;br /&gt;i can't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;this feeling's taking control of me&lt;br /&gt;and i can't help it&lt;br /&gt;i won't sit around, i can't let &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt; win now&lt;br /&gt;thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've tried my best to let go of you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to&lt;br /&gt;i just gotta say it all&lt;br /&gt;before i go&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's getting hard to be around you&lt;br /&gt;there's so much i can't say&lt;br /&gt;do you want me to hide the feelings&lt;br /&gt;And look the other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know how to be fine when i'm not&lt;br /&gt;'cos i don't know how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this emptiness is killing me&lt;br /&gt;and i'm wondering why i've waited so long&lt;br /&gt;looking back i realize&lt;br /&gt;it was always there just never spoken&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting here&lt;br /&gt;been waiting here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just so you know ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-8727571571313787369?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8727571571313787369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=8727571571313787369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8727571571313787369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/8727571571313787369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-1531250045310989518</id><published>2007-02-06T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T02:34:38.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is the way it's really going down? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is this how we say goodbye? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; should've known better when you came around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that you were gonna make me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distracting myself now :) so i don't needa do math. so many more questions. @#!$%^&amp; i'll just talk about school :D since school is just so .. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - haha. gee, i can't rmbr anythinggg. oh yes! had training .. quite ... exciting. yup. did fitness, now my legs are like cramp-y. haha. gonna get fat thighs. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday (TODAY!) - wore my pretty new braaaaa. LOL. okayyy, that was random. ERMMM, i really can't think of anythinggg. damn. must be the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days more? yeah. it's gonna be dreaddddful. okiedokie. BUHBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; don't wanna think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; don't wanna talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i'm just so sick about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't believe it's ending this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just so confused about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; feeling the blues about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just can't do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-1531250045310989518?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1531250045310989518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=1531250045310989518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1531250045310989518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/1531250045310989518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/is-way-its-really-going-down-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-7580274403524739669</id><published>2007-02-05T03:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T03:54:48.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;it'll be as if i never ever existed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyheyhey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUITE a long time since i've posted :) no mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no moooooooooood. i shall make a &lt;strong&gt;yucks&lt;/strong&gt; song about having no mood to do anything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up in the morning with messy hair&lt;br /&gt;i cannot find comb can.&lt;br /&gt;make me ever more mad sia.&lt;br /&gt;brush teeth, tooth brush so bo cha.&lt;br /&gt;brush what teeth? like brushing air can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;i am so no mood sia.&lt;br /&gt;no mood. no mood.&lt;br /&gt;like a cow. moooooo moooood.&lt;br /&gt;so no mood. can die one sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go to school.&lt;br /&gt;wear high socks. then no check.&lt;br /&gt;i go school next day with low socks. got check sia.&lt;br /&gt;where got like that one.&lt;br /&gt;how to be happy sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge]&lt;br /&gt;so no mood then how?&lt;br /&gt;sleep and&lt;br /&gt;sleep and&lt;br /&gt;sleep till cannot sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;eat and&lt;br /&gt;eat and&lt;br /&gt;eat until cannot eat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;then go round in squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was crazy :D i'm nt the sparky girl who used to jump up and down everytime there was netball trng, or the girl who couldn't wait till the ball gets to the opposing side so she'll get a chance to challenge her player. i need to get the mood back!damnnn. or i'll get kicked out real real soon. but what's there to be happy about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aslyfuizbcksyrsuihragrare. im a rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-7580274403524739669?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7580274403524739669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=7580274403524739669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/7580274403524739669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/7580274403524739669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/02/itll-be-as-if-i-never-ever-existed.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-117014260084901743</id><published>2007-01-30T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:36:40.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to stand so tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to be so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything, it felt so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now all that's left of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is what I pretend to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So together, but so broken up inside'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm barely hangin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagboard's back and alive :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-117014260084901743?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/117014260084901743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=117014260084901743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/117014260084901743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/117014260084901743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/seems-like-just-yesterday-i-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-117007282959645929</id><published>2007-01-29T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T04:13:51.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;deep breaths. don't ever stop. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially given up on OM yo. not like my group cares anyway :) except munny and lau. sucker-rish. waste of my timeeee meemaamoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm, i read new moon in a dayyy. yay me :) a lil long compared fast readers. i think the book's like new. yeahhh. i think twilight's nicer tho :P i'm talking bout stephenie meyer's twilight and new moon :) v cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science and hist test today. i think i've lost quite a few marks in science alr :P the relative mass for protons, nucleus and electrons. haha. the only word that came to my mind was negligible. cos i remembered the teacher kept saying it and it sounded really funny. yeah, so i wrote that for all three -.- and i spelt it wrongly. "negligable" HA. even better. hist was okay, i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much homework. so fishhhhhhh :( today's assembly was really really really really _____. everytime the teacher said something loud, i'll wake up with a jerk. kalhfiosdbvuxcyuserhsas the talk was OKAY la. about BLOGGING heh. as if we've never got enough talks about blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lily allen :) yay. i wanna watch borat. haha. v gayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRISSSS! (cheong) :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the blackest kind of blasphemy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-117007282959645929?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/117007282959645929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=117007282959645929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/117007282959645929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/117007282959645929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/deep-breaths.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116990996085204636</id><published>2007-01-27T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T06:59:20.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back problems. headache. getting blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee, i'm growing old too soon. gonna die early. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i really nothing to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116990996085204636?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116990996085204636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116990996085204636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116990996085204636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116990996085204636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116982014952275134</id><published>2007-01-26T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T06:02:36.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid om &gt;:[ stupid stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really blame it on my group. it's all the date-lines and LACK of assistance. they think we're super smart la. can understand everything they say. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb fluuuuu. i've had it since last Saturday :( BOO. i think it's getting better. but it's getting stickier (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like putting my tagboard back. lalala. LOLLL. watching lots of borat shows. i'm glad i don't understand some of the jokes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in zee mood for blogging now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPPYYYY BIRTHDAYYYY JI-LIANNNNN! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighties, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116982014952275134?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116982014952275134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116982014952275134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116982014952275134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116982014952275134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/stupid-om-stupid-stupid-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116956296041532804</id><published>2007-01-23T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:55:35.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Here I am, once again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks and four days (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116956296041532804?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116956296041532804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116956296041532804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116956296041532804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116956296041532804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/here-i-am-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116946951964496731</id><published>2007-01-22T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T04:38:39.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't take it anymore. stuuuuuuuuuuupid essay &gt;=[ no inspirationnnn. don't like essays. boo boo boooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulls hair&lt;br /&gt;slams head on table&lt;br /&gt;screaaaammmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;jump up and down&lt;br /&gt;frizz my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm having a  veryyyy bad headache D: like a lizard attacking my BRAINNN. it hurtttts. and i'm having sore throatttt, and a FLU. the difference between sinus and flu -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLU - when your SNOT is thick and squiggly, and the tissue is not able to absorb it&lt;br /&gt;SINUS - watery and flowy. flows out of nose like a waterfall. no need to BLOW ur nose like crazy. and tissue is able to SOAK IT ALL UPPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's how i was able to use like 4 packets of tissue today. HAHA. i measured my SNOT, 400ml. my partner is grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back our chinese and math test. didn't do well for chinese. booooo. got ahem, full marks for math yo! but like, 18 other people on my class for full marks too -.- so annoying. smart class. RAWR. i miss PRRR. boo, i wanna go PR for the wrong intentions. boo  *slaps face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOCKING NEWWWWS - ARSENAL BEAT MAN U! WHOO. 2 to 1 ha. i wanna watch it man. poofing. van persie scored :D yay. i like arsenal now. wahahahha. fickle-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have half an hour to write 400 more words. yay me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116946951964496731?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116946951964496731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116946951964496731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116946951964496731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116946951964496731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116930735238863273</id><published>2007-01-20T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T07:35:52.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo yo yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest news - chelsea lost to liverpool 2-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good or bad? i dunno. as long as man u's at the top :D i feel kinda sad for chelsea. hahahaha. without terry and jose morinho (can't spell :D) leaving (maybe). ooooh, forgot to say. my grandparents got me a ronaldo (man u) jerseyyyy. from thailand. yay yay yay WHEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm screwed :) i've not studied for math. and my current word count for commonwealth essay (due on monday) is ZERO. i need time management workshopss. then again, i hate workshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaded worship with joella today. hahahha. the talk was coooool yup. kept doodling. cos my hand was itchy. hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this group of "goth" people today. i thought they were really cool :) oh no oh no oh no. oh boyyyy. :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiedokie. CIAO :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday triciaaaa! finally 18! whoo :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116930735238863273?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116930735238863273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116930735238863273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116930735238863273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116930735238863273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/yo-yo-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116920965300713034</id><published>2007-01-19T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T04:27:33.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm had our match against fairfield methodist today. rained yesterday. so it was prosponed 2 today .. yup. ming&amp;i wanted to watch the bball match :( but like, it was too late. haha. yuupp. stayed back with sandy for a while cos she forgot her jerseyy! lol. erm, took a bus to ccab. yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match started quite okay. 2-2 for first quarter. yeahhh. but didn't do v well aft that. yeahhh. didn't play :) i thought we played quite okay. could've been better. but we gave it our all :) jiayou for our next games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala poot. okay BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm a fool for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm a fool for your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116920965300713034?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116920965300713034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116920965300713034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116920965300713034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116920965300713034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/heyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116903538757902974</id><published>2007-01-17T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T04:03:07.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desire: table for three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mm, cool show :) but it's v late at night :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess today was a better day than yrstdy? yeah. got high towards the enddd. hahahaha. yup, my partner's funnayeee. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*she drops her pen*&lt;br /&gt;me - waha. there's gonna be no more ink :D like ur other pens&lt;br /&gt;partner - na-ah! this pen is sexy! it's gonna bring sexy back (to the tune)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhahahha. yupyup. can't wait for the weekendssss! competition tmr! against fairfield methodist! yardeeda. i need to do math. like boooooooooooooooooo. hahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick - oops. i think it was PM. yup hahaha&lt;br /&gt;rui - hahahahha. suffer :D&lt;br /&gt;carmen - i did! look at the previous previous post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO piggy piggy porcupine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116903538757902974?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116903538757902974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116903538757902974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116903538757902974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116903538757902974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/desire-table-for-three-mm-cool-show.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116895566548579391</id><published>2007-01-16T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T05:54:25.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;real happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116895566548579391?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116895566548579391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116895566548579391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116895566548579391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116895566548579391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-happy-real-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116886335919931301</id><published>2007-01-15T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T04:16:00.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm glad i didn't bring my file back :D so i won't feel guilty not doing my math worksheet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i thinkkk. i think i'm gonna fail horribly this year. cos everyone's like SMART. and i'm slacking a lot. i'm not getting enough sleep, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday - met jubby at TEN at orchard MRT :))) then went to eat at the totally isolated mos burger. there was like no one at all. haha, of cos right. ten in e morning. went to the library to do project work! hahahaha. we started copying stuff from book. till i suggested borrowing it. HAHA. mm, then got a sms from pris, said couldn't wear clothes above the knee for YF. heh. so i bought leggings. yup :) topshop! really cheap. go buy. HAHA. made my way for YF, was super early. so went to pasir ris library first then to priscilla's house. :P went to church. changed into leggings. oh man, i looked so weird, like shorts over leggings. yeah. i'm gonna start a new fashion trend ! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;message on 5 love languages was really cool :) yeah, i laughed .. but never actually realised that it's was happening right then. right now. "can't sleep, can't eat, can't think". hahaahhaha. i guess it's 10% true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday - churchhh :) wore this heavy earrings. i think my ear hole's infected. ate a lot on this day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY (TODAY) - couldn't stay awake for most of the lessons. oh no. hahahhaha. had trng at ccab. hahahha. a lot of insects. EWW :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DWI-WEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARMENNNNN! (tmr)&lt;br /&gt;there's someone's birthday tmr too, but i can't rmbr. i think she's in netball :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116886335919931301?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116886335919931301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116886335919931301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116886335919931301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116886335919931301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-glad-i-didnt-bring-my-file-back-d.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116860262573196369</id><published>2007-01-12T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T03:50:25.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never got down to actually writing my 25th post. u know why, cos number 25 is a horrid horrid number. don't get me wrong, two is totally cute and pretty. but 5 is just BIG and FAT in there. and 2 PLUS a 5. is unimaginable. it's like ultra-duper FAT! EWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay :) hopefully i post this post. so i can get on with 26. 26's gonna suck too. ohboy. can't wait for 27. cruel cruel torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116860262573196369?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116860262573196369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116860262573196369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116860262573196369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116860262573196369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/hellooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116833239752712250</id><published>2007-01-09T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:46:37.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deleted the previous post and the post i wrote 5 minutes ago. i dunno why :) maybe i'm moody? sleepy? angry? happy? scared? i really don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind's a big mess now. &amp; i don't know how many masks i have right now.&lt;br /&gt;what's the use of taking a quiz. when i don't even have a personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think that everything was so perfect one minute ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116833239752712250?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116833239752712250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116833239752712250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116833239752712250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116833239752712250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/deleted-previous-post-and-post-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116809218448611903</id><published>2007-01-06T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T06:03:04.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way i feel about you isn't the same. i don't think i love you anymore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today was boring prob cos i'm pms-ing? everywhere i go, i'm like "whatever". ))): woke up early. like 7? slept again. woke up again at 10 to reply sms-es. and slept again. haha. finally woke up at 11.30. rushed to eat lunch. then left to pick cheryl up to go for e mime practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yeah. played frisbee for YF. it was quite cool, i guess. muddy ... erks. had to leave early cos we had to send our grandparents off .. to thailand. don't know if i was happy or sad to leave early? i really can't figure out anything :( danggg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mm. this "depressing crisis" will end soon. it will! so watch out. cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116809218448611903?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116809218448611903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116809218448611903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116809218448611903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116809218448611903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/way-i-feel-about-you-isnt-same.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116799736376043229</id><published>2007-01-05T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T07:05:12.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sad for a lot of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one being my post vanished which is FUSTRATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really try to be nice to people. but they're just so complacant and mean :( and i really try hard not to hate them. but i fail most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face is burning. sun burnt. it'll eventually peel. and people will tell me how i should drink more water and put moisturizer. hearing the jeers of munling which im getting very sick of. plus, the last time i went into guardian (or something like that), i asked the lady for something (i think some lip ice thingy which ml wanted) and she said "oh, i don't think we have it. but your skin looks very dry. do you want moisturizer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes. i'm sick of SC and netball :( DEPRESSION. booooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116799736376043229?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116799736376043229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116799736376043229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116799736376043229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116799736376043229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-sad-for-lot-of-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116791527925837874</id><published>2007-01-04T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T05:04:38.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tsk-ing a lot now-a-days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel good when i'm talking to people. but i'm not nowwww. i'm unloved :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of school! (weds, ystrdy) - one word. the most common word EVER. B-O-R-I-N-G. mm. our form's mdm marini and our co-form is mr ang. mm, right aft we went into class, mr ang said, "okay girls. take out your phones" scarayeee. cos my phone turns on v.v.v.v easily. just one light light press. lots of SE 06 girls in e class :( it's a good thing, maybe? lol i dunno. new meepok uncle! doesn't make a diff to me cos i don't eat meepok (: i can't rmbr what i did for the rest of the day. oh yes, i'm cleanliness rep! cool-lio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day! (today) - better than ystrdy, haha. i think my duty roster's prettaye ..... confusing. but nevermind (: left early to prepare for orientation! didn't do much. my feet are aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad nowww. cos lauren said something mean :( boooo. and munling left. and shoes has "SO MANY" people to talk to. i'm not lovedddd :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i should take comfort in the fact that God loves me :) goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116791527925837874?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116791527925837874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116791527925837874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116791527925837874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116791527925837874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-tsk-ing-lot-now-days-i-feel-good.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116771750974229001</id><published>2007-01-02T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T02:48:43.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;your thoughtless words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 20th post :) nothing compared to people's 100th/200th posts. but it's a great achievement for me considering the fact that i'm always changing my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessed new year everyone :) &amp; i mean it, even if i'm not there to hug or shake your hand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always been looking foward to being 14, being sec 2, in year 2007. nice numbers right :D 7 times 2 is 14 :) LOL. yup, hope it'll be a good year. 2006 passed in a blurrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. sunday - woke up early :) to go to church! :D aft that, had to leave earlier cos dad was sick (gastric, i think. haha. cos he kept burping). went for haircut at casey aft that! haha. erm, i won't tell ya'll how it looks like till u see 4 urself :) got ready for new year's eve dinner/countdown. hm, went there in this guess top and tights. &amp;amp; &amp; &amp;amp;, i saw aunty mabel in like t-shirt and shorts and she looked so comfortable! didn't realise we were s'pose to dress in sports wear till i heard there were prizes for best sports wear attire. haha. mm, anw, changed into more comfy clothes :) heard pple's testimonies bla bla bla. and it was countdown! erm, i felt iw as really different from last year's countdown i had with carmen (who's in aussie) and the television. last year's countdown was like WOW. a new year! yay! i really felt really greatttt. but this year was like, "well, okay. a new year. wow. yay." mm, didn't quite feel anything. as if it's just another day. sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. stayed over :) aft much deliberation and hesitation (lol). ermmm, played weirdish games :) haha. wasn't VERY enthu cos the sofa was tooooo comfy :D yup. stayed up to like 6/7-ish? i rmbred i slept when the sun was alr up. haha :) mm, slept for and hour or so? yeahhhh. and aft that was a haze. left early cos i was really really really (x100) bored :) yup. mm, went home at around 10 o'clock. bathed, and SLEPT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH, guess what. i slept from 11 o'clock to 6.30pm. ate some snacks. and at 7pm, i slept to around 10 o'clock. at 10 o'clock, ate some more snacks. slept at 11pm, and woke up the next morning at 11am. omggg. that's like lemme count ... 22 hours of sleep? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's gonna start. don't wanna cut my nails :( don't wanna remove the nial polish D: i've not packed my bag. i've not done anything. rawrrr. i suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherie - haha. yeahh. school in church wld be cool :)&lt;br /&gt;vera - nah. shoes isn't in my class. haha. i know what class u're in too :)&lt;br /&gt;nick - but 12 bucks was worth it right. lol.&lt;br /&gt;mun - i know how it's spelt! missha. haha. nooo. it's really ugly.&lt;br /&gt;rui - haha. yup, looking foward to more silly stuff :) the last part of the name's bokabuloo! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO ALL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;these foolish games&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116771750974229001?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116771750974229001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116771750974229001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116771750974229001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116771750974229001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2007/01/your-thoughtless-words-my-20th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116749126830182986</id><published>2006-12-30T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T07:07:48.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ya'll :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday - had training. aft that, went out with munling to cine. watched flyboys :D it's a really good show. it's prob the 1st war show i've seen. so i wouldn't know if it's good in terms of war stuff. but the romance part was nice :) mm, my dad said it was a silly show. haha. anw, bought nail polish from this shop that starts with "m", can;t rmbr, "misha"? haha. mm, these really cheap socks and a bag for my sis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat (today) - went for camp echo :D was really fun :) i can't rmbr what last year's one was. but i was v serioussss. haha i think. mm, aft that had to wait for like .. 45 mins? for my parents to come :) quite comforting to know i don't only have pris to talk to when i'm bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really wanna go church tmr .. for the service. i think it's gonna be interesting? .. but my parents don't feel like going. POO. it's the last time ya'll are gonna see my longlonglong hair :) *hinthint* going for the watchnight thingy aft that. i reckon im gonna be really bored. don't know if im staying over. SIGH. i'm too anti-social maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm, cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116749126830182986?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116749126830182986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116749126830182986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116749126830182986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116749126830182986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-yall-friday-had-training.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116730324221020744</id><published>2006-12-28T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:54:02.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 options now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;avoid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chase&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go through the normal routine of "crushing"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, i'll have to decide by tomorrow :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so many sales today :) mmm. mango, zara, gucci, marks&amp;spencer plus many many more! plus, isetan had their private sale. so it was c-r-o-w-d-e-d!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my day was destroyed when yaoting sms-ed me in the morning. "i know what class you're in! you're in 2__!" yup. SIGHHH. gonna be oh-so stressful. i don't mind like moving a class down or something =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wanna go to that garden festival! sounds/looks cool. i reckon it's over. HRM ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/green.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love completes you, but that doesn't mean you seek it out.&lt;br /&gt;When love comes your way, you integrate it peacefully into the rest of you life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Laid back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Walking around aimlessly and talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both enthusiastic and calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were puffy today. felt so stuff-ed up at home. esp when it's raining. POOF. OKAY, gonna go now. ciao fella's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116730324221020744?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116730324221020744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116730324221020744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116730324221020744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116730324221020744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/12/3-options-now.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116703238908491115</id><published>2006-12-25T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:39:49.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;frag ·ile &lt;/strong&gt;(frāj'əl, -īl')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adj.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easily broken, damaged, or destroyed; frail. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lacking physical or emotional strength; delicate. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lacking substance; tenuous or flimsy: a fragile claim to fame. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm. i wonder what people do on this day :) bcos i am really really _____. well, ya'll should know what that word is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v321/lynnieyappie/red_motorola_razr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, i really want it :)it's to help eliminate aids in africa :) but it's only for starhub and M1 users :( mine's singtel. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; there, she'll whimper your loathsome name on the sheets of her cold, lonesome blood in the silence of that starry starry night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;isawthewayyoulookedather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116703238908491115?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116703238908491115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116703238908491115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116703238908491115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116703238908491115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/12/frag-ile-frjl-l-adj_25.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116697727508281897</id><published>2006-12-24T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:39:20.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyo all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry to all i didn't draw cards too :( i'll give it to you e next time i see you :) really sorraye :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad i've finished all the christmas cards. i got a blister from sharpening the colour pencils over and over again. :( adding to my collection of "well-earned" blisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was christmas eve! :) what did ya'll do? =P welll, i woke up at around 8-ish? really didn't wanna wake up :( considering the fact that i slept at around 3 the previous night. :( made our way to church for the usual sunday morning service :) couldn't stay awake for the later part of the message :( i drooled. heh. gross :P went for lunch aft that, and my dad told me this joke bout how singaporeans are too dependant on the gov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there was this plane &amp;amp; it crashed. so the survivors swam to a near-by island. there were many guys and one pretty girl. so, the two french said "let's share her", the two american's said "alright, we'll take turns", the italians looked at her and left (u know, cos erm, most italians are known to be gay), and the singaporeans just sat there and waited for the goverment to give them instructions".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really a joke :) but it's quite funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo. it's 12! merry christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay. so i went for the church's dinner in the evening :) my momma paid $15 for my food but i didn't eat much :P mmm, thank you all who gave me stuff. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm. i feel really cold now a days. esp my finger tips and toes.:( boohoo. maybe cos it is cold :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl - haha :D bathing is a joyous activity! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;munling - i haven't got u anything. haha sorrraye. i think i'll like it :P thank youuu! miss you :P&lt;br /&gt;nick - watcha mean by "typical" haha. do i look v vain? :P&lt;br /&gt;jamie - yupppp. mmhmm, i'll try not to mess it up :)&lt;br /&gt;vera - guess what. i've not gotten ur present either. muahahaha. i'll get you one, someday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLESSED CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! MAY YOUR DAY BE FILLED WITH LOTS OF TURKEY. BE IT ALIVE OF DEAD :D *kisssessss and huggggs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was everything really alright till you came?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116697727508281897?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116697727508281897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116697727508281897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116697727508281897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116697727508281897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/12/heyyo-all-im-really-sorry-to-all-i.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116680344149224590</id><published>2006-12-22T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T08:42:50.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighhh. i didn't get my usual minutes of bath. only like 15 mins? boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs are achinggg. but i doubt it's form the standing up for dunno how many minutes. i stood up all the way in the ride from tanah merah to toa payoh one k. pro :) i know :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun :) (carolling with yf and yafers) i guess different from the days i go out with sc girls. dunno why :P maybe i know why, but i guess it's better i say i dunno why. haha. i dunno why i said that. hahahaha. okok. woke up at 10-ish to get the sms that i was suppose to be in church at 11. so rushed rushed rushed and i reached there. late i think. practiced the mime. went through 20 (or so) minutes of pure torture :P hahahha. no la kidding :) aft that, went to pris' house to eat chocs. waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmm, then everyone came. sang happy birthday to jenies :D HAPPY BIRTHDAY JENIESSSS :) practiced and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, made our way to celebral palsy centre :) oh oh, then when we left the bus, zhiyuan told aaron, "hah. mine goes 'dee dee'. your's goes 'dee' only" (as in when u leave and you tap your ezy link. and cos adults one only does deeee) hahahhahaha. oh man farnie :) ok wtv. erm. on the bus ride, i was kinda thinking what i was gonna say to them. i thought they were like kids. so i'll probably just go there and say like "hi what's your name?". yeah but soon realised it was older poeple. and i didn't know it's like that serious :( yeahhhh. OK HAPPY THOUGHTS :) not gonna make my posts emo. but yes, we must be thankful to God for what we are capable of doing and yeahhhh not put it to waste! yyup! so we performed. and everyone was so enthu and happy :) yay. okayy, so we mingled around. i just shook their hands and smiled. i dunooo, i didn't know what to do. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that, pigged out at white sands. then made our way to aunty jac's house. did the usual stuff :P sang, mingled, talked, yeah. OVERALLLLL, it was a memorable day! yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be the new year soooon. and and, i don't want to go to schooooooooool D: D: D: nononono. the short skirts, books books and MORE books, dreading netball trngs. rawhhh. i;ve not cleared my sec 1 stuff. prob all around the house. but nvm, my house isn't that big anyway. i don't wanna go to schooool :( i wanna go america :D i heard it's less stress. lalala poot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna write christmas cards tmr. so WATCH OUT :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy, gd night folks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116680344149224590?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116680344149224590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116680344149224590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116680344149224590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116680344149224590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/12/sighhh.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116651433558830685</id><published>2006-12-19T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:54:48.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo :) happy to be back from horse-come-down (malaysia) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess most of the time was wasted cos i was either sleeping or eating :) my face is reddish. i thinkkk it's sun burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, the floods are sooo cool =P haha. going for e cambridge boys choir thingy tonight :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh yea. youthcamp was cooool :) jus pray that i'll remember the stuff in the messages and workshops :) cos i reckon my brain's getting smaller and smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno how pple find my blog. most pple linked "jl-j" but i didn't link that to this blog. haha okay wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauren showed me this - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Bristol_Stool_Chart.png lol look @ it. it's sick :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. replies to coool pple who tag my blog. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teo mun - yup :) 1st. yay for you :P&lt;br /&gt;veeera - vera TOE :) hello!&lt;br /&gt;abi - yupppp :) camp was fun haha. mmhmm, i hope i don't get sick again :D&lt;br /&gt;nick - yay hello batman. what's your blog? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was fine till you walked into my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116651433558830685?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116651433558830685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116651433558830685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116651433558830685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116651433558830685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/12/whoo-happy-to-be-back-from-horse-come.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116617755162545890</id><published>2006-12-15T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T04:08:49.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from youth camp :) will update tmr :) as you can see, i'm trying (very) hard to sound happy :) i'm tired :) i want to sleep :) but i don't have a bed now :) long story :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the canyon’s ever widening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the depths of her cold heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So she sets out on another misadventure just to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She’s another two years older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And she’s three more steps behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or does anybody even knows she’s going down today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Under the shadow of our steeple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With all the lost and lonely people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Searching for the hope that’s tucked away in you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is yearning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For shelter and affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That she never found at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is searching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For a hero to ride in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To ride in and save the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in walks her prince charming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he knows just what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Momentary lapse of reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And she gives herself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If judgement looms under every steeple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If lofty glances from lofty people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can’t see past her scarlet letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we never even met her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by casting crowns&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116617755162545890?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116617755162545890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello weird people who read my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ear hurts. don't know why :) having a bad bad bad headache now :( prob cos i only got 2plus hours of sleep last night :P and i got whacked by a ball/arm on my head during the game. it hurts :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reckon my butts getting bigger and i'm shrinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my tummy is growling profusely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. is it wrong to say it like that. aft trng, went to pigout with mings and jills. lol it was funnyyy :) talking bout how ___ is not fat but flat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye weird people who read this post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116559388116713300?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116548538318554340</id><published>2006-12-07T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T01:56:23.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've been fighting so hard not to die, that i forget to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this quote from CSI miami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't understand it. anyway, this update is to tell the world how pissed i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i need nail polish remover. but as u know, i'm not at HOME&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wanna watch so many movies. but i c.a.n.t&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wanna take MRT to school tmr. but my grandpa said NO.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wanna watch prisonbreak tonight. but i have to wake up early tmr. like SEVEN. cos trng starts at 9. and i'm currently in BEDOK. and i have to take a bus ALL THE WAY there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wanna listen to the songs that i'm doing for worship but i c.a.n.t. why? cos the speakers don't freaking work. i won't be going home before the camp, so i wouldn'ttt know what the song even sounds like :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wanna go home :( and do something other than this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shows i wanna watch - casino rolaye :(, dejavu, deck the halls, eragon, open season, many more. i've watched happy feet :) it wasn't VERY good but it was good :) haha. ok bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116548538318554340?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116548538318554340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116548538318554340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116548538318554340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116548538318554340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116523367346574662</id><published>2006-12-04T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T04:01:13.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>turns out my grandparents do have an inernet connection. whoopee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally read twilight by stephenie meyer. a lot of people said it was really good. ming was the only one who slightly disagreed &amp; maybe me too (before reading it). apparently, ming didn't like it bcos she didn't fall in love with edward. haha. so then i read it. i quite liked the book i guess. it's different from most other books probably cos most of the book is about the coversation between both of them. that's mostly why i liked it, and the plot too, i guess. ermmm, and i liked the setting and everything. esp forks, where it rains most of he time :) i didn't fall in love with edward either. partially bcos i couldn't picture how he looked liked. haha. and bella too. so yeah, i couldn't picture most of the story too. it's probably just me. there's a sequel to it :D where edward leaves forks. it's called, ermmm, new moon. stephenie meyers is currently working on the fourth one. the 3rd one is called eclipse, yeah ... gonna reserve the 2nd one when i return from camp, and malaysia :))) most of the books are either reserved or borrowed. wow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate myself for losing interest in things/stuff so easily. one moment i can be really fixated on something. the next moment i completely forget about it. i can imagine thinking how silly i was to like the book twilight one month from now. oh well. life's probably like that =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised all the books i like have alluring male characters. like erm - p&amp;p (mr darcy), seven tears into the sea (selkie), twilight (vampire) and many moreee. i don't really like books where the characters are just so ordinary and plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't decide what eye colour attracts me the most =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black - like the covenant :D and vampires.&lt;br /&gt;gray - jonathan rhys meyers :) maybe many other irish :P&lt;br /&gt;blue - elijah (sp??) woods. it's a bit pretty i guess ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, probably these three. i'll probably laugh at this post a few weeks from now. goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116523367346574662?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116523367346574662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116523367346574662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116523367346574662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116523367346574662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/12/turns-out-my-grandparents-do-have.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116504037395306768</id><published>2006-12-02T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:19:33.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho. i'm eating a LOT :( all the christmas food and chocs and sweets ! rawr. the wedding was cool. i ate a lot there too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a pig pig pig pig pig pig pig pig D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116504037395306768?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116490027180103044</id><published>2006-11-30T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T07:29:06.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>read this in one the friendster bulletins and i do agree with it, 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To the people who does have more&lt;br /&gt;than 500 friend's, are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody in this universe has that many&lt;br /&gt;friends ... you're stupid. Go kill&lt;br /&gt;yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you're ugly stop acting like you&lt;br /&gt;don't know it. The captions under you&lt;br /&gt;picture that says "top model pose"&lt;br /&gt;doesn't convince anybody. at least you&lt;br /&gt;can work on your personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't ever post pictures and&lt;br /&gt;say "omg im so ugly" because if you&lt;br /&gt;were, you wouldn't post them.please&lt;br /&gt;put away the rod and reel cause your&lt;br /&gt;just fishin for compliments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nobody cares about threats over the&lt;br /&gt;internet. Don't try to act hard with&lt;br /&gt;the keyboard ... that's so sad. unless&lt;br /&gt;you actually physically beat someone&lt;br /&gt;with the keyboard. then thats&lt;br /&gt;ironically hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If all your pictures look the&lt;br /&gt;same ... don't post them all! Please put&lt;br /&gt;some variety in your pics. Nobody&lt;br /&gt;wants to see your face 8 different&lt;br /&gt;ways. I don't care if its inverted,&lt;br /&gt;black and white, or faded out. a face&lt;br /&gt;is a face is a face. (This reminds me&lt;br /&gt;of Mr OSG. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who really gives a rats ass if I&lt;br /&gt;don't accept you as a friend ... MOVE&lt;br /&gt;ON. Don't send me another request or&lt;br /&gt;message asking "what's up?" I don't&lt;br /&gt;want you as a friend or I just don't&lt;br /&gt;care, that's what's up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. LITTLE 13, 14, 15, years old who&lt;br /&gt;have friendster and LOOK LIKE SLUTS,&lt;br /&gt;go somewhere else because NOBODY wants&lt;br /&gt;you here except pedophiles, and is&lt;br /&gt;that what you want. to be raped? no&lt;br /&gt;you don't so RUN RUN FAST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. No one is really going to die in 6&lt;br /&gt;days or have bad relationships for 5&lt;br /&gt;years if they don't pass or post your&lt;br /&gt;bulletin on. It's just plain bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you have decided to read this,&lt;br /&gt;You are a true Friendster Friend. Real&lt;br /&gt;friends read their bulletins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. It serves to eliminate people who&lt;br /&gt;are desperately trying to&lt;br /&gt;add "friends" like it's a popularity&lt;br /&gt;contest in high school. Good riddance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) a bit blue actually. but heck. these pple annoy me. gonna go for a wedding tmr! at sentosa :) it's been long since i've been to a wedding .. recent shows i've watched - the covenant and undiscovered. guess who starrs in both of them. steven strait! don't really like his looks, his chin's a bit weird and his eyes looks ... squashed. lol plus, his voice is so low :( sorry steven strait fans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonns be at grandma's from 4th to 10th dec while my parents jet off to phuket :( and youth camp form 11th to 15th. and on the 17th, i'll be going tom malaysia. will be back on the 20th i think :) i'll be posting on the 16th, i guess. maybe on sat? so WATCH OUT! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get out of my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm on the wrong side of a parallel universe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slow motion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devastation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should've seen it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I couldn't do nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emotion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desperation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone save me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't seem to break free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hilary duff's "crash world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't you think it takes more than a physical attraction? ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116490027180103044?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116490027180103044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116490027180103044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116490027180103044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116490027180103044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/11/read-this-in-one-friendster-bulletins.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116480722642023633</id><published>2006-11-29T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T05:33:46.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happier than i was 1 min ago :) cos i just found out there's project runway and csi today, and some matches (soccer), don't know which teams tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from shalom bp childrens' camp! :D yuppp, helped out there. i suggest u don't talk to me for the next few days, i prob talk to you ask if i'm talking to a 6 year-old. my heads very heavy nowwww :) i should go see a psychiatrist. i'll talk and talk and talk, but i'll just be babbling, aft a min i'll forget what i just talked to you about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something wrong with me. maybe i'm just tireddddd. my brain takes v long to register what's going on. no wonder puva keeps yelling at me, "LYNN, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOINGG !!". &amp; when the children talk to me, it'll take me a while to realise they're actually talking to me. wahoo. i think it's called STONING! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think vera's the weirdest girl everrrr. hahahaha. "that time my cousin was bowling and she dropped the ball"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiedokie, seeyou :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love me for a reason, let the reason be love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- boyzone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116480722642023633?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116480722642023633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116480722642023633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116480722642023633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116480722642023633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/11/hellooo.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116438530532463354</id><published>2006-11-25T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T08:51:11.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>getting fixated really easily now a days. but i lose interest aft a while :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nball camp just ended :D it was erm, 3 days long. but it felt as if it was just one VERY long day .. i liked the friendlies. prefer them to trngs :) played against westwood, northland, anglican and anderson. yup. can't rmbr the score tho :) puva prob yelled at me more than a thousand times. yeaaah. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching tokyo drift: fast and furious! whoo :D i got a pimple on my NOSE D: aw damnnn, it just popped. oooops :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't bend my right knee :( cos there's this wound that's healing. and everytime when i bend it, or squart or sit bending my knees, the dried puss/blood will crack open again and more puss will flow out. it's been happening the whole camp. sickening. oh right, i didn't tell how i got my wound HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermmm, went out with ah ming (the orang utan :D:D) on tues. there was this big big big big road (to wisma) where kia-su pple will jay-walk across. and yeah, when there were no cars, we rannnn. &amp; i fell. like flat down. and the cars were cominggg. around 50m away. so this other jay-walker helped me up. hahahha. i almost dieddddd. sooo as a result, i have one wound on my elbow, hipbone, knee and small little bruises on the other knee. rawwrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighties then, g'night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116438530532463354?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116438530532463354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116438530532463354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116438530532463354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116438530532463354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/11/getting-fixated-really-easily-now-days.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116376647864281022</id><published>2006-11-17T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T04:29:09.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger keeps making me upgrade to the beta thingy. &gt;:[ it looks really complicated &amp;amp; confusing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally watched step up! it's quite good, i guess. maybe better than take the lead. but i forgot what take the lead was about alr. HUR. i bought a charm bracelet. yay i think it's prettyyy :) and this zara top that only costs $9.90! wow. i really wanna watch the covenant. :( but somebody got groundedddd. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng was okay. considering the fact that this was the 1st time puva has said something NICE to me for like one year? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's been boring. i don't wanna read cos i can't seem to find a comfortable position to sit in :P oh yea, i watered the plants with LOTS of water today. i think i drowned it. haha. oh oh! there's erm, two baby cactus-es! cute. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116376647864281022?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116376647864281022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116376647864281022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116376647864281022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116376647864281022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/11/blogger-keeps-making-me-upgrade-to.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116366075849902297</id><published>2006-11-16T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:08:55.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my house is getting really stuffy :( i woke up tearing and had sinus (as usual). i'm still tearing tho, and i've soaked about 10 pieces of tissues. yeah, it's not as bad as a flu. but it still sucks to have sinus everyday :( i rmbred how it was in UK. i almost dieeed. my nose was blocked every single day so i only cld breathe through my mouth. but i always had phlegm in my throat and i kept thinking it'll block the flow of oxygen entering. and at one time, i didn't dare swallow my saliva cos i was afraid the phlegm would get even more "stuck". i was really having difficulty breathing. i didn't even have the guts to sleep because i thought i'll die while sleeping. came back to singapore at long last and the doctor finally convinced me that the air i breathe in goes through the windpipe and not the throat :D and that i was hyperventilating. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining. and when it's raining, my parents want all windows to be CLOSED. sighhh. even more stuffy D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch the covenant! :) if i wait till the vcd/dvd comes out. i'll have problems listening to it cos the sound effects are always very loud and their voices are soo soft. plus, steven straight's voice is sooo muffled. alright, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116366075849902297?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116366075849902297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116366075849902297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116366075849902297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116366075849902297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-house-is-getting-really-stuffy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116359385322567649</id><published>2006-11-15T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T04:30:53.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how i wish it'll rain forever &amp; ever &amp;amp; ever &amp; ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally found the book i wanted to read :) but right now, i'm waiting for the perfect date to read it. cos' it's kinda short. just reserved the book "twilight". a lot of pple have been telling me it's super duper duper nice. i'm quite sure it's something like "vampire kisses".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the tomorrow you worried about yesterday :) cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116359385322567649?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116359385322567649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116359385322567649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116359385322567649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116359385322567649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-i-wish-itll-rain-forever-ever-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116317421771932701</id><published>2006-11-10T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T07:56:57.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jonathan rhys meyers ... how i wish i could meet someone with eyes like his :) i reckon irish have nice eyes. cillian murphy does too! grayish &amp; transparent eyes :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116317421771932701?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116317421771932701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116317421771932701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116317421771932701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116317421771932701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/11/jonathan-rhys-meyers.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37391524.post-116305987263548384</id><published>2006-11-09T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:14:19.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched notre-dame de paris with jubby yesterday. it was quite good, but not WOW :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played against bishan park secondary today. 27-4 to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to high school or something. where you can study about mythological creatures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d'you know selkies are found in the irish, icelandic and scottish mythology? they're around the same area ... but what about the nothern irelands? maybe the republic or ireland and the nothern irelands share the same mythologies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eight celtic nations - asturias (spain), brittany (france), cornwall (england, UK), galicia (spain), ireland (maybe including nothern irelands), mann (i seriously don't know where it is!), scotland (UK) and wales (UK).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37391524-116305987263548384?l=leselkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/feeds/116305987263548384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37391524&amp;postID=116305987263548384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116305987263548384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37391524/posts/default/116305987263548384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leselkie.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-you-watched-notre-dame-de-paris.html' title=''/><author><name>helloyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14634271954750201018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
